Ages
–
Ash
– 14
Misty
– 14
Brock
–17
Sarah
– 13
P.S.
Brit Brit, you have one smart sister! =)
Then and Now
~ part 7: Truth or deseption? ~
Ash walked to the
computer and groaned. To her grave Misty would tease him endlessly and never
let him forget what he did to her, her excuse was “So you won’t do it to other
nice girls like me, again!” Ash sighed, placed his fingers on the keyboard, and
began typing his answer to Misty’s question.
~~~
“What’s your name?”
Misty asked once again.
I
began to sweat. What was I supposed to tell her? It’s me Misty you moron! Don’t
go telling strangers your life story! Uh, or how about, Hey misty! It’s me!
That stupid jerk! Hm, actually, that didn’t sound to bad, next to lying about
it, of course…
“I
asked, ‘who are you’?” She began to stand up, while I backed away.
“Uh,
I should tell you something,” I started. I didn’t even bother to hide my voice.
I
could almost feel Misty’s eyes widen and her stifled gasp, even if I could see
or hear her through my own beating heart.
“Maybe
now may not be the right time to tell you this,” I looked at her again, it was
becoming more clearer to her as my voice became more distinct.
I
sighed. “What am I saying? It’s better for me to tell you now, while I know I’m
a big fat jerk.” I personally thought that that should have kept me alive a
little longer, do you know ho whard it is for a guy to admit he’s a jerk?
*Sigh*
“I’m
sorry Misty! Really I am! I was an idiot to forget about you.” I put my hand
behind my head nervously scratching some unknown area that was supposedly
itchy. “Actually, you always said I had a bad memory,” My face became more
serious. I saw her stand still for a moment. Probably deciding whether or not
to bolt, or to stay and listen to my apology and clobber me when I’m done.
“Well,
in all seriousness, nothing excusses me from forgetting you like I did.” I
pause for a moment making sure she was still there. “To answer your question,
I’m that stupid idiotic jerk that left you.”
I
watched her stand there for a second then glare hard at me. He face moved just
right into the moonlight to that have of her face was dark while the other half
glistened in the moonlight. I could see her eyes, those beautiful aqua-green
eyes overflow with tears onto her already tear stained cheek. That alone, that
look, knowing that I caused her so much pain, and she had just poured out her
heart to me, was punishment enough for me, (of course, not enough for Misty)
The question was, did I return that same sentiment? Did I really love Misty?
“How
could you?” I heard a lot of emotions in that voice. Pain, hate, anger, love,
and hurt beyond compare. I bit my lip and shut my eyes, trying to hide her tear
stained face.
“You
just stood there and let me ramble on like an idiot!” She stormed up to me
looking like she was ready to hit me, I braced for impact, though it never
came. I looked at her, big mistake! She just looked ta me with those eyes.
Those eyes that held so much beauty and emotion, those eyes that made me melt.
She looked ready to slap me, but suddenly she pulled back from me and ran away.
~~~~~
Ash stood in front of his computer. He had remembered that night as
clear as a bell. He had hurt Misty beyond he ever thought possible, of course
he had been the immature 14-year-old teen then, but all those times he and
Brock had been ready to kill anyone that hurt her (As brothers and best friends
at the time) This time, it was his turn to get the pain. Ash just felt like
calling Misty on the phone right then and apologizing to her for the hundredth
thousandth time. He silently got up from the computer and left the room.
~
So…
is it ok? I hop so! I know it’s short, but I want to know what you peoples
think of it! Plus, I was wondering what do YOU think Ash should do to redeem
himself? Remember, only one day then the tornament! *Gasp* Ash better hurry!
And so had you peoples!
~Smile
Jesus loves you!