Thanks to Togepretty I know that my e-mail address doesn’t work. I mailed it again and I hope it’s good now. Just to be sure here it is: marcozijlmans@hotmail.com. So hope you will enjoy the story and be able to review it.

A/N: I did some swearing in this chap and will continue with it. It’s not like it doesn’t happen at school anyway.

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Part three

“I-I don’t know what to say. Misty stutters. “Say you love me back Mist? Please. Damn that squinty-eyed woman stealer. I thought I was the only one who could call her that. He knew I was gonna tell her really soon. But then again that was nearly a half year ago and I still act like a jerk towards her. Then I heard something, they were gonna talk again. I listened back to their conversation again.

“I really like you as a friend Brock but I don’t think I could love you. In your face Brock na na na na na na na! “Mist if its Ash that is holding you back I already told you he hates you! Brock shouts. I really can’t believe that guy. First he’s trying to make her love him with some small talk. And when that doesn’t work he tries to make ME look BAD! I feel like jumping up and then strangling him. But that would make Misty feel betrayed and she would never trust me with anything again. Why Brock? I thought we were best friends. You should’ve told me you were in love with Misty to. I would have left you two alone.

He really is like a no good piece of shit now, loving his best friends love, telling Misty I hate her while he knows it is the opposite and not even showing any kind of guilt, the bastard is even turning my words around! I should beat him up that is what I should do! When I got myself under control again I turned back to their conversation to hear what she would say next.

“Brock your right if he hates me then there is no need for me to keep going after him. Brock grinned and bent down. He kissed her full on the lips. I was burning up with rage I clenched my fist and pounded on the forest floor imagining it was Brock’s face.

Hey, I actually should be happy for them not frenching yet. I thought sarcastically. But I was so mad at that moment that my thoughts weren’t rational.

*********************End flashback******************************************

So here I am now running to the campsite because they are walking back to. Cuddled in each other’s arms. Something I will never experience because I will never love again. And when I come back I jump in sleeping bag and grab Pikachu and act like I’m asleep…….

To be continued?

If you want me to continue this I should have at least five reviews. Please I need it to pump up my precious ego! Note: if I continue this, this will be the last short chapter!!