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Paul was now sitting on Dawn's bed, fully dressed staring at her note. He was done crying that's for damn sure. He refused to be weak, but he still can't help but have an ache in his chest. This is why he stayed away from this kind of thing. Paul Shinji doesn't do love, you know why? Because he knew this would happen. He knew if he ever fell head over heels in love, that he would never get love back in return. He felt like a fool.

He suddenly felt a rush of anger run through him again, just trying to erase the pain he felt in his heart. He clenches his fist to try and calm himself down, but it doesn't help. He gets up from the bed and punches the wall again with a curse. "Fucking troublesome,"

He glances down at the alarm clock on the nightstand, and sees that it's only six in the morning. Paul drops the note and heads out back to his room, still seething with betrayal and anger.

When he finally gets there he walks in slamming the door behind him, waking up Misty and Ash in the process.

Ash jumps, startled from being woken so suddenly. "What the hell dude?" he asks sitting up quickly. "Did you want to be a dick today?"

He glares at Ash with a murderous glare. "My room, my territory." He snaps impatiently. He walks to his closet grabbing a black duffel bag and throws it on his bed. He walks to his dresser and starts taking out a bunch of clothes.

Misty yawns and lets out a groan from tiredness. She blinks a couple of times before setting her glance at Paul's figure. She furrows her brows in confusion as she watches him place his clothes into the duffel bag.

"Where are you going?" She asked him, breaking the tense silence.

"Home." He grunted coldly, shoving his clothes angrily into the bag.

"Home?" Ash questions, as he gets up from the bed and walks up to him. "What—why? What's going on? Did you get suspended helping Dawn?"

"No. Screw her, I never want to hear that heartless bitch's name again. I'm done" he said with a scowl on his face. "I was better off with my idiot of a brother" he added on.

Now Misty steps out of bed, and walks over to them, "What happened?" she asked in a concerned tone.

"Nothing" he shrugged, not really wanting to talk about it and continues shoving his crap in his bag.

She grabs his hand to stop him from packing his clothes. "No, it's not nothing. It's obviously something. So stop packing, and tell us what's going on" she spoke in a soothing tone, trying to calm him down.

Paul glares harshly at his bag, avoiding eye contact with the both of them. "It's nothing. She convinced me that she actually wanted to be with me and stole my money." He said, like it was nothing. He yanks his hand out of her grip and walks over to his closet coming back with more clothes.

She frowns and glances at Ash then back at Paul. "She what?" she asked in confusion.

He glares at the both of them harshly, but they could tell how hurt he was by this.

"Whatever. Screw her" he growls furiously.

Misty's eyes widened in realization. "Oh my—this is all my fault." She whispered, covering her face with her hands. "I'm so so sorry" she added on, trying not to cry.

Paul's glare softens, but the frown is still on his face. "You don't have to be, I mean it's not your fault."

She uncovers her face, and glances at Paul nervously. "Well, it kind of is…" she said hesitantly. Paul gave her a look of confusion and waited for her explanation. She sighed softly before continuing, "she asked me who was rich at this school and I told her that you were—I didn't think she would do something like this…"

Paul scoffed, "Thanks for that." He grunted out bitterly. "This is the exact reason why I don't tell people anything"

"I know I know. I'm so sorry. Is she still in the room? Tell me where she is, because I'm going to kick her ass with my mallet." She said with an angry growl coming up from her throat.

"Don't know, and frankly I don't give a fuck anymore. I just need to get out of here." He spoke in an emotionless tone.

Ash frowns hearing this, "You can't leave. What about me?" he whines to his best friend.

Paul sneers at him, "What about you?"

Ash sighs, "Paul, you're my best friend. You can't leave. You have been my roommate for three years now. You can't leave me here all alone, just because of this stupid chick!" he explains in a heartfelt tone.

Paul let out a dry laugh, "If you are trying to get me to say something nice back, you are sadly mistaken. Besides you have Misty." He said in a bitter tone.

"You know damn well she isn't you. She's not the cold hearted sarcastic asshole, who I have pillow talks with." He said trying to lighten up the mood.

Paul narrows his eyes at him, "Was that supposed to come out as a compliment?"

"YES! Now, you can't go because of Dawn. No girl is worth you leaving dude. There is so many other girls here that want you. You'll find the one eventually man" he said gently, trying to cheer up his friend.

Paul scoffed in disbelief, "You think one of these pathetic girls is the one for me? I'm never putting my heart out again. It's pointless. Besides I don't care, I'm leaving anyway." he closes his duffel bag, and adds on. "Later." And with that he starts to make his way out of the room.

Misty rushes to stop him by blocking his path, "You can't just leave like this! You're going to get in trouble! Your dad is going to kill you!" she said in a panic, trying her best to convince him to stay.

Paul raises his eyebrow at her, "My dad definitely won't notice I'm even there. He's too busy with his new girlfriend, and his job. He'll just brush it off like he does everything else with me." He grunts in frustration, his voice full of unwanted pain.

Ash frowns, knowing how much Paul has been through. He sighs softly before speaking, "If that's what you want, then I guess we can't stop you…"

Paul frowns seeing the look on their faces. "Both of you take care, alright?" he says in a quiet voice, as he steps forward and hugs Misty and Ash.

He grabs his bag, and walks out the door. He stops for a second taking the note, Dawn wrote him, out of his pocket and glances at it. He had a frown on his face. He sighs softly, before crumpling it up in his hand, muttering "why troublesome—"

Meanwhile with Dawn

Dawn walks into the airport dragging her suitcase. She couldn't believe what she had just did. She knows that this is going to haunt her for the rest of her life, but what other choice does she have? She knew it was wrong, and immature of her to do something that terrible. But it wasn't like she wouldn't pay him back.

She needs to do this. Not only for her, but to save her relationship with her dad. She may not have been gone for a while, but she realized that maybe things can get better. Maybe he does care enough, if he sent her away. Maybe just maybe, things can go back to the way they were, before her mother died. She loved her father to death, he was the only person she had left. If she loses him, who knows what she might to do.

She walks up to one of the workers, to buy her ticket. "When's the next flight back to Sinnoh?" she asked her impatiently.

The lady looks at her computer, typing in a bunch of information to get the next flight. She glances back up at her, "In a hour." she replies to Dawn.

"Okay, can you book me a seat in first class?" she asked her, trying not to lose her patience.

The lady frowns at her, "I'm sorry, but it's full. All we have is coach left." She said in an apologetic tone.

Dawn's eyes widened in disbelief, but tries to calm herself down. "Coach?" she questioned in a disgusted tone. "When's the flight after that?" she asks her again.

The lady sighs in annoyance. "That'll be—" she checks the computer again, "in about six hours."

Dawn thinks about it for a minute, 'I can't do this. This is what everyone expects me to do. Why am I such a terrible person?' She shakes her guilty thoughts away, "Book me the next flight please."

"Cash or card?" The lady asks her.

Dawn was caught up in her thoughts again, as she opened her wallet and looked at the money and the card, that weren't hers. She stares at it for a while, feeling her heart break all over again. 'You can't do this. This is so wrong.' But then her other subconscious was telling her, 'you're already here. Just do it already. No point in turning back now.'

She was broken out of her thoughts, when the lady questioned her again, "miss?" Dawn glanced up at her, and mumbled a "never mind" and grabbed her things and walked over to one of the nearest benches.

She sits down, and buries her face into her hands. She wants to cry, kick, yell and scream. But she feels like she doesn't have the right to. She hurt the person that said they loved her and yet this situation doesn't feel any different. She's hurt her father a thousand times, the one who supposedly loves her as well. This is the type of thing she does. She doesn't deserve their love. She doesn't deserve anybody's love. And right now she doesn't even deserve her mother's love.

Meanwhile

Misty was furious. She wasn't even furious, she was beyond livid. She could not believe that this girl would do something like this. And after all the progress she made too. She was walking back to her room, ready to beat the living shit out of Dawn. Expecting her to be there, she walks into her room and calls out "DAWN!"

She frowns when she doesn't get a response, she walks into their bathroom and calls her name again, "Dawn?" she still doesn't get an answer. She walks out of the bathroom and notices a piece of paper on her bed, she grabs it and starts reading.

'Misty, by the time you'll be reading this, I'll be on my way back home. I know you are probably pissed at me for what I did. I'm a bitch, and a terrible person. I already know that, and that's why I have to leave. You were so kind to me, and putting up with my bullshit like a trooper. And for that, I'm eternally grateful. You have become one of the realest friends I ever had. I know you may not understand why I have to do this, but this is just something I have to fix.

Tell Paul I'm so sorry, and that I truly did mean everything I said the night before. He probably won't want to hear it, but he deserves so much better than me. And take care of Ash, you two are so incredibly lucky to have each other, I haven't seen real love like that in a long time. Again, I'm so sorry.

Xo, Dawn.

Misty shakes her head, crumpling the paper in anger and sadness. An idea suddenly pops into her head, and she runs out of the room, knowing exactly what to do.

With Paul

He was standing outside of the school, talking on his phone. "Reggie, send a car for me. I'm coming home."

Reggie laughs, not taking his little brother seriously. "Yeah. Okay. You got me, Paul. Now what's really up? How are you? You never call me."

Paul growls in annoyance, "I'm serious Reggie. Send a car, I'm done with this stupid school you wanted me to go to. You wanted me out of the picture—just like dad—"

Reggie interrupts Paul, "Is that what you really think I did?!" he shouts over the phone.

Paul's eyes widen, and then furrowed in confusion. "Isn't that why you sent me here in the first place?"

Reggie sighs softly, "Of course not Paul, why would I want to get rid of you? You are my baby brother for Arceus sakes. I can't believe you would think so lowly of your big brother!"

Paul rolls his eyes, a small grin forming onto his face, "Yeah, okay. Then why did you send me here?"

"Because mom went there, and so did I. And I wanted you to go there, so you can build a life for yourself. Meet someone special, plus that school is very high for colleges—but I wanted you to find yourself, like I did."

Paul's eyes widened, hearing one statement only, and basically ignoring the rest. "Mom went here?" he asked in shock.

Reggie smirked through the phone, and stopped the work he was doing. "Yeah, she did. She wanted me to go there, and I'm sure she would want you to go there as well."

Paul frowned, "Why would she even care? She left us and—"

Reggie interrupted his brother again, "Paul, I know you're pissed. I am too, but she must have had her reasons. I mean, have you met our father?" he said, trying to let out a joke.

Paul grunts impatiently, not finding it very amusing.

Reggie sighs softly, "Look, I'm just as upset as you are by it, but you can't let our parent's influences, affect your own life. I know things aren't perfect, but just know that you always have me—and Maylene." He coughed the last part out, embarrassed.

Paul raised his eyebrows in shock, "Maylene—you guys are…?"

Reggie grinned through the phone, "I asked her to marry me."

Paul let out a laugh, genuinely happy for his older brother. But a pang of jealousy hit his heart, because he wanted that. He didn't know when, or why he did. But he did.

"Okay, well let's celebrate by you picking me up, and getting me the hell out of this school. So just send a car and try to hurry before I get cau—"

Principal Cynthia was already standing behind him, the whole time he was on the phone. Her arms were folded against her chest, raising an eyebrow at him, in pure amusement. "It's a little too late for that, Mr. Shinji."

Paul's eyes widened, "Uh… I got to go—"

Reggie screamed out loudly, tell Cynthia I said 'heyyyyyy' but Paul already hung up the phone.

Paul closed his eyes and mumbles under his breath, "fuck" he then turns around and opens his eyes, raising his hands up in surrender, not really wanting to argue with her.

Principal Cynthia lets out a laugh, "not even putting up a fight?"

Paul shakes his head, "Would I be able to win?"

Cynthia shakes her head, smiling at him. "Nope."

"Then no." Paul responded dryly.

Principal Cynthia starts walking towards the school, turning back to look at him, "Shall we head to my office then?"

Paul sighs in defeat, putting down his hands and picking up his duffel bag to follow her towards her office.

As they reached the school building, Misty came flying in, shouting "Principal Cynthia! Principal Cynthia!"

Cynthia stopped in her tracks and glanced at Misty curiously, before asking "Whoa, where's the fire, Miss Waterflower? What's going on?"

Misty glances at Paul, and grins widely, seeing he got caught. She glances back at Principal Cynthia, "Dawn. She ran away."

"She what?!" She questioned in disbelief.

Paul rolls his eyes impatiently, not really caring about where Dawn's whereabouts were.

Misty looks at Paul, "She's at the airport right now. Maybe we can catch her before she gets on the plane."

His eyes widened, having a feeling that he knows where this is going.

"Alright let's go." The principal states as she starts walking with Misty, but then looks back at Paul. "Don't think I'm leaving you here alone, c'mon you are coming with us!"

Paul frowns, and scowls at the both of them. "I'd rather not. I'll just be heading back to my dorm room now." he grunts out with resentment.

Principal Cynthia gives him a look, "How stupid do you think I am, Mr. Shinji? You're coming with us, now let's go." she demands, not really up for discussion.

Paul internally groans, and walks after them slowly thinking to himself, 'Just when I don't want to see her, this happens. Screw you fate.'

A/N: I'M SO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED THIS STORY IN FOREVER. I've had a lot of homework, work, and basically a lot of things going on with my family. And on top of that I'm moving so everything has been just a big jumble of a mess. but anywho, this story is almost over, probably 3 more chapters, maybe? But since it is ending, I'm debating to do a sequel. If you would like a sequel let me know :) If not, I might rewrite this story, fixing all my terrible grammar mistakes. So sorry if there are any -.- still working on it! Please leave a review of your thoughts, and let me know what you think will happen next. Thanks guys, laters~