( I just got my computer back in March and only a few days ago I got my
fanfiction.net to work again and I was just reading through my fictions and
I was just like, "This deserves to be finished" as long with Indigo
Massacre. I will try to complete both even though they are both stuck in
the beginning. Hopefully this did not lose its fans so when you're done
reading just review! Have fun! )
Chapter 8: Leaving
***Ash's POV***
I felt a little nervous leaving towards this weekend vacation. I really don't know why I am just seeing Misty she was my friend for years. We were best friends in matter of fact as she stuck with me since the beginning towards the end and even stood up to my cocky jerk self.
But I feel once I arrive there she is just going to ask for closure or maybe she just wants to see me one last time before she gets married or something . . . I don't know, all these different thoughts are racing through my head moment by moment a new thought a different reaction from Misty and myself. Its quite scary to me, will that old flame re-ignite or will it just be a bust.
Is it even worth it to go? If all I am going to receive is rejection. Do I have to go out of my way so I could see her beautiful face one more time and all she would do is look at me with a sad face close her eyes as salty droplets flowed along her cheeks that sweet gentle voice telling me, "Ash. I do not know if you still had feelings for me like in the past, but I need you to move on. I wanted to invite you here to tell you this and that I am moving along with my life, I am fine I have a boyfriend my life seems perfect, but in the back of my head I think of you and everything that happens and I just do not need that right now."
Why shouldn't I go? I have nothing to lose. I spent all of my life training these pocket monsters not making any time to find a true love someone that I could spend my whole life with once I retire from my profession. Basically, after my Pokemon training is complete I am the best, no one can defeat me, and absolutely no one I would be walking back into my home to no one. The house will be empty the lights off the sun shining through the clean glass lighting up the room. No welcoming, no one to say, "Hey honey, how was your day." No one so spend those nights where you seem so lonely or scared. All I am in alone . . . alone and unhappy.
Might as well go take that chance there is always the smallest possibility that she would accept me saying, "Ash. I asked you to come here because I cannot continue my life. All I think about is you, in my dreams at night, and in my daydreams in the day. I cannot continue being just a dreamer spending every moment thinking of one thing, you. I cannot. I just want to clear that off my chest I don't care if you're over me if you already have a girlfriend I wanted to put that into open. So Ash do you care of not?" She would say her cascade blue eyes looking serious staring into my eyes waiting for a response the tension building up.
I closed my eyes shaked my head clearing the thoughts in my head. I cannot be controlled by them not let them take over me not let them clog up my thoughts. By continuing this I am just going to be disappointed once I see her. There is other things I have to go like getting to the place, by continuing this I am just psyching myself out. My mind is playing tricks of me playing with my heart playing with my emotions . . . I cannot let it.
Love is a hard thing to deal with. You never know who you are going to love until you see that person and in your head you think, "I am going to spend the rest of my life with her." It takes over your life, it tangles with everything it can have a good outcome with your happiness or just make you regret letting yourself being so vulnerable.
I took my folded clothes, which I set on my bed and gently placed them in a duffle bag. I only brought a few pairs of shirts and shorts it was going to be hot out there and I had no idea if we were going to sleep in a tent or in the cave or go to the city near it and sleep in the hotel. I really knew nothing about this the letter seemed so vague. All I know is that I have to see her.
( Authors note: Don't worry they are going to meet in the next chapter. Finally the reflecting period is over some of you guys are thinking I bet. Well, I felt that was a good chapter I almost cried. Not really, but review and tell me what you think tell me your suggestions I always will take them into consideration. )
Chapter 8: Leaving
***Ash's POV***
I felt a little nervous leaving towards this weekend vacation. I really don't know why I am just seeing Misty she was my friend for years. We were best friends in matter of fact as she stuck with me since the beginning towards the end and even stood up to my cocky jerk self.
But I feel once I arrive there she is just going to ask for closure or maybe she just wants to see me one last time before she gets married or something . . . I don't know, all these different thoughts are racing through my head moment by moment a new thought a different reaction from Misty and myself. Its quite scary to me, will that old flame re-ignite or will it just be a bust.
Is it even worth it to go? If all I am going to receive is rejection. Do I have to go out of my way so I could see her beautiful face one more time and all she would do is look at me with a sad face close her eyes as salty droplets flowed along her cheeks that sweet gentle voice telling me, "Ash. I do not know if you still had feelings for me like in the past, but I need you to move on. I wanted to invite you here to tell you this and that I am moving along with my life, I am fine I have a boyfriend my life seems perfect, but in the back of my head I think of you and everything that happens and I just do not need that right now."
Why shouldn't I go? I have nothing to lose. I spent all of my life training these pocket monsters not making any time to find a true love someone that I could spend my whole life with once I retire from my profession. Basically, after my Pokemon training is complete I am the best, no one can defeat me, and absolutely no one I would be walking back into my home to no one. The house will be empty the lights off the sun shining through the clean glass lighting up the room. No welcoming, no one to say, "Hey honey, how was your day." No one so spend those nights where you seem so lonely or scared. All I am in alone . . . alone and unhappy.
Might as well go take that chance there is always the smallest possibility that she would accept me saying, "Ash. I asked you to come here because I cannot continue my life. All I think about is you, in my dreams at night, and in my daydreams in the day. I cannot continue being just a dreamer spending every moment thinking of one thing, you. I cannot. I just want to clear that off my chest I don't care if you're over me if you already have a girlfriend I wanted to put that into open. So Ash do you care of not?" She would say her cascade blue eyes looking serious staring into my eyes waiting for a response the tension building up.
I closed my eyes shaked my head clearing the thoughts in my head. I cannot be controlled by them not let them take over me not let them clog up my thoughts. By continuing this I am just going to be disappointed once I see her. There is other things I have to go like getting to the place, by continuing this I am just psyching myself out. My mind is playing tricks of me playing with my heart playing with my emotions . . . I cannot let it.
Love is a hard thing to deal with. You never know who you are going to love until you see that person and in your head you think, "I am going to spend the rest of my life with her." It takes over your life, it tangles with everything it can have a good outcome with your happiness or just make you regret letting yourself being so vulnerable.
I took my folded clothes, which I set on my bed and gently placed them in a duffle bag. I only brought a few pairs of shirts and shorts it was going to be hot out there and I had no idea if we were going to sleep in a tent or in the cave or go to the city near it and sleep in the hotel. I really knew nothing about this the letter seemed so vague. All I know is that I have to see her.
( Authors note: Don't worry they are going to meet in the next chapter. Finally the reflecting period is over some of you guys are thinking I bet. Well, I felt that was a good chapter I almost cried. Not really, but review and tell me what you think tell me your suggestions I always will take them into consideration. )
