Hi all! This is not related tov Pokespe. It's Kishibe from Inazuma Eleven x Reader and is dedicated to bellalidashi11! Hope you feel better bellalidashi! She's an awesome writer so check out some of her work. I don't own the picture. Enjoy! This is in your POV.
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Another slit. Another drop of blood. Another laugh escapes my mouth. The world is such a miserable place. If only I could just leave. Another slit. Another drop of blood.
"Dear?" The sickening voice of my mother calls.
"Come down here please?" Oh great. Another eternity of torcher over nothing. If only mom could br more calm and sain....If only he would come. That boy who I love. Kishibe. He is honest, kind, cute and everything any girl could want. But I'm nothing any boy would want.
I wrap my arm up in bandages and carefully step down the stairs.
"Yes mom?" I ask.
"YOU! HOW DARE YOU SHOW YOUR PATHETIC FACE TO ME!" My mom screamed.
"But... you called me down." I replied. My mom was getting even more crazy.
"NO EXCUSES FOR SUCH A NUISANCE LIKE YOU. YOU SHOULD DISAPPEAR FROM THIS WORLD!" Tears drip from my face. Why is this happening. My mother grabs a knife and raises it, ready to hurt me, or worse kill me.
I turn around and run towards the door and try opening it, but it's locked. Great. Mom's idea of locking the door to keep me in is actually working.
"You're not getting away my sweet baby." Knock knock knock. What was that? Knock knock knock.
My mom peeked through the peephole.
"What's this? A cute friend? And it's a boy. Looks like you'll have to wait. Go hide and don't make a fool of me," my mom ordered. I went behind a wall.
"Hello, who are y-" I hear a smack followed by a thud. I carefully look over and notice my mom on the floor, a soccerball and a purple-haired boy standing nearby.
"(Y/N)!" Kishibe runs up to me.
"Are you okay?" he asks. I'm still in shock of what just happened, but I manage to nod.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
"I heard rumors about you being abused by your mom. I thought I would check to see if it was real," Kishibe turns towards my unconscious mom, "Never knew it would be this bad." He turns back and hugs me.
"I'm so glad your ok," he whispers.
"But... why do you care?" I ask. Kishibe lets go, looks me in the eye, and says,
"Because I like you."
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Pokemon Shipping
RomanceMy first fanfic in the history of my life. This will be a book with shiping storoes from Pokemon, mostly the manga. Enjoy!
