Trapped
[Authors Note: So here is Chapter Two of Trapped, I apologize for the crappy title again, but it was the only thing that I can think of! Well, with many replies saying it was good, which means it is good, so I am continuing my first Romance fiction ever! Well, thank you for your time and reading my fiction and I hope you enjoy this chapter just as well or even better. Please Reply, Flames, Compliments, Suggestions are always accepted as they can only do one thing and that's make my fiction better for everyone! So I am done talking, and now you can read chapter two of trapped!]
Chapter
2 – The Response –
It
was a quiet day in the town of Pallet. It was usually quiet around here, the
houses lights turning on, as everyone was waking up and starting breakfast.
Professor Oak being the professor in town and one of the most famous researches
started his job. The sun was over the town, shining down upon it, the beam of
it reflecting down on the ground. The sky blue without a single cloud in sight,
a light breeze carrying the smell of the freshly cutgrass. It was a perfect
summer day, it was not too hot, nor too cold, a great day to go on the beach
and have some fun while getting a tan at the same time.
Pallet
Town was famous for more than just Professor Oaks' lab being here, the Pokemon
Master for five years lives here too, which is Ash Ketchum who had it since he
was thirteen and now is currently eighteen. This place was never made for
tourist, but this place is perfect for inspired pokemon trainers, who are on
their journey and just need to take a break or newcomers who want their Pokemon
from the professor.
Mr.Mime
was sweeping the homes of the little Pallet Town home of the Ketchums, where
Mr.Mime lived of course as he was sort of like the maid of the house, being the
Pokemon of Delia, Ashs' mom and of course Ash himself. Well Ash was always
training everywhere around the Kanto Region so he did not go here much, only
when he has time too. He does not have a job or has working hours; he is just
dedicated of being the most powerful Pokemon Trainer out there. He would of
course want to keep the title of being that too, who wouldn't?
Ash
sat in his home in the kitchen at the nook waiting for his breakfast that his
mom would cook. Right now though, she was just getting the mail. He of course
got a lot of mail, lots of fans saying how much they are inspired by him, how
much they adore him, how much they want to be like him, normal fan mail. That
was not important though, the fame. He never got any calls of any mail from the
friends he made out while we was a normal Pokemon Trainer, like Misty, Brock,
Duplica, Todd, AJ no one, which is sort of disappointing as he never got it
once. He was a man now so he did not get all emotional all over it as he would
when he was a ten-year-old child, when he started his Pokemon training
Delia
arrived back in the kitchen with mail in her hand, most of it being bills or
fan mail, but that fraud letter was also there in the Wednesday mail, "Ash, you
got an important message, it is not fan mail, but it was from one of your
friends, Misty." She announced as she extended her creamy skinned color arm to
him. Hearing that a friend from his Pokemon Trainer made him feel great,
hearing it was from Misty was better as he jumped up form his chair to receive
it. Hearing it was from Misty was like music to his ears. He never knew what
his relationship with Misty was, since he never did give the money for her bike
back. It did not seem like she cared about it though, she never complained about
it or never brought it up once they were talking about that topic. How was she
his best friend though? She did not act like his best friend; she was there a
special friend to him. He always loved her at times since she was not that
annoying kid anymore and now she is a young-woman. Saying I love you is a big
thing for everyone of course it has a lot of meaning in it, and he did not even
know if he loved her. But whatever was in this envelope was important to him,
even if it was a hello. Why suddenly now when they have not spoke in five
years?
He
took the mail from his mother with pleasure, "Thanks mom." He said he had a
horsy voice like he did when he was young. It got deeper though too. He stood
at 6"1 being taller than him mom who was only 5"6 He wore his normal black tee
shirt his tan colored slightly muscular arms being shown. Those light blue
jeans on his lower torso. He did not wear that blue jacket anymore he just wore
casual clothing. His messy black hair being pushed down by a black cap he was wearing
on top of his head. That pokemon belt not being around his waist anymore, as
obviously it did not fit anymore, he never bothered to get a new one. His
pokeballs were just in the pocket of his jeans, no big deal. He can just tell
which pokemon was inside by feeling the pokeball with the fingertips of his
hand. He looked down towards his mom, as he basically towered over her. He was taller
and he had a wider and bigger body frame than she did.
"You
welcome Ash." She responded in that comforting tone she always had in her
voice. She made a smile on her face before she went o the stove in the kitchen
and flicked it on, where a fire was lit for her to cook some breakfast. She
placed one of those metal frying pans over it as she poured batter on it, looks
like they are going to be having pancakes today.
The
yellow-white envelope tab was opened as he removed the little maroon gel that
was on it, which prevented it from being opened [They use it on old envelopes,
maybe you have an idea of what I am talking about now] The envelope opened as
the white paper was seen inside. He took it out and read it, it was typed on
that typewriter though and it had no signature, but still he let his emotions
control him, which made him think that Misty actually wrote it. It did not even
sound like her that much as he saw how she sent letters, but who cares. It says
as it was from Misty, so it must be from her!
"Ash
so what does it say. I remember that girl. She was very nice indeed, very nice
to you. You guys seemed so close, it was too bad she wanted to be with her
sisters when you offered her to stay with you and travel along with you. She
was a nice traveling buddy I suppose?" Delia asked her son. She was his
traveling buddy. Ash did offered her to be with him, as he did not know what he
felt towards her, probably that eh loved her. Everyone knew that those two
loved each other from the bottom of their hearts, but just never admitted it
from being shy or scared or whatever reason that they had. They knew they loved
the other, but they just worried about what the other would say. They did start
off on the wrong foot, they both hating each other, barely speaking and at a
time they were best friends and unseprateable
He
stood there for a second looking at the letter. He was just in shock that she
remembered him, she was the first one that he felt that he loved the one he
eventually had a crush on. She was not a show off unlike some people he met.
She always spoke her mind she was smart. She was not a kind of person just to
do something stupid or something that she would regret, but that happens to
everyone. She had an inner and outer beauty too, she was beautiful but never
showed it off, she was just she. She was just, Misty.
Hesitating
to his mom question, not saying anything because in shock, he finally did say
it as he turned over to face her, "It is from Misty as you said. She invited me
up to Mt.Mortar for the weekend, to have some privacy and just to catch upon
things."
"Ash
that's great! Wonderful news to hear for me and should for you. You were so
close and so happy when you two were together, as friends I mean. Go Ash, it is
okay that you leave me here; I have Mimey as company as usual. I want you to be
happy with her as you lost your friendship with her because of your fame." It
was true; he lost all of his friends and all connections towards them because
he was famous. In the beginning of course they continued to stay around him,
but he did not know what handle fame so he just cracked and got all of his
friends to leave him, as none of them wanted to hurt him and they all got the
feeling that just being around him that he was. When you're in fame you have no
privacy, he did not know that so he got rid of the only ones who cared about
him because of fame. It was his fault he was not with Misty right now, the one
he feels some sort of special bond with. It was his fault, no one else's'. He
knows that he of course blamed himself. Even though complaining gets you nowhere
in life except to get yourself pity.
"You
sure you want me to go. You know I want to go, but I never see you, so that's
why I was sticking around here to spend time with you."
"You're
my son, I will see you for my whole life. You have five great and most
experienced years to tell Misty about. Go Ash I want you to go. But I should
not be forcing you too, I would think you want to go." Why was he trying to
prevent himself from going? This is Misty they are talking about; he has not
seen her in five years. Usually they would be jumping up and down about it, but
he probably still feels sorry of what he has done to her.
"Alright
mom I will go! I want to go badly! It just took me a little bit to think it all
out, thanks mom! But it's on Saturday so I can spend the week with you!"
(***)
"Misty like why are you like look so like sad like why?" Daisy asked her younger sister as they were in the Cerulean Gym, in the sleeping quarters, which was a restricted area except for the four sisters. Eight years ago from today is when the two met, as I mean Ash and Misty of course. They met eight years ago from today, which is amazing, but the bad thing though is that the two are not friends any longer, their friendship broke off five years ago when Ash went through a total emotional breakdown. That was probably the worst time that was ever in Mistys' life, imagine the one who you loved, as she knows she loved Ash with all of her heart, she did not care about the dumb bike they broke, that happened she thought because of fate. They were suppose to be together for their lives and be happy and love each other with all of their hearts. She always thought of the title of being a test of their love and friendship, and apparently she thinks she failed, as they could not work through it. They tried and tried, well she tried with him, but he couldn't he was too stressed with the fame, and the media. Ash brought it out the hardest on her…if he could take that out of his life then they would, guaranteed.
"This is the day when ---" She hesitated for a moment as her blue cascade color eyes began to dilate with tears. The salty droplets of tears rolled down her cheeks, as she just suddenly started to cry, "This is when ---" She sniffled for a second so she can actually talk. It is hard to talk about, the one who you loved, the one who you thought you may have a chance to spend your life with, "When I met Ash!" She just shouted as she fell onto the ground in tears. Her voice had a tone of pain in it and suffering that tone of care and softness gone in that sentence as it is usual sweet o hear when you hear her talk, but now its not to hear or see her like this.
Daisy
looked at her, she had to try and comfort her little sister, it is a older
siblings job to help the younger one as they are suppose to be more wise and experienced,
but this is Daisy!
"Misty,
after the way he like treated you, then you should not like care what he like
does! Go on like Misty and it is good for you're like sake! How about that
other boy, he was sort of like cute, like his name was like…" Daisy said being
interrupted by Misty with the name. This is not going on too well as they can
obviously tell.
"I
never felt that way towards Brock, Daisy! And Ash is not a scum I loved him,
Daisy! I loved him, just because you can get any guy you want doesn't mean I
act like a whore like you and try to get any guy that looks cute!" Definitely
not going on well now. A fight is going to occur now, Daisy did not ever have a
boyfriend for a long time, true and she can get any guy she wants with some
seducing, but does that make a whore just for being able to do like that? We
all know she is not saying this out of jealousy as why would someone want to be
jealous of a blonde ditzy valley girl. Well no one would wan tot be jealous of
her, Misty loved Ash. It took a lot of courage just to say what she did, even
if it had offensive remarks in it.
Daisy
just stood there in shock, she made an offended expression on her face with
also showing she was angry, she definitely did not like what Misty said towards
her. Misty was always away on her journey with Ash, she did not know Daisy as
well as she thinks she does.
"Misty!
You don't like knowing me like at all while you like chasing a guy you can like
never like get! At least I know like my options unlike you. I know like what I
want and I like am going to like get it. You just like stay in your dreamland
like with the people you like have a crush like on. Don't call me a whore when
you have absolutely no romance in your life and you are eighteen years old!"
Daisy shouted fighting back to her younger sisters siblings always fight. It is
a known fact that all siblings cannot go along for at least a week without some
sort of argument between them, even if it is for about a minute or so or it
takes dozens of minutes, it does not matter. These two are sisters and
completely different, they have completely different point of views of whom
they want and when they can admit they love someone.
Misty
just growled in response to Daisys' statement. She did not even bother to
listen to her. She turned around, shoulder length hair, which was right now in
a pony tail flowed behind her and set in its usual spot. Her cascade blue eyes
showing hatred, those glossy lips being bit by Mistys' pearly white teeth
standing at her full height of 5"10 wither her chin up, trying to show she was
offended and did not care. The seashell necklace around her neck making a
little rattle noise as the shells hit against each other softly as she stomped
out of the room. Her feet made a thump as they hit the yellow floor just like
how they are in the pokemon center. On her upper body she wore a little blue
tube top, this revealing her creamy skinned arms and her stomach. On her lower
torso she wore the normal blue shorts that she wore when she was traveling
along with Ash, except these were more of a darker shade.
She
opened the wooden door and threw it opened, she stomping down the hallway,
which lead towards the outside. In her tracks she stopped seeing the mailboxes
for each one of them, the mailman placing a letter in her mailbox, there was
four mailboxes, one for each sister.
Those
eye lids opened and closed a few times as she blinked looking that she got
mail, she never really gets mail. She did not get important mail when she got
mail. She hoped that this was important, maybe something form Ash! Each time
she got ail, she prayed and prayed to herself in a whisper that one of them
would be from Ash as an apology letter, she did her usual whispering of hope
that one of them would be Ash, but one said it was from Ash, as it was Jessie and
James' letter, but it said it was from Ash. So it was a letter from him, but
not by him.
Glancing
at her mailbox having mail, she just hesitated looking at it, why though? She
told herself as she raced over to the mailman to get the mail, "I'm misty, this
is my mail!" She told him, as everyone recognized her when she said her name. She
took the letter from the mailman's hand and opened it, it being just like the
envelope that Ash received earlier this morning. She was happy, she saw it was
Ash, she jumped up and down in happiness, finally he remembered her. She was
too scared to send him anything, not knowing if he ever forgave her for all the
things that she done to him in the past, as it all went up to her on that final
day of their friendship and just hit her just like she was ran over by a truck.
"Ash
you sent me a letter, finally, this is the day I have been dreaming about for a
long time." Misty mumbled to herself as she opened the letter taking out the
white piece of paper and unfolding it, reading it, just like how Jessie typed
it up. She never got a letter from Ash ever in her life; she was with Ash or
hating Ash, either one. So she simply believed that this was from Ash and that
this not a fraud, "Ash you love me too?" She whispered to herself reading the
line over and over to herself 'I have to confess my feelings towards you' as
this must mean that he loved her!
Misty
days just went upside down! From being sad and depressed that she now knew that
Ash hated her, well she thought and that there was no chance in her life that
he actually would speak to her again or even admit to her that he loved her
also! This was great for Misty, she got a rush through her body just thinking
of when they meet on Saturday at 10:00, it is good it is only Wednesday so she
can have time to pack and tell her friends that the one she loved is going to
say he loved her back. Now she was happy. Feeling that Ash loves her, and that
all this waiting is worth it, just wait until she finds out it was not even
from Ash.
"I
knew Daisy was wrong! Ash is not a scum, of course he is going to apologize to
me for what pain he made me go through, I know he will. Ash is a great guy; it
is more like him to apologize then to try to make my life harder than it is. I
know he would not want me to feel any pain. I always felt special around him,
we always struck together on his journey, and even through the times he said he
was going to quit since of whatever reason. And yes she is a whore…" She never
liked anyone speaking badly of Ash, not anyone or she would just flip on him or
her and start to make an argument. People just know her to be such a drama
queen, as she is one. Everyone knew
that she felt something special towards Ash or she would not of done the
actions towards him that she has done, gave hints or whatever.
"Once
I see him again, my life will never be the same!"
(***)
Brock on the other hand got over of Ash a long time ago, once they broke off their friendship after a few months of grief he just pushed himself to get over it. His life was tough at a point and he just figured out how not to be in grief anymore, he just put himself in that sort of situation and just figured out that he probably would of done the same thing, so he did not complain about him breaking off their friendship. He was not even that close towards Ash anyways, of course they had their little talks about being a guy or some other issue that you just need to speak to someone of your sex too. But they did not hang around each other that most, he was not close to Misty either, they had there occasionally talk when they were sad or something, when they just needed a friend. His role out of the three was the more mature one, the older brother type, and the one you can talk too while doing anything. He was thankful he met Ash though as he was a good friend at times and he made him meet the love of his life, the one who he is now engaged too, Suzie.
The two engaged ones were close to each other right now in the early morning, breakfast times. Brocks' dark tan muscular arms were hanging down from Suzies shoulders as her thin creamy skinned arms were around his neck. Brock stood at the height of 6"3 while Suzie was 5"10 Brock tilted his head down looking at her beautiful eyes with his. Uh… eyes [I don't know!]
Obviously the two are going to go into a lip lock right now… Oh wait too late. One of Brocks hands were the back of Suzie's head as he forced her lips towards hers as they collided, as they went into a compassionate kiss. Suzie forced her self closer up against Brocks' warm, tall, and muscular body. Their eyes stared into each other as they both looked happy. They opened their mouths occasionally slipping in their tongues showing more passion in their kissing, as it is French kissing [Why is it the French, they have trouble doing it right or something? xD]
Finally, after which seemed like five minutes or something the two released from each other's grasp. Well their lips I mean, they still being close to each other, "Before you go anywhere you got to have breakfast first." Suzie told her husband to be, she looking up to him who only made a smile on his face in response.
"Who said I was going to leave before that." Brock responded as they separated from each other, well finally! Brock had his usual deep voice of when he was young and traveling with the trio. Obviously he was happy as smile was usually glued to his face. The two of them really loved each mother for them already to be living with each other in their own house and already had plans to get married. Suzie ran her small hands down Brocks chest and down towards his stomach, she feelings his muscles at her fingertips. They go down that red sleeveless shirt, which revealed his dark tan muscular arms. On his lower torso he wore cargo shorts, which went down towards his knee. His hairstyle was slightly the same, but a little shorter and not as geld up.
"I will start breakfast now, do you mind getting the mail, Hun?" She asked looking at him, making those puppy dog eyes that you would just do anything for when you see them that cute and innocent look.
"No problem!" No problem getting the mail, only the fact that inside of it there is one letter from Misty saying that she loved him, but really what is the big deal about that. Only that he is engaged with a woman he loved and now he is going to find out that his traveling companion, Misty, loved him. It is good this I only a fraud letter, but will he know when they meet. Hm, you never know what is going to happen!
He exited the bedroom and went through the living room, kitchen not glancing at anything except to the door, which lead to the outside. Once the door opened the beams of the sun shined into the entrance of the house, it being a perfect day in Celadon City, no cars were passing down the little street that they lived on, with some neighbors, nine other neighbors on the block. A small block with a normal life in the country a nice house, nice neighbors, it being quiet and knowing everyone that is on your block. It is nice to know that, as they were outside of Celadon City actually in the country area. Not everyone preferred to be in the big city of Celadon and just have another apartment in another building. The county life here is far better than the city life, even though you are in the city. In the country areas you definitely need a car to go to the city and get some groceries, or do whatever errand you needed to do.
Just another normal day he thought with the usual bills or some telemarketing things, or some letter from some friend that they cannot see or possibly some fan mail for being the best pokemon breeders in the whole Pokemon World, which is such a great accomplishment. With those two as a team there is no reason that you would think that they would not be the best in the Pokemon World.
He opened the little door of the mailbox, which stood out pointing towards the road. There were a few letters inside, about half a dozen envelopes. He took them out and closed the mailbox. Looking through them as he walked down that paved way, which lead to the entrance of the house.
Once he saw the letter from Misty Waterflower he stopped, even though it was a fraud letter they did not know it at the time. He blinked his uh… eyes in curiosity as he opened the letter, which was just like the other two letters going to Ash and Misty. He crumbled up the yellow-white envelope in his hand once he took out the white piece of paper, which had the typed letter on it.
The letter was in his other hand, the envelope in the other. He began to read it as he stood on that paved road in shock reading what it said on it, which said 'I must confess something towards you' that must not be good, she loved him? Was his immediate reaction, as it would be anyone elses' there is actually no other explanation as if it says 'I must confess something to you' it then means it is something of loving.
It past five years though since they even saw each other, why would Misty do this now, she was obsessed with him and then just suddenly want to see him to refresh her memory, it was a little bit fishy, he was beginning to think, but he should not miss the chance to see her, as she was a good friend to him and vice versa. Just to hear whatever this confession is it won't change his mind about marrying Suzie if she said she did love him. Did not matter to him, it was a little love a little crush you get many of these while you are a teen in your life, actually throughout your entire life that's a fact. They have at least one crush and one they were obsessed with.
"Odd that she is saying this now, I thought she loved Ash. She told me that a few weeks before Ash won the title." Brock mumbled to himself as he raised a brow in response reading it, "Maybe she just wanted to hide the fact that she loved me. Well it is on Saturday, so I have time to think of how I am going to let her down. She knows I am getting married, as she got an invitation, I know that. Does say before my Wedding, well whatever she says won't change my mind. Might as well go, even if I have to take a plane to get there." He was worried about what she thought towards him, he did not want her to feel any worse than she was. She knew she was in pain when Ash rejected their friendship and abused her emotionally, verbally, and mentally. He was there to comfort her to make her get out a little from her depression, but only she can get herself to be happy again.
Brock opened the white wooden door to the house, looking at Suzie over the stove; making scramble eggs, "Anything important today?" She asked Brock once she heard the door shut. She turned her head looking over to him.
"Well, there is this one that was for me…" He did not really want to tell Suzie about the letter, but he knew he had to be honest to her, to build a strong relationship you always need to be honest with your spouse, she still did not have an answer,
"Anything bad in it…?" She asked him as she did not get a immediate response, it was bad in some sort of way…but not really since the letter is fraud and I repeat that they have no idea it is that way
"Sort of. Not anything psychically, but it was from Misty Waterflower, you know her, remember when you met her?" That was over seven years ago, it is hard to remember someone when you met them that long ago and it was only through a course of a day, but he talked to her about it sometimes as examples for something… He also had pictures of the gang when they were young, but the newest one was when Ash won the title.
"The red-head who played with my Vulpix! I remember her; she is the one that believed that the outside mattered more than the inside. I found her very ignorant." Uh, he did not realty ask for her opinion on Misty, but it is good to know it anyways, I guess even if it is not a good one.
"She
has a crush on me, she use to love me and she wants to see me on Mt.Mortar on Saturday,
so I am going to go. See how she is after five years of no communication except
for the wedding invitation and its response." They both were hesitant as it was
shocking news; no one says they love you without meaning it. I would not think
so, unless they are a scum, a pimp, a whore or something that makes you sell
your body, where you persuade your clients into believing of what they do is
actually meaningful.
"Only
for the weekend… okay, but be safe, I don't want you to get hurt!"
