DISCLAIMER: Don't own Pokémon. I am SO sick of writing that, lol.
A/N: And ladies and gents, just one day after the completion of "Second Time Around" we have a sequel! Things to note - although this is under my name, it's being written by both myself and Geodude. Also it's being written along the way, so the updates won't be half as quick as they were with STA. I finished that whole fic before I started uploading it and this one has barely started. We'll alternate chapters and anyways, I think that's enough rambling for one day. Short prologue but that's to be expected!
Prologue
My life has certainly been transformed a great deal over the last thirteen months. And those of you who know my story will be aware of the trials, tribulations, and at times just unbearable circumstances I had to endure.
However as I have stated on numerous of occasions, I don't regret what happened. For what started as a simple walk along the beach that night at Washbay accumulated and manifested into the most magical night of my life. A night in which my heart overtook my head, and thus as a result has given me the most precious gift of all in this life, my daughter.
The consequences of this night I am still reeking the benefits of. A mother that has more or less disowned me, three sisters who are, well let's just say not on speaking terms with me as they seem to be more concerned with their public image than that of their niece. All of this I can stand, for my love for Ash and my daughter see me through. However what I can't stand is the glances we receive when we are out together, as if our ages have clouded society's judgment of us as kind loving people who aspire to raise our daughter to be all she can be. I guess my overall situation can be summed up like this; I pay the price daily for loving Ash, but I don't care.
And after such chain of events that have engulfed my life over the last year, you would think my circumstances could not get much worse in terms of the negative factors, right? Well unfortunately both you and myself were wrong on that one. Tragically wrong.
For they say in life that things can only get better, that there is a rainbow just over every horizon, that soon enough the seemingly endless abyss you are in will come to an end, and you will hit the bottom. For my life can be compared to one of those at this time, with my only harness of support slumping deeper into this pit of despair being my family.
But there is a reason why tears are ravaging my cheeks at this time as they have done so for the past month. There is a reason why my lover sits and holds me close and tries to whisper reassuring words of comfort in my ear. There is a reason I hold my four-month-old daughter Andrea close to my chest as if I was scared I was going to lose her. There is a reason why I wake up screaming from the nightmares and Ash has to soothe me the way only he can. And there is a reason why the so-called second time around was only the beginning of my torment and heartache.
And so it begins……
A/N: Indeed it begins, and I've done a few pages of the next chapter. I'll get that up as soon as poss, but in the meantime reviews are nice, even if we are only just getting the ball rolling, and big thanks for reading! More soon!
