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Reasons of the Heart – Yesterday
Dear Diary,
I can't believe I did that.
That was the most irrational and idiotic thing I've ever done in my entire life, closely followed by accepting that drink from Will Fox.
So I bet your wondering what was so terrible. Here it is condensed into three little words. I. Kissed. Ash. I don't know why I did it. I feel like screaming only I'm afraid Melody would come in and ask me what was wrong and I wouldn't be able to lie to her, she's my best friend.
I know I'm pretty new to the whole grudge holding, loathing thing, but I'm pretty sure that when you hate someone you don't go around kissing them every chance you get. So what if her bet up Will and protected me. And who gives a damn whether or not he gave up his bed so I could sleep in it while he had to settle for the lumpy old couch. And it's not like anyone really thinks it matters that he looks really really cute while he's sleeping.
Ok maybe the vodka and drugs from Wills semi lethal concoction haven't worn off yet. Yeah, that's it, I can't think straight because of it.
You do realize that this is all Ash's fault. I mean if he hadn't taken me back to his place then I never would have seen him lying on the couch, and therefore never kissed him. Then there's the fact that if he hadn't beaten the crap out of Will, I never would have had to go to his place. And if he hadn't been at that party in the first place I would have been sober and sane enough not to accept that drink from Will, because now that I think about it, that drink was awfully clear. To finish it off if Ash never stole my bike, he never would have come into my life and none of this twisted soap opera ever would have happened.
My life would be so much less complicated without him. I'd be spending college going to parties and hanging with my friends. I wouldn't end up crying myself to sleep at night. I would have a normal life that doesn't revolve around Ash Ketchum, because you know what despite everything I try, my current life still does.
At least next week is summer vacation. That means six weeks with out even the mention of his name. I'm not sure if I should be ecstatically happy or utterly miserable.
Misty shut the leather bound book. The gold writing caught the light drawing her eyes to its delicate lettering, Myst.
"Why is love so confusing?" she asked to no one in particular as she reread the first page of the diary taking in each word of the messy chicken scrawl with utter importance.
There were two things in life Misty knew she would never understand. Men and Love. Sadly the two went hand in hand and she knew she would never be able to avoid either one, especially love, as long as Ash lived.
She couldn't see why man was ever given a heart. What kind of being decided that man was worthy of such a thing. We don't care for anything other than ourselves; we destroy everything we touch. We have no tolerance for anything, the environment, animals, not even each other; we criticize anything that is different from us. What gave them the impression that we could love someone so much that they were more important than material possessions and ourselves? What made them think that we would give up all we had, every thing we spent our entire lives working towards, for one person?
They say love has no boundaries, but then we are the boundaries. We created loves boundaries with out superficial views and love of material possessions. We only strengthened them with our greed, pride and lust. Now these boundaries are so strong that no one can break them, yet somehow a few do. A few are able to break through these boundaries and find love.
But then that's not love. That's true love; true love is the love that knows no boundaries. True love is immortal spanning across time and space. True love is special, because superficial views, greed, pride, and lust, those are loves boundaries and true love has a saying of it's own.
Amor Omnia Vincit.
Yesterday,
All my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh I believe in yesterday
Suddenly
I'm not half the man I used to be
There's a shadow hanging over me
Oh yesterday, came suddenly
Why she had to go I don't know
I don't know
She wouldn't say
I said something wrong
Now I long for yesterday
Yesterday
Love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh I believe in yesterday
Why she had to go I don't know
I don't know
She wouldn't say
I said something wrong
Now I long for yesterday
Oh Yesterday
Love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh I believe
I believe
I believe in
Yesterday
('Yesterday' by the Beetles)
Misty walked through the empty quad using it as a shortcut to her class. It was her last class until the new semester begun. Most people had already left campus and all that were left were the few spending summer there and those who still had classes they needed to get to before they could even consider leaving.
"Hey Misty wait up," a male voice yelled.
Misty kept on walking after glancing back to see whom it was. There were only a few people who she would stop for, and he most definitely wasn't on her list.
"Wait Misty," he called again.
Misty scowled as she heard him come up to her side. She really wasn't in the mood for his nonsense. "What?' she asked simply aggravated by his presence. She kept on walking looking straight ahead not even showing him the respect acquired from looking at him. The sooner he was gone the better.
"I guess you didn't see me," he said.
"I guess not," she said quickening her pace.
"Hold up Misty, I just wanted to apologize," he pleaded.
"Apology accepted," she said, "Now get the fuck away from me Fox or I'll call the cops and get you arrested for the crime with the best sentence. What calls for death penalty these days?"
She gasped as he grabbed one of her arms forcing her to stop and turn to face him. He grabbed her other hand smiling at her maliciously.
"Let go of me Will," she told him small tears welling in the corners of her eyes. "You're hurting me." Misty struggled desperately as she searched the quad for anyone who could help her. The quad was almost the same size as the football field and the only other person was too far away. She could scream for help, but by the time anyone got there Will would be long gone.
"I just wanted to talk," he told her.
"Then why can't you let me go?" she asked desperately.
"Because I don't want you to run away. Now are you ready to listen to me Misty?"
She nodded. Her whole body was shaking with fear. She could hardly remember the last time she had felt so frightened in her entire life.
"You wouldn't believe the stories I've been hearing from Ashy boy about you Misty," he told her.
"I don't believe you," she sobbed. "Why would he even talk to you?"
"Let me speak bitch," he said as he slapped her in the face. "That's better, now what was I going to say. Oh yes, he told me that you were brilliant Misty. Best he's had in a long time."
"He would never say that," she said glaring at Will through her tears.
"Oh yes he would . . ." Will trailed off as a fist collided with his face and he fell to the ground.
"Nice to see you again Will," Ash smiled. He turned away from Will and looked at Misty. "Are you alright?" he asked. Misty nodded unsurely and looked at the ground as she wiped away her tears. "Will you better stay away from her, cause if I ever see you near her again you'll get more than just a broken nose."
"You may have won the battle," Will sneered as he left, "but we'll see who wins the war."
"We've got to stop meeting like this," Misty joked as she tried to hold back her tears.
"It's alright to cry," Ash told her. "You don't always have to be strong Misty."
"Yes I do," she told him backing away. She needed to get away from him as soon as possible for she knew she would walk into his open arms. She knew that she would just cry into his chest and let out everything she had been holding back for so long. She knew she would never be able to let him go, ever again. "I've got to get to class," she told him before she turned around and ran towards the class she was already late for.
"Bye Misty," he whispered.
~ to be continued ~
I'm so glad I finished this chapter. I can't believe I deleted it before I put it up; well that's what I think I did. I'm not actually sure. Well anyways, I hope you liked that chapter and please review.
By the way thanks for all the reviews I've received so far. It's way more than I expected.
Which reminds me, you probably all want to know what 'Amor Omnia Vincit' means. It's Latin (I think) and it means 'Love Conquers All' and I promise it will; eventually.