Ya boy Guzma ~(Pokemon Guzma x Reader)~

Chapter 9-Mine

~~~In his room~~~

     You tried to back up, but he grabbed your arm pulling you closer to him. You started to breathe fast and he grins. The covers revealed him shirtless and only wearing shorts. You blushed and questions were flowing through your head. This isn't what I wanted. I want to be home. Back to the abuse, crying, everything. I can't live with him like this. I gotta do something. But what?  You got an idea and you took a deep breathe and looked at him with tears. His grin disappeared and turned into a worried face. He grabbed your shoulders and pulled you close to him. His warm chest filled you with love for him again. Instead of running away from him, how about I get on his good side? He might protect me from them. You looked up and saw him crying for some reason. You pulled away from the hug and wiped his tears away. He looks at you and holds your hands. 

     "Y/n I don't want you to leave. Please stay here with us, with me. I won't do a stunt like this ever again if you do stay," He sounded very sad and filled with disappointment in himself. He looked to your hands and held it tight. You started to think will he do this to you again? You held his hands tight and looked deep into his eyes. 

     "I will stay with you Guzma. But please don't do anything like this again, you really scared me," You looked to the side, where laid your bag with your Ralts and Skarmory. He hugged you, bringing you down to the bed, him on top of you. You hugged him back and when it broke, you kissed him gently on the lips. He was surprised and gave in seconds after. You sat up from the bed and he got a key from his nightstand and tried to unlock you from the bed. 

     "Y'know Y/n, if I done this to any other girl, they would run. Why didn't ya?" He asked. 

     "I told you I'm staying here. I'm not like other people Guzma," You replied. You heard a click and the ankle bracelet was free from your leg. Should I really tell him why I am here?  You took a deep breathe and before he left the room, you spoke. 

     "Wait Guzma! I want to tell you the truth, all of it. Of why I'm really here," You looked to the covers of the bed and he sat back down and listened very carefully. 

~~~Guzma's pov~~~

     After about a half hour passed by, she's done with her story. How she was abused, bullied, the hurt made me so mad during it all. She seemed so calm about talking about it though. When she was done, she pulled up her sleeves to show me her arm. I examined it carefully and I remembered the first day I grabbed that arm. It brought back my memories of when my dad had beat me. I sighed deeply and brought her into a hug. Tears broke from Y/n and sniffles too. I held her tighter and she stopped crying. 

     "Y/n if I ever find those bastards, ya boy Guzma will go all out on them. I can promise you that," I gave her a wink.

~~~Your pov~~~

     Those words sank into your chest and you tried to keep in your tears. Guzma wipe your tears away and smiled at you. 

     "C'mon we gotta sleep. Tomorrow, we're having guests," Guzma said. He started to lay down in the bed. 

     "Who are they Guzma?" You asked laying down, playing with his fluffy white hair. He pulled you closer to him. Your face sunk deep into his chest and he pet your head. 

     "Some old friends of mine. They might come in here to see what I've been collecting, but don't worry though. My boys will get you outta here so they won't question me," He said. Your eyes started to close and the last thing you hear is, "I love you Y/n".

~~~The Next Morning~~~

     You opened your eyes to see only yourself on the bed. You looked around to find Guzma, but he was nowhere to be found. Maybe he left already. You got up from the bed and changed your clothes. You put on a white hoodie with the Team Skull logo and some ripped navy blue jeans. You decided to put on you favorite f/c shoes. You looked to Guzma's throne and wondered many things. Is that sofa chair comfy?  You sat on it and decided to open his laptop. He had many tabs opened and there were two tabs that took out from the rest. One was a picture of many people on the beach. There was Guzma, some nerd guy wearing glasses, one guy looking like a pirate, a guy who looked like he never got sleep, one with some type of eyepatch, a man with big red fluffy hair, and one standing straight in a suit. Finally, there was a woman who had crazy looking blonde hair. They all looked so happy together. You smiled and went onto the next tab. The next tab wasn't so happy. It was a video that was captioned, 'Running Away With Her Mother's Ticket. None Of Them Seeming To Care'. You kept reading and it was all about you. Everything. There was a video and you clicked on it. 

     Reporter: So do you know where your child is now? Aren't you worried where she might be now?

     Mom: I'm actually very happy that she's gone and we have the house to ourselves. She left most of her s*** behind and we don't know what to do with it. 

     Dad: Well for the most part, she never belonged to begin with. She always rebelled and never listened. We're just glad that she found someone else to bother.

     You shut the laptop and your mom and dad's words were flowing in your head. She never belonged. We're so glad. Very happy that she's gone. You shook your head and there was a knock on the door. You got up from the throne and opened the door. There was Blake and Clyde panting and trying to breathe. 

     "Hey guys what's going on?" You said.

     "You...*pant*....need to....*pant* hide!" Clyde sounded very worried and they both bursted through the door. Blake grabbed your hand and pushed you in the wardrobe. Guzma's words clicked when he said that people were coming over today. Is it my parents? Oh no.

      They closed the doors on you, leaving you in the darkness. You heard many footsteps coming into the room. You could only peak and see Blake leaning on the wardrobe. Then people came and you never seen them before. Who are these people?

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