A Dream, A Destiny

A father and son

Ash POV

I didn't know that guilt messed with your sleep, but after the restless night I had, I was willing to bear witness on that.

It was a fact. I'd write a thesis on it if I had to. Subject- Trying to sleep when your head was pounding so hard it felt like a giant fist was squeezing your temples is a giant no-no.

And even though I knew that the headache had nothing to do with the Serena situation, it wasn't helping at all.

Morning sun rose from window outside as it brightens up the room, easier for me to know where I'm going since my room is a complete mess with clothes everywhere. I yawned tiredly by stretching my arms wide out, getting rid of the tiredness with a couple of cracks.

I dragged myself out of a single soft bed in less than 30 minutes before school started and went through my usual morning routine - hot shower, brushing teeth cleaned, get dressed in my casual clothing and stare at the mirror in bathroom, hoping that today would finally be the day that my raven hair would comb itself.

It wasn't.

But this morning, something was off. It wasn't just the headache. I'd been having these headaches on and off for a month now, so the pain was something I was almost used to.

It wasn't even the fact that I was ready for school exactly 5 minutes earlier than normal, even though it was something I was sure I wouldn't be repeating.

Nope, the 'off thing' was that no matter what I did, Serena's pale face swam in front of my hazel eyes, her voice ringing accusingly in both my ears.

I rubbed my tired goggly eyes, getting rid of the image. Yawning loud and secretly feeling like a tool. It was guilt, pure and simple.

Why hadn't I stopped Calem and Misty when it became obvious that they weren't just fooling around? Hell, why had I even joined in, insulting someone whose only crime was bringing me my homework?

Because you wanted to fit in, a small voice in the back of my head said mockingly. Almost like a evil devil was lurking in my shadows.

I scowled at my reflection, glaring at my angered face by gritting teeth, gripping the metal sink so hard my knuckles turned white. wanting to punch someone right now. 

"I don't need to fit in. I'm Ash Ketchum," I said out loud, shaking my raven hair from my eyes. They were long actually.

Precisely, the small voice crowed victoriously.

I knew exactly what my conscience was trying to tell me.

To tell you about myself. I'm Ash Ketchum the first, the only son of multimillionaire Giovanni Ketchum, and kantonion Delia Ketchum. My dad's wife.

Heir to a fortune so huge, nobody even wants to mention the amount of money I'll get when I turn 21, let alone when my dad dies and leaves all his money to me and my half sister, Leaf.

I'm a student at one of the most elite schools in Lumiose city and I have my own private limo and driver.

I've got unlimited credit, the pick of the hottest girls in the city and friends who are always ready to party with me.

And as that rich, supremely privileged person, I'm expected to act a certain way.

People take one look at me and expect me to be a idiot, spoilt boy, only interested in spending his dad's money. And so what do I do? Well, I prove them right. I act like a idiot, spoilt boy, and I spend my dad's money. And guess what?