Chapter 3

...I feel so bad saying this, because no one SAID they wanted it, but I'm just not in the mood for anything other than Cafemocha! D: I understand if you decide to unfollow this fic, however please do not say anything rude or hurtful in the comments!

There are some things I'd like to mention though:

-From now on, please add a bit to your review, saying something that you'd say if this weren't a fanfiction, if this were a true story. Not a requirement, but I'd appreciate it because Tiffany, the girl whose POV this is in, will be posting these events online. I'd like to make the reviews accurate as possible.

-Any OCs that I mention are actual OCs I've considered using. However, since I almost never use my child OCs, I'm fully willing to allow anyone else to use them as well. ^_^ So long as you credit me!

That's all! ;) Enjoy, and remember I don't own Pokemon. (I also don't own any titles of fanfictions I mention, but the owners of those will be mentioned at the end of the chapter)

After we ate and paid, we started back towards the car.

"Violet, can you sit next to me? I want to read some fanfics, but the last thing I need is for any of these crybabies to look over my shoulder and start throwing a tantrum" I said to Violet. She laughed and agreed to sit with me in the third row, so no one would be sitting behind us either.

So once we buckled up, Meowth had gotten on the other side of Violet, and everyone else was in, my mom started us towards the hotel.

"No more stops, because we're almost there" she informed us. Thankfully all of us had already used the restroom, so we all gave her the thumbs up. I then logged on to my android and clicked on a Cafemocha story.

It was my favorite one, 'Tormented'. The first time I told Violet the name, she said it sounded more like that other pairing... What's it called... Oh! Malevolentshipping!

...To be honest, I agree. But that's an issue for another time, I guess. The story itself is really good, but not too long. Which is good. I absolutely HATE long stories. The last time I ever read a long story was back when I was just starting out on this site. I can't remember the pairing, but I remember that it was 30 chapters and I started reading it at noon, but when I finished, it was already seven at night!

And that is why I hate long stories. Anything 10 chapters or below is fine, 15 if the word count is low. I know it's picky of me, but I always hated the fact that I spent most of my day reading that story. It was good, of course, really dramatic and stuff... Just too long. I honestly felt like they could have taken SOME chapters out.

But, back to the main point. I was sitting there, innocently reading the last part of Tormented, when suddenly Cilan spoke up.

"What are you reading? You've been so quiet"

I hate it when people act like being quiet is a crime...

"No duh. I was reading a story called Tormented" I responded with little emotion in my voice. Probably because my eyes were still on the screen, and I was barely paying attention.

"What's that about?" Jessie asked. I decided to toy with them.

"It's from the Point of View of Pikachu, after Team Rocket captures him. You guys spend your days being just plain awful, but the ending is great so I love it"

A silence fell over the entire car, and I burst out laughing.

"Ha! You didn't really think that I was being honest, did you?! Like ANYONE in their right MIND would right that!"

The sigh of relief from Ash and his friends was very audible, while Jessie and James turned around to glare at me. I smiled innocently before going back to reading.

"Seriously now. What's it about? And please, don't say that I go completely insane and kill all my friends" Ash said. It took me a moment to realize that he was being 100 percent serious, despite the joking tone he had. I snorted.

"No. It's a romance, not a horror"

"What kinda name is Tormented for a romance?" Meowth asked in confusion. I shrugged.

"It's because whenever you have feelings that have gone unsaid, feelings that you're terrfied will never be returned... It's awful. Like it's eating you from the inside, I guess. In other words, it torments you" I explained. Everyone who was in the row ahead of me, plus Violet and Meowth, turned and stared at me like I'd just said that I wanted to eat their most treasured pokemon.

"Something wrong?" I asked as I raised my eyebrow. They all shook their heads slowly and turned back to the front.

"We're here!" My mom declared, pulling into the parking lot of the hotel.

Tormented belongs to fanfic author, catwiththetattoo.