Chapter 2: Flight
From Misty’s POV
"Misty!"
I ran with voices ringing in my ears. I didn’t care. All I wanted was to get the
hell away before I embarrassed myself any further. I knew that I was crying. At
least no one else could see my tears. Right now I needed to be ALONE. It
doesn’t help that I’m leaving a party with at least 300 people, most of which
heard my outburst.
Ok, it
was stupid of me to scream it all out loud, but I was just so angry. Yeah, I
know everyone is always telling me that I have a short fuse. To tell the truth,
they’re right. Not that I’d ever admit it. Especially not to Ash. Ash… (sigh)
Ooops! You did not hear that!
So here
I am running away from the ball, like Cinderella. Only there's no happy ending,
no prince chasing me, nothing but lonely solitude. There's really only one
place to go. Back to the hotel. Looks like it's going to be a boring night,
just me and Togepi. Oh, crud, Ash is babysitting Togepi tonight. I do not want
to see him. He'll ask me why I'm back early, what happened at the ball, where's
Gary. But still, a Mother has her duties. I can't leave poor Togepi with Ash.
In
hindsight, I realize that I never should have agreed to go to the ball with
Gary. He always was a jerk, and I should have known that he wouldn’t change.
But I… It’s because of my sisters really. By the time they were my age they had
a dozen boyfriends. Each. I never have had a boyfriend, never have been kissed,
heck, this is the first time I’ve been asked on a date. So you see, I’ve always
dreamed of things like romance and True Love. But that’s all they were. Dreams.
My sisters were the outgoing ones, who went on dates and stuff. No guy had ever
shown interest in me. Ok, so Ash cares, but only as a friend. Probably nothing
more.
When
Gary asked me out, I was very surprised. I wanted to go to the ball, but I had
figured that my chances of actually getting a date were around zero. I was
flattered that a guy would actually be interested in me. Naturally, I accepted.
I did hesitate after all, Gary's record wasn't all that great. And he wasn't
exactly my first choice either. But I guess that the excitement of the moment,
his flattery, and my desire to go to the ball blinded me. I told my self that
this would probably be my only chance to go to the ball. After all, it's not
like Ash would ask me.
Ash.
Ok, I admit it, I've totally fallen for the kid. Ok, so he's only a year
younger than me, but in many respects he's still a kid at heart. Why do I like
him? It’s hard to explain really. Ok, he is cute, but that’s not the reason.
Part of it is because he’s so brave, kind, and noble. He’ll do anything to
help, others, even if he just met them. He never hesitates to put even his life
on the line. Like the time he jumped right in front of Team Rocket when they
tried to steal the flame of Moltress. My heart almost stopped from fear. Ok, so
I call him an idiot for doing stuff like that, but you’d be a little upset if
the guy you loved did something which was all but suicidal. I guess it’s also
how he actually cares about me. My sisters don’t. Ash never uses offensive
words against me. He always encourages me. He’s someone I can trust, who truly is
concerned about me as a person, not some quality or ability of mine.
That makes him and Togepi the only ones. Ok, Brock is my friend too, but he
doesn’t really care about me.
Who am
I kidding? Ash is well on his way to being a Pokemon Master. He’s saved the
world, for goodness sakes. He won the orange league at an age where most
trainers are still trying to get into the Kanto league tournaments. Heck, I’m
surprised he isn’t being chased by more than just Duplica and Melody. He
certainly can do a lot better than a not so pretty Cerulean tomboy.
I’m at
the point of decision. Do I go get Togepi, and face ash’s inevitable questions?
Or do I hide in my room? The elevator door opens, I have to decide.
What
choice is there? Misty Waterflower is not going to abandon her baby to another.
I ought to have them engrave that on my tombstone.
I reach
to knock, but it’s as though I’m frozen. I’m terrified, really. I almost leave.
But I can’t. I guess you can call it maternal instinct. I steel myself for the
inevitable as I knock.
Knock.
Nothing
Knock knock.
Nothing.
It
hit’s me then. This is Ash’s room. Ash told me he would be in May’s room
because it had a TV. Once again I feel the temptation to run and hide. But my
duties as a mother come first. So I return to the elevator
The
ride on the elevator seems like the longest in my life. I almost jump right
back in, but hesitate, and the door closes. No going back now. I find the door.
By now the voice which was telling me to leave was screaming, but I move
mechanically, without my mind telling my body what to. I raise my hand to
knock…
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