Geekchic + fourthwheel + wishful twerpish thankyou special! :D

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twerpish you were my first friend on wattpad that I didn't know before on bc thanks so much! :D

I lay on my bed, thinking. It's weird because I hardly ever think about anything anymore. It seems impossible, but if you do a lot and you do it quickly, you don't give much thought about anything except the task you're doing. Which is why having multiple jobs is my escape.

I'm a mechanic like my father, the gym leader of lumiose city gym, caretaker and babysitter for my sister, lecturer at the electric-type pokemon academy and sycamore's helper. It gives me less time for my thoughts to wander off into forbidden territory. Like the one I'm wandering into now.

Blue eyes. Pale, crystal blue eyes. Eyes I could see right through, and read her emotions like a book. The reason why I gave up on her, because I knew her heart belonged to Ash, even if he didn't accept it as his. I know he loves Misty too much to bother with Serena, the only thing I can't understand and empathise with.

Golden-brown hair, like honey under sunlight. Like caramel. I used to call her sugar, don't ask me why. She was so sweet and her hair was caramel and her eyes were like bubblegum and the way she looked at me- I don't even know how to talk around her, if she looks at me too long. Serena was one of the only things science can't explain- how she was so beautiful and sweet, and hard-hearted and cruel yet so lovable, all at the same time.

She used to be a sweet, happy girl, with her caramel hair glowing under the sun and her pale blue eyes seeing everything in the best way possible, baking pokepuffs for our pokemon and smiling. I wish she'd stayed that way.

It didn't take her long to change, to realise Ash still had a heart that belonged to him somewhere far, far away, in another region. She didn't understand how he couldn't love her, even though they'd been through so much together. But she knew Misty had been through more.

One night she came out of her room crying with blood on her dress and she ran into Ash's old room and collapsed in his bed. I peeked through the door and saw her, trying to gather what remained of his smell, and looking at old photographs. The next thing I knew she was gone and Bonnie was crying and everything had gone dark and deep and frightening. She lived her life in another region, never knowing how I felt about her or how I feel about her now.

I stepped out of the gray, murky land but my foot was stuck in, and my mind was filled with images of her and how she changed and left us all, until I felt an ice-cold touch on my shoulder.

Porcelain skin, almost transparent. No flowery scent that floated from her faded dress. She looked like she was in an old, faded photograph, but she still had her caramel hair and bubblegum eyes. Everything about her was beautiful and cold and dead at the same time. No sound of breath escaped from her lips, and there was no warmth in her hands.

Ghosts don't exist. Spirits don't exist. They can't be real. This can't be real.

"Don't lie." She reached her hand out to me, and I took it. It was icy cold and slender, like bone.

I wasn't going to say anything. My mouth was dry and hollow, with no air. I couldn't open it. It was locked like the box with her old dress and photographs in that I kept in my room.

"You miss me."

She had the key to unlock my box.

"I know."

"Bonnie misses me as well. She's living perfectly fine."

"Bonnie never thought about you the same way as I do."

"Ash never thought about me the same way either. I never found the man of my dreams in Sinnoh. Then my sister died and I hung myself."

"You shouldn't've."

"I know that now. The only reason I never found one was because I've already found him, only I didn't realise it."

"Ash doesn't love you."

"But you do."

"I know."

"That's why I came back, to see you. Clemont, I never really knew how I felt about you before... I realised too late."

I felt her hand slip from mine. I held onto it tight.

"When can I see you again?"

"Someday." She promised. "Someday we'll be together. And then we can live the dream we've always dreamt of."


A/N: Fourthwheel and wishful tomorro! :D

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