(TT^TT) - Tears of joy. Hey there! Giving many thankies and virtual hugs to all of the people who reviewed and favorited the first chapter. You guys are so amazing! You made me cry tears of joy! Anyways, updating this. Am I amazing or what? I just got so excited that I ended up thinking up the story and typing two chapters in one day. I wanted to upload this so much yesterday, but I decided that there was already enough excitement for one day. This is a shorter chapter. Kind of a filler of sorts, but the next chapter will probably blown your mind! (Not really though. Blowing up of the mind is bad. It kills people. Bad.) I haven't even gotten into the excitement yet. If you guys are patient for just a little while, i will make it up in the next couple of chapters. I promise ^-^
Again, this is in Ruby's POV. I might switch it up a little in the next chapter, but writing his POV is so fun and it's really easy for me too, but I promise to get some Sapphire POVs in here too.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. This fact saddens me to the core some days
Ruby's POV
I took my iPod and headphones and put them back in my ears, turned the music up loud and blocked out all of the yelling coming from outside my door.
"I can't hear you," I smiled and whispered. But we both knew I was lying, but for now, pretending not to hear works just fine.
It seemed like hours, but it had only been about 20 minutes since I'd come home. Man I have to pee so fucking bad! This is what I get for deciding to go once I got home. My thoughts were interrupted by a low grumbling noise and an empty feeling in the pit of my stomach. Great! Just great! Now I'm hungry too! Could this night get much worse?
Then, it was like God smiled and laughed and said something along the lines of "Challenge accepted."
The yelling outside wasn't stopping. He kept shouting that I was weak, and I was a crybaby, and that he wished I wasn't his son.
I sat there. With my small bladder, my betrayful, empty stomach, and my headphones. Funny, how my headphones were loud enough to be heard by everyone else, but they still couldn't block out the yelling.
"I wish you were never born!" He shouted outside my door.
Funny, I thought, because I wish I wasn't born too.
"You're weak! I'm ashamed to even speak about your name!" he continued.
I know. I am weak. I know. I'm ashamed of myself too.
"I HATE YOU!" He screamed on the top of his lungs.
Then, like some miracle happened, the yelling stopped. And with one last kick to my door, he finally left. Finally.
"Don't worry, I hate myself too," I whispered to myself.
It's strange. My headphones seem less comforting now. And then the water came back. Right on my cheek. I wish I was outside so at least I could tell myself it was the rain. But I was indoors. Everyone knows it doesn't rain indoors.
After a couple hours, it sounded like he was finally asleep so I went to the kitchen to get something to fill the emptiness in my stomach. Tiptoeing down the stairs as quietly as I could, making sure not to wake him.
Phew! I sighed in relief. "Operation feed the belly: phase one, successful," I whispered. I stood in front of the fridge door for a couple long moments. I wanted the anticipation to build up a little bit. I looked inside, expecting to find something to eat, but I just got disappointed. Maybe there's something in the cupboards. After rummaging through the whole kitchen, I was just more disappointed and even hungrier.
You'd think we'd at least have some crackers or bread and some milk. Even prisoners get bread. That bastard probably went out to eat again and didn't get the groceries! I sighed in defeat.
Well at least I can still go to the bathroom. I managed an attempt to stay optimistic as a made my way silently to the bathroom.
Ah, sweet relief. I couldn't help but smile. When you gotta go, you gotta go.
At least "Operation take a leak" was successful. Being optimistic isn't too hard. I nodded to myself heading up the stairs. I snuck past his door, shuffled into my room. I made sure to shut the door quietly and locked it. After I was safe, I practically ran and jumped into my bed, hiding under the covers.
I laid my eyes on my iPod. Another mental slap for forgetting to charge it. If this dies, tomorrow will be far too long. So I forced myself out of my comfy bed and plugged in my iPod.
I can't let you die. You're my last hope. If you died, it would just be me…against the world…alone.
I crawled back into my bed, but of course, it wasn't as comfy as it was before I got up. But I guess it was worth it though. I let out another sigh. So much for trying to stay optimistic. I closed my eyes, almost asleep. Then I noticed my lamp was still on.
"Damn it!" I whispered to myself. So I had to force myself out of bed again and turn off the damn light. I really hope tomorrow isn't as disappointing.
Wait…I looked at my clock. It was 2 in the morning. It was already tomorrow. And another sigh managed to escape from my mouth. I tried falling asleep, but then that unfashionable girl popped into my head again.
Ugh, at this rate I'll never fall asleep.
Hmmm so Ruby thinks of Sapphire late at night *eyebrow raise* lol anyways, kinda short, but i promise I shall make it up in the next chapter!
This was just a filler of sorts, and I was incredibly hungry while writing this chapter. My tummy kept having the rumblies. And then I remembered that I haven't eaten anything in about 14 hours. I was so excited about my story, I forgot to eat (teehee silly me. Mental slap) but anyways, still good.
So please, *batting eyelashes* review for me! It makes me very happy to know that people enjoy reading the insanity that occurs in my head.
Well, I'm off to the kitchen, because I am starving!
