Being put down by someone she loved was enough to tear her apart from the inside out. All of her rage built up to the point where she could not contain it anymore, she released it in the form of a violent hand motion.
Hate, just that one word stained his tongue and pierced his heart at that moment. It ran around in his head chasing all the happy thoughts till they perished. Frightened, Misty became trapped in his chestnut eyes, she looked for a sign of forgiveness but all she could find was pain and rage. Misty slapped her hand over her mouth and cried out. What bitter action had she just committed? The one slap shattered his fragile heart; all that still loved her was smashed.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry Ash, I…I didn't mean to really! Please understand, I couldn't control myself!" She pleaded. Ash felt nine ways at once and mysteriously, they all lead to the large handprint on his cheek. Ash could feel his brows furrow and his tears swell up and waiting to just burst out, but he couldn't release them. His heart was in too much shock to take it all in. She hated him.
"How..How could she do this to me? She actually slapped me, I knew it. Misty hates me..," His mind raced trying to find another conclusion besides "she hates me". It failed miserably and he was left with an ice cold heart and wrath. It didn't sink into Ash till now, (or so he thought) he had just of much as a temper as Misty. Without even blinking and before she knew what hit her, Misty was lying on the damp grass. Blood leaked slowly from her lip, tears streamed from her eyes until they were soggy and swollen. Misty jerked up as soon as she fell and buried her misery into her yellow tee-shirt. Ash sneered pitifully at her misery; he didn't care for his concealed love any longer. Feeling enraged and Heartless he ran off. Misty gazed up at her true love; smart as she was she could probably track him down. She couldn't live the rest of her life miserable and lonely, without Ash. She watched Ash shove his way through the trees and bushes, and desperately tried to reach out, he wanted him to grab her hand and say "Everything will be okay." But it just never happened.
"Ash…I...I need you…" Misty whispered weakily, her breathing became wheezy. This was too overwhelming and she was just unable to take the pain, not from the punch, but from being heart broken.