Anywho...This is a mistyxash "one shot" but um... this so call "one shot" is a long "one shot" so me is gonna divide it up into 3 maybe 4 parts (or 2) cuz its not suppose to a chapter story. Also the title...well I couldn't think up of a good one so yea...Anyways me hope you enjoy part I of my "one shot" so have fun!
The trees are swaying with the cool soft breeze and the sky, a pretty light blue. No puffy clouds in sight.
Swablus are chirping a sugary melody in a near by birch and our pokemon are playing around the berry bush.
Must be tag I guess.
Everyone went to gather firewood for lunch except Ash, Max, and I.
Every time I say or think of his name it floats and dance like the song the Swablus tweet.
I’m helping to set the bowls; Brock might cook some stew I suppose. Ash is aiding me and smart little Max is having fun with the pokemon.
He’s too busy to eavesdrop so now’s my chance, my chance to say how I feel even if it does ruin our friendship.
I need to know, I can’t bottle up these passions I have for him forever. I’m desperate to know.
I stuttered it out and he turn to glimpse at me.
Don’t let it go, don’t let this chance go…
“Ash…we need to talk…”
And that was it, one of my daydreams of confronting Ash about how much I loved him.
But this dream I call it, will never…no…maybe come true.
For years I’ve been scared to tell him.
Tell him the truth. I couldn’t live on lying.
But the courage I was expecting to come, to come and help me, never came at all, and still, I am waiting.
Then…that one day…when we had to split…I became terrified…afraid. My heart sank in despairs and I became fragile…weak…yet worst…alone and hopeless.
When will this courage…this bravery…will come to help me?
I had to cry and think things over again and again while my heart gradually break into tiny pieces.
While I slowly die in a heartbreaking sob.
Yes…it felt like death…like hell.
“I don’t want to die alone” I choked to myself “I don’t want to be with out you”
I sob the words and letters I kept dearly within me. I couldn’t help it. They flew right out of me just like my cheeky little soul was doing. Flying away along with my confidence, strength, and happiness. Everything that made me survived life was gone.
Until his smile…
Until his smile brought back the life in me…
That beautiful, rainbow, wonderful life…
I remember it felt great yet it could’ve felt like magic with a sweet ending embrace. But mushy stuff and Ash doesn’t go together.
I love him the way he is and I’ll always love him. He’ll always be my prince, my fairytale, my happy ending.
My hero, who just saved me from a grudge death and reminded me hope is still there. Reminded me courage is still there to help me.
To be continued...
Well there ya go! Hope ya enjoy it!