Broken Inside 2 : Broken Trust | Ash x Reader

10 》 Finding Out

《• (Y/N)'s POV •》

Days eventually passed by, and I still have nowhere to go. I'm still stuck in this dark, creepy forest, living of from the fruits that grow here. Guess I'm lucky..

Right now, I'm exploring the forest a bit more, and I found myself starting to get more and more tired. It's been about and hour since I started to walk, and even though the leaves are thick, the sun still manages to get through and burn my skin with its heat. I wiped off the sweat from my forehead, licking my dry lips.

Legs tired, I held onto a tree beside me for support; luckily for me, there were no insects, for I cannot stand them at all. I leaned onto the tree and rested a bit, closing my eyes and sighing with relief as a cold wind passed by, defeating the heat.

"That's better," I muttered to myself, slowly sliding down the tree to sit.

I sighed again, this time, not by relief, but by sadness. Sadness of getting betrayed. Sadness of losing my only true friends in this world.

Sadness of being left out again.

When I first came here at Kalos Region, all I ever expected was to be ignored again. And, I was right, for a couple hours. When I entered Lumiose City, I was so scared, always thinking that people were laughing or judging me. I was so scared to be different. For a few hours, people still ignored me, and I swear I heard someone whispering that I was weird.

Well, it was true.

The trip to Kalos was just as I expected.

Until the second I stepped foot inside that PokeCenter. When I entered that building, everything completely changed. I met true friends there, and had a lot of fun. We were always there for each other, and when I'd cry, I wouldn't have to do it silently, I'd actually have a shoulder to lean on and release all my emotions into. I was so happy - I knew I could trust them.

Ever since then, we became inseparable.

That was until March 21, 1995.

The day that all our trust and love shattered like tiny pieces of broken glass.

I was close to crying when I heard a familar voice whisper, "(Y/N),"

My head shot up, heart pounding. Cautiously, I stood up, slowly, so I won't make that much noise, and looked around. There was no one there.

Am I going insane?

Wait-

There, right in front of me, stood an abandoned building. Its windows were shattered, pieces of it lying on the ground, and some plants growing out of it. Vines snaked around the entire building, some short, while others were reaching the ground that was filled with moss. I sucked in a breath, then looked behind me. No one's here. It's just me.. and an abandoned building.

I proceed to step forward, still scared about that voice that called me. It was so familar, yet I couldn't quite place it. Then, as I took another step, the voice spoke again, hoarse and dry, yet evil and cold.

"(Y/N).."

I stopped.

"(Y/N).. my dear, dear, (Y/N).. look at what you did to you own mother.."

My eyes widened, and I searched desperately for the voice. My heart was pounding, my hands were shaking and cold, and I was freaking out.

Then, when I looked behind me to look if someone was there, I saw a woman wearing a dirty white dress, and her long hair sticking up everywhere. She smiled sickeninlgy sweet at me, a smile that was so familar, and I gulped, beads of sweat falling down from my forehead.

I couldn't move, I couldn't talk, I couldn't breath.

My eyed traveled to her right hand, where a bloody knife lay. Suddenly, I saw myself, younger, and I was fighting with my mom, the same knife in her hands.

I couldn't breath.

My mom - my own mother - was about to kill me. Kill me. She was about to kill her own daughter.

I couldn't breath.

The last thing I heard before everything darknened was her cold laughter, and then I fell to the ground, unconsious.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hello, my dear readers!

Next week, I will be start updating every Thursday and Saturday. This will serve as my new schedule for this book.

~meiyla❤