2 years. That's how long it'd been since the world lost Ash Ketchum. His death had wrecked his friends emotionally, especially May Maple. With Ash gone, May felt as if her life no longer had meaning. And the worst part is, she never got to tell him...
Authors Note: Well this is the last chapter... hope you enjoy!
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May's eyes began to flutter open as she started to awaken. She refused to open her eyes all the way as she was still tired, so she tried to instantly go back to sleep, having no sense of what was going on or what'd happened. But after a few seconds of tossing and turning on the not so soft surface, she decided that she should just get up as she just couldn't find it in herself to go back to sleep at the moment.
May proceeded to open her eyes, noticing immediately that she was outside, in the middle of her backyard. She was confused for a moment until the memory of everything that'd happened the night before came rushing back to her.
Immediately, her heart sunk as she frantically looked around for Ash, even despite knowing in her heart that she wouldn't find him. After a few moments, her eyes stopped on something that laid on the blanket, just next to her person. It was Ash's half of the Terracotta ribbon, which'd been in Ash's pocket the night before.
Instantly, the waterworks began. May reached forward and picked up the ribbon with a shaky hand before wrapping a fist around it and holding it by her heart. She knew that Ash would no longer be there by sunrise but now that he was actually gone, the pain was more intense than ever.
Though despite the horrible sadness she was feeling, May was still immensely happy that she got to spend one final night with Ash. She'd finally got to tell him that she loved him, and he actually returned her feelings. She got to be with the man of her dreams, romantically and otherwise, for one more night.
The best night of her life.
But now, she was facing the opposite...one of the worst mornings of her life.
May felt somewhat similarly to how she'd felt on the day of Ash's funeral. After getting to see Ash again, she'd become addicted to his presence much like she had when they were together before his passing. She wanted nothing more than to spend every second of her life with him, and knowing that she would never get the chance to do that was killing her.
But apparently, her greatest desire just wasn't in the cards. May was beginning to believe that she was just destined to be alone...
Through her tears, May realized that it was still early in the morning, maybe somewhere around 9:00- 9:30 am if she had to guess based on where the sun was. She also remembered that it was now officially the 25th, Christmas day.
But despite the holiday, May felt anything but merry at the moment. The only thing May planned on doing was curling up into a ball on her bed and crying until she eventually fell asleep. And then, she would do the same the next day. And sh knew full well that this routine could go on for many more days to come.
With this in mind, May managed to slow her tears and stand up. Not even bothering to take in the large blanket inside with her, May trudged toward the door.
