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A/N: Here’s chapter 2! Kinda got the title from that song from Evanescence (awesome 
song by the way). Hope you all like and please review. Thanks!

Chapter 2- My Immortal

The sun shone brightly through the window of the spacious two bedroom apartment. 
People outside were caught up in the normal hustle and bustle of life, while college 
students loitered about, glad that midterms were over and that spring break had begun. 
The flow of life in the small seaside town of Calysto Bay was busy, but at the same time, 
helped to relax even the busiest of people. 

Meanwhile, Alex Lee was rummaging through her roommate’s drawers piling clothes in 
a small stack on her nearby bed. 

“Hey Mist, where’s your red top? I think I’m going to wear it to that party tomorrow 
night,” yelled Alex as she continued going through her friend’s drawers.

“Top left corner of the drawer on the left,” came a voice from the other room.

‘Oops…’ laughed Alex as she realized her mistake. She put away the stacks of clothing 
into its’ respective drawer and proceeded to search the correct drawer for her friend’s top. 

Humming to herself, she thought about how she was going to do her make-up and hair 
for the party, knowing that Jason was going to be there. She had liked him since she 
started college at Pokemon Tech University, but was under no illusions when it came to 
his feelings. Alex was well aware that Jason had tried to pursue Misty since they had met, 
but Misty found no interest in him other than a good friend.

‘Come to think of it, Misty doesn’t really seem to be all that interested in any of the guys 
here. I wonder why,’ Alex thought to herself as she continued to rummage through the 
drawer.

Relieved that Misty had not had any feelings towards Jason gave Alex the hope that she 
actually stood a chance with him. Alex had kept her feelings under wraps, but, 
unbeknownst to her, Misty was not thick and knew of her friend’s crush.

Finding the top successfully, Alex smiled to herself, glad that her and Misty were the 
same size. She had never had a sister, only a younger brother, and considered Misty the 
sister she never had.

Pulling the top from the drawer, she heard a light clank as two metal objects appeared out 
from underneath the top. Curiosity eating away at her, she picked up the objects and 
noticed that one of them was a framed photo. She examined it for a moment before 
smiling to herself.

‘Wow…this is Misty? She looks so different,’ thought Alex, referring to Misty’s change 
of hair color. Back then, it had been shorter and a vibrant orange in color. Now, it was 
significantly longer and a beautiful shade of auburn, to which Alex was very jealous. She 
had always believed that Misty was a natural beauty and that she needed no amounts of 
make-up to improve upon her looks. It was a surprise that she didn’t have a boyfriend or 
significant other by now. 

“Did you find my top?” asked Misty as she walked into the room. She stopped short 
when she saw what Alex was holding in her hands.

Standing, ashamed that she had invaded her friend’s privacy, Alex quickly racked her 
brain for an excuse, but found none.

“Oh my god Misty, I’m so sorry. I had no right to look through your stuff. I’m so stupid, 
oh my gosh,” she ranted, unsure of how Misty would react.

“Alex, Alex, it’s okay,” Misty soothed softly, “Don’t worry about it.”

Misty saw the red top laying on the bed and smiled at her friend. 

“I see you found my top,” she laughed.

“Uh…yeah,” was all that Alex could muster after being caught red-handed. She handed 
the photo to Misty and smiled sheepishly, “Is this you?”

Misty took the photo from her friend and nodded, a sad smile dominating her delicate 
face.

“This is me seven years ago,” Misty sighed.

“I almost didn’t recognize you. Your hair is a different color than it is now,” commented 
Alex.

“Yeah, I dyed it a couple of weeks after this was taken,” she explained moving towards 
Alex and showing her the photo.

Alex nodded in understanding and, remembering that she had the other metal object in 
her hand, gave it to Misty. She accepted it with a sad sigh and examined the cursive on 
the bracelet, remembering the day she had given it to him…the last time she had ever 
held him in her arms before….

A silent tear found its way down Misty’s face as she turned to wipe it away.

“I gave this to him before he left,” she said simply, showing the gift to a confused Alex.

“Him?” asked Alex, cocking her head to one side, obviously lost in confusion. 

Misty simply nodded caressing the bracelet that had once been around his wrist, but, for 
some unknown reason, had been found inside his jacket the night of the rockslide. Misty 
never did figure out that mystery, but, all the same, was just happy to have the object 
back in her possession. She had given him the bracelet the same day he had given her the 
locket that she wore everyday and cherished more than life itself. She gave her treasure a 
light squeeze as if squeezing it would bring Ash back to her. She tried desperately to 
remember his touch against her skin and how he always made her feel safe and protected. 
His arms had been so strong then, but now, Misty knew, she would never be able to run 
into his arms again and feel his strong embrace encircle her small frame. 
 
Sighing subconsciously, Misty handed the framed photo back to Alex for her to examine 
once more. The picture had been simple; Misty was apparently standing in front of what 
seemed to be someone’s house with her arms lovingly around the man next to her. Alex 
stared at the young man who had deep, chocolate brown eyes and a smile that seemed to 
radiate his very being. They had obviously been in love at one point or another, but what 
had happened to make Misty tear up?

Alex placed a comforting hand on her friend’s shoulder, not wanting to ask the next 
question that was eating at her brain. 

“What happened between you two?” Alex asked quietly, expecting something along the 
lines of a breakup or a heated argument, but found much more than she bargained for. 

Misty simply stared at the photo, unable to tear her eyes away from his. Those eyes had 
once made her melt on the spot, causing her heart to do flip-flops, but now they were a 
dreadful reminder of what had happened all those years ago to the boy she had always 
loved and could never forget.

“The rockslide…” was all Misty uttered before more tears had started to roll down her 
once vibrant face.

A small gasp escaped Alex’s lips as she remembered the many lives that had been lost in 
the infamous rockslide so many years ago. It had been all over the news for weeks, but 
Alex knew first hand of the destruction it had caused her on a personal level. Her kid 
brother had been caught in the rockslide and had barely made it out with his life, thanks 
to the help of one good samaritan. Alex, however, was never able to thank the man that 
had saved her brother’s life for he had perished in the depths of the rockslide to save the 
life of another; and for that, she would be eternally grateful to him. She also had never 
told anyone, even Misty, about the ordeal and kept it to herself, knowing that she should 
keep the privacy of her family safe. 

“Come on Mist…there was nothing you could do for him,” soothed Alex, trying to 
understand the severity of Misty’s ordeal.

Misty simply shook her head in response, knowing all too well that Ash’s untimely death 
could have been prevented. Misty had been beating herself up for Ash’s death for far too 
long and she refused to let it overtake her life. She knew that if Ash were still alive, he 
would not want her to blame herself, instead, move on and continue to love those around 
her. 

Alex, meanwhile, stole another glance at the photo that had once depicted Misty’s youth 
and vivacity. Sighing, she noticed the ring on the young man’s finger and brought the 
photo closer to her face for examination. Though she could not see it clearly, she could 
tell that there was an inscription around the band. The only thing that she could make out 
was a small heart engraved on the side along with some Japanese symbol that she 
couldn’t quite depict.

“A gift from you I’m guessing?” asked Alex, pointing to the ring around Ash’s finger.

“Yeah, I gave that to him for his birthday one year,” she sniffled, not wanting to have a 
break down like the previous night.

Alex, realizing that her friend had been put through enough, decided to cease the 
questions and remain silent. Although one last question was still bothering her she 
decided that it was not worth seeing her friend in such a state. Gathering her composure 
she stood up, preparing to leave her friend with some alone time, until Misty held her 
back. Alex, confused, knelt down beside her friend and gave her a questioning look. 
Misty turned the frame around to reveal a small folded up piece of paper that seemed to 
have better days and removed it from its’ place. She handed the letter to Alex to read.

 ‘Dear Misty,

Hey there, sweetie. How are you doing? By the time you receive this, I’ll probably be 
back in your arms again, holding you, and declaring bold declarations of love. Anyway, I 
couldn’t sleep much, so I decided to write to you. I know it probably could have waited 
until I got home, but I just needed to tell you how much you mean to me. Misty, you are 
my everything, I’m nothing without you by my side. I feel like I need you in order to 
continue living my life like I want it. Our future means everything to me and I hope you 
feel the same. Love makes you do strange things sometimes, but I’ve never regretted any 
of it. Women can make even the strongest of men kneel down on one knee…all this 
because of love. I guess what I’m trying to say is that…guys like me find it hard to take 
that extra step forward, no matter how hard they want to, they find they can’t. We’re 
afraid of rejection because it could mean eternal heartbreak forever. Listen to me ramble 
on and on about nothing. Well, I guess I’ll wrap this up. Remember that I will always be 
with you, even if I’m not physically there. I will never leave you, I promise. I love you 
with all my heart. 

Love, Ash’

Upon finishing the letter, Alex brought a hand to her mouth. Ash…where had she heard 
that name before? In any case, she would figure that out later. What mattered were the 
hints in the letter that this young man was trying to express to Misty. Alex sighed in 
understanding, knowing what the hints to the letter would have led to.

‘He was thinking of proposing to her,’ she thought, unaware if Misty knew this vital 
piece of information. 

“Al…” whispered Misty, sensing her friend’s discomfort, “I would have said yes too.”

Knowing what she meant, Alex encircled her friend in a tight embrace allowing Misty to 
cry buckets of tears into her friend’s shoulder. 

“I-I would have said yes to him,” she sobbed, “I…we…I loved him so much…”

“Shh…it’s okay Mist, let it all out,” soothed Alex, rubbing her friend’s back in a vain 
attempt to calm her.

“I willed myself all these years to be strong…for him…because of my love for him, but 
I’m not sure I remember how to be the person I once was when I was with him,” she 
whispered tearfully, “I miss being that person…and I miss Ash.”

“Mist, from the sounds of this guy, it seemed like he loved you with all his heart, but you 
can’t let his death lead you astray for the rest of your life. Would he have wanted that?” 
Alex asked, not wanting to bring up the part about the proposal.

“No, he wouldn’t,” Misty smiled, remembering what Ash would have done had she 
subjected herself to a life of depression, “He would have been upset with me 
and…disappointed that his death caused me so much grief where I couldn’t lead my life.”

“Yeah…I’m sure you’re absolutely right!” Alex prodded, beaming a smile at her, “I’m 
sure he’s smiling at you right now thinking about how much more beautiful you have 
become.”

“Or about how many pokemon I have accumulated since I last saw him,” Misty laughed, 
recalling Ash’s fondness of all pokemon.

Alex laughed along with her friend, acknowledging that Misty had just taken the first 
steps towards recovery. Happy to see her friend act more like herself again, she stood up.

“I’ll tell you what we’ll do today,” smiled Alex, “We’re going to go have lunch with the 
guys and then spend the day at the spa, prepping ourselves for tomorrow’s party. I think 
we both deserve people to be waiting on us hand and foot, what about you?”

Misty laughed, “I think that’s a great idea! I need some time to relax and enjoy the spring 
break. I didn’t realize what a toll midterms took on me, but going to the spa and the party 
seem like just the ticket.”

“Great, it’s settled then! Get dressed and we’ll head out to wherever you want to eat. My 
treat,” said Alex, grabbing her purse in anticipation of the day ahead of them.

“Oh, in that case!” laughed Misty, “How about Chez Pierre’s?”

“The most expensive place in Calysto? Genuine Mist…very genuine,” laughed Alex.

“I’m only kidding, the deli is fine with me, only if we can eat outside,” Misty pointed out, 
“I want to watch the surf on the beach.”

“The deli it is then, we’ll leave in about 10 minutes, so get ready quick. I’m starved!” 
exclaimed Alex, holding her stomach in mock pain. Alex had started to walk away when 
the sound of Misty’s voice caused her to stop.

“Alex…thank you…for always being there for me when I needed to be cheered up,” 
sighed Misty, “I can’t thank you enough for what you’ve done for me.”

“That’s what friends are for,” she said, smiling before leaving her friend alone with her 
thoughts.

Misty sighed once more, her gaze, falling back to that of the bracelet and the photo. 
Placing the photo on her nightstand and the bracelet back in its original place in her 
drawer, Misty sighed once more, now realizing more than ever, how much she had 
missed Ash’s presence. Though he was gone, she was sure she could feel him around her, 
his presence bringing nothing but solace to her broken heart.

“I never realized until now how much I truly missed you…” she said to no one in 
particular, “But I’ll try, for both of our sakes, to move on…for you.”

A/N: And there ends chappy 2! Sorry it took so long to get it out. I honestly had most of 
it written up and just needed like a sentence or two more. Just me being lazy! Anyways, 
please review and AAML forever!