Authors's note: This chapter is extremely short but I thought it was too important to cut out.

I do not own poke'mon, I should, but if anyone asks...

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...I didn't say that.

Chapter 5: Fired

The word danced around inside my skull, echoing in every inch of my body. All my muscles were tense. My nerves screamed, 'you idiot!' I opened my eyes slowly, the bruit was still fuming in front of me. He seemed to be yelling, but I couldn't hear him.

I ran out of the building, past the crowd of people, and toward the sea. The light winked mischievously along it's surface. I reached the shore and stopped. I bent over, picked up a rock and felt it's weight in my hand.

Memories filled my mind, I was a kid again. I saw people look at me and shake their heads, I felt unwanted, I was terrified of being rejected. I remember being kicked out of those two families, wondering why I wasn't good enough. I often wondered, when I was young, why my real parents didn't want me, was I so bad? I stopped thinking about it all together when I met Alice...we didn't need families. Now the Orphanage won't even take me back, the saddest part is, it's all my fault.

"Damn it!" I screamed and tossed the rock into the ocean. I clenched my fists, digging my fingers into my palm. I took a deep breath and whispered, "I'm so stupid...so stupid!"

I kicked angrily at the rocks and watched as they were swallowed by the waves. The sea breeze played with my hair, tossing it back and forth, it tickled my skin teasingly. The sun warmed my back and brightened my eyes. Their voices lulled me.

I turned around and headed back to the Motel.

Like I said, short, but I felt like the memories needed to be addressed.