Pokemon: Why
Author Hopeless Desires
Warnings: Sad themes, abandonment, hurt, grief, and character death, Use of words hell, and darn.
Rating: PG. Parent Guidance Recommended.
It had been only an hour later that Delia had gotten a magnifecent idea.
Delia grabbed the phone sitting exactly next to her.
She bit her lower lip before dialing a number.
After two beeps, she had gotten a reply.
It was a sophisticated young voice, her voice cold enough to scare a large Pokemon away,
"Family Grace CEO talking"
Delia took a deep, trembling breath."It's me, Delia." She croaked, awaiting the person on the other phone to remember her.
One moment later, she got a reply, "6:00 P.M, CEO guest room #784" Beep went the telephone.
Delia sat herself against the velvet couch, laying her purse next to her, she was dressed in a simmple pencil skirt and shirt with a black unbuttoned blazer on top of it, her auburn hair in a french braid, strands of her hair falling into her face.
Her expression blank, her eyes glazed over, she stared at the floor as a million of jumbled thoughts crossed her mind.
An ivory door straight in front of her, clicked open at that moment, breaking Delia's Trance.
A young woman dressed in a lovely mix of fabrics creating a subtle and sophisticated look with a black velvet body with a sweetheart neckline, chiffon sleeves and shoulder pads.
"Delia." She acknowledged.
"Grace" Delia replied
As they were both seated in a chair, the silence was broken, "What are you planning, Delia?"
The ghost of a smile broke on Delia's face,"I wouldn't be a - if I revealed it to you, would?"
To Be Continued.
A.N.
Hello, lovelies!
Ok, I know,
Very short chapter Eve, I'm disappointed, but its probably because I didn't get many reviews in the proluge.
Hell, if there weren't any reviews, this wouldnt be here.
But this time, if I do get at least 2 reviews, I'll make another, longer chapter.
Signing out,
- HOPELESS DESIRES~