Chapter 52
<strong>CHAPTER 52</strong><span style="font-weight:400">
<em><span style="font-weight:400">I ran through the power nt as fast as I could. How had I even gotten here? My legs felt sluggish. Slow, and unresponsive, like I was wading through water, but I kept going. Every corner I turned, she was there, waiting with a gleeful smile.</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">Mars.</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">She was everywhere, her knife in hand and Dusknoir at her side. She shed her de at me, cutting across my face despite me not being near her. I screamed and felt at my face. The pain was unbearable. My hand was slick with warm blood. Marszily approached me, skipping across the floor like a little girl.</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">“I told you, didn’t I? That I would find you again,” She said, beforeughing wildly.</em>
<em><span style="font-weight:400">I spoke, but no words came out of my mouth. She gripped her knife tighter and stabbed me, over and over and over and over and over—</em>
<span style="font-weight:400">I jolted awake with a shriek, clutching at my abdomen. Frillish was floating above, watching me with intense worry. I groaned and sat at the edge of the bed, wiping sweat off my body.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Fuck… that was… <em><span style="font-weight:400">Arceus</em><span style="font-weight:400">.”<span style="font-weight:400">
<span style="font-weight:400">The pain had felt so <em><span style="font-weight:400">real</em><span style="font-weight:400">. Even now, my body throbbed where I had been stabbed in the nightmare. It was our first night at the outpost’s Pokemon Center, and I had decided enough was enough. Cynthia told me that I needed to not get too dependent on Togetic’s power, and when the Champion gave you advice about something, you <em><span style="font-weight:400">listened</em><span style="font-weight:400">. That didn’t mean that she wasn’t sleeping with me, though.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Prrri…” Togetic cried out with a sad look on her face. I grimaced. Seeing her sad was like someone was crushing my heart. Elekid got off from the wall he leaned on to sleep, and called out reassuringly, while Tang looked up at me with his vast googly eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry guys, I must have woken you all up,” I said. “I… I need a shower.”<span style="font-weight:400">
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<span style="font-weight:400">I closed the bathroom door and stared at myself in the mirror, taking deep breaths to calm my beating heart. This was incredibly discouraging. It was as if I had made no progress at all, and I was back to step one, except the nightmares about Golbat were now reced with Mars and Dusknoir. I shivered when the image of the ghost shed in my mind.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No point thinking about it, I’ll just scare myself some more,” I told myself, gripping the counter until my knuckles turned white. “Mars is gone… I’ll never see her again. I’ll <em><span style="font-weight:400">never</em><span style="font-weight:400"> see her.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I swallowed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s shower.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I took a while to wash myself. The warmth of the water just felt tooforting on my skin after spending so long in Eterna forest. Getting out, I realized I had forgotten to grab a change of clothes. I groaned and ced a hand on my heart as I left the bathroom. Still needed to work on that. I felt the door hit something, after which I quickly heard Elekid bark out an order. When I opened the door again, my Pokemon were back in their original positions, acting as if nothing happened.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Were you guys trying to spy on me?” I asked. Elekidughed and let out a noise I had learned to recognize as no. Togetic hid behind Frillish, who turned awkwardly, avoiding my eyes. “Hey, angel,” I smiled at Tang. “Were they trying to spy on me?” I asked again.
<span style="font-weight:400">The grass type extended his vines and touched my ankles. He was a bit odd, but then again, so was every member of my team, and I liked that about them. I still was nowhere near understanding how hemunicated, though. He seemed to be non-verbal, instead preferring to use his vines to talk, or at least I had never heard him speak. Not a single sound.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Thanks for worrying about me,” I said softly to my team.
<span style="font-weight:400">I grabbed a set of clothes and spent the rest of the early morning browsing the inte. There was a lot I had missed, and I desperately wanted to catch up on anything trainer rted. Apparently, some people had four badges already, but they were all people that had been trainers for years, like Craig Goodwill, the guy with the Smence I had seen on television the day dad talked to me about leaving for Littleroot. Experienced trainers like him already had their flying licenses, so they could just fly around on their Pokemon and zip through the region like it was nothing. The most badges first-year trainers like us had were two. I felt a pang of worry at the notion that I was falling behind before remembering that the vast majority of trainers still had zero badges. Plus, the Circuit wasn’t a race. As long as I had the eight badges by the end, I’d be fine.
<span style="font-weight:400">Apparently, my megathread had picked up a little bit of steam too. I really didn’t like reading it because of the toxicity it tended to garner, but the most recent messages since it hade out that I was one of team Gctic’s victims had been mostly supportive. Then, people discovered I was traveling with Cece and her group, which put even <em><span style="font-weight:400">more</em><span style="font-weight:400"> attention on me. My performance at the Floaroma tournament was making rounds too. I blew a raspberry before turning my Poketch off. My name was starting to get big, and it’d get bigger if I kept doing good in the Circuit. People were starting to look me up and theorize about how an apparent nobody like me managed to be friends with billionaires.
<span style="font-weight:400">How annoying.
<span style="font-weight:400">Elekid touched my leg.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What is it?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Kid!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, hon, no run today. My shoulder still hurts,” I told him. He looked down sadly.
<span style="font-weight:400">Elekid missed our runs, and I did too. The doctor I saw yesterday told me to take it easy and not move around too much though, because it caused too much friction on the wound. Cece’s arm was in okay shape, and she would just have to keep an eye on it as the Paras’ bites healed. Emilia’s leg would be fine, but right now, she needed a lot of rest, painkillers, and antibiotics, which meant that we would stay here for a little bit.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, I can’t move too much, but there’s no use staying in my room all day,” I told my team. I fed all of them some berries I had bought the day before— except for Tang.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Alright, guys, I’ll get you out of the ballter,” I said as I recalled them. Soon enough, we’d have to start our regr training back, but they deserved a break after everything we had gone through. I stared at angel. “You’re with me this morning,” I told him. He tilted his body and stared. “Don’t worry, I’m not making you fight yet or anything,” I continued, trying to guess what he was thinking. “I just want to hang out, just you and me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">It was still early morning, meaning only Cece would be up. My heartbeat quickened when I thought of her. Would it be fine to just go find her? It was 6:23 am, so knowing her, she’d be training her team somewhere. I felt Tang’s vines caress my back as another one tapped the door handle.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, sorry,” I said, snapping out of my crush-induced freeze. “Let’s go.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tang followed me as I walked through the Center’s empty halls. I was probably luckier than the average trainer when it came to building my team. Aside from Frillish, no one had given me any difficulties yet, and Elekid sought <em><span style="font-weight:400">me </em><span style="font-weight:400">out. I ced my hand over his ball. I still didn’t know how he could sense ghosts so <em><span style="font-weight:400">well</em><span style="font-weight:400">, but I sure wanted to find out. I walked out of the Center and looked into Tang’s eyes. He squinted slightly and shook himself.
<span style="font-weight:400">I tapped my chin, looking at the sky. It was an overcast morning, and the sun was just starting to rise, peaking over Mount Cor to the east. “Are you sad that there’s no sun?” I asked. The grass type blinked twice.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Does that mean yes?” I asked again.
<span style="font-weight:400">Tang blinked twice. Again.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m just going to assume that means yes, then.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I kept walking through the outpost, looking for nothing in particr, and certainly <em><span style="font-weight:400">not </em><span style="font-weight:400">for Cece. I totally didn’t want to run into her or anything, but it wouldn’t bother me if I did. I spent the next hour trying to learn Tang’s quirks. I had neglected him in the forest, and I wanted to remedy that. Right now, I was crouched, and he was feeling the individual creases in my palms.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Angel, that tickles,” I chuckled. The species was fascinating to me. He did everything through vines and touching and was engrossed with human skin. I had to stop him from touching others a few times on our walk.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hey, look, the sun is out,” I told him as rays peeked through two huge clouds. The grass type shivered in excitement and closed his eyes as he soaked in the sun’s energy. After he finished, he tapped my back softly to signal that he was done.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, let’s head back in then,” I told him. No Cece this morning, huh? It would have been too convenient to get some time alone. “I need to eat breakfast and meet the others.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I recalled him and went to the Pokemon Center cafeteria. Denzel wasn’t there— and he wouldn’t be up for another few hours. He had earned his right to sleep in after having to wake up so early every morning in Eterna forest. Pauline was eating alone. I bit my tongue. On one hand, I wouldn’t say I disliked her anymore. After our experience in the forest, I couldn’t bring myself to. On the other hand… she was definitely still not my cup of tea.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah,” I let out, as she saw me. “Well, can’t eat alone now, that’d be impolite.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I grabbed some sausages and hashbrowns and sat in front of her. She chewed on her food slowly as she stared into my eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Morning,” I tried. “Sleep well?”
<span style="font-weight:400">She swallowed her food. “Not really,” She said, fiddling with her hair. “I was with Emi all night.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s sweet,” I smiled. “So, I hope you don’t mind if I ask this, but are you guys best friends?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, obviously,” She rolled her eyes. “Emi’s the person I care about the most. We’ve been together for a while,” Pauline said as her face softened. “She was always so meek. I had to be there to protect her.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see…” I muttered. “Well, for what it’s worth, I think you’re doing a great job.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No need to tter me,” She huffed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m just telling the truth. You’ve been great to her.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Pauline wiped her mouth with a napkin. “What’s your angle?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“There’s no angle, I just want to try to get along,” I sighed. She was more amenable in the forest, but it looked like getting back to safety had made her get back to her ruder self. “Wouldn’t that be nice?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I recall you saying that you disliked me multiple times, Grace.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I did at the time,” I said, containing a groan. “I still think you could be nicer, but you’re a nice gal. Just misunderstood.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I didn’t ask for your opinion of me,” She said as she got up. “Enjoy your breakfast.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yikes. Maybe I <em><span style="font-weight:400">could </em><span style="font-weight:400">bring myself to dislike her again. I was willing to try to get along, but eventually, I’d stop just taking the hits—
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ahem,” Pauline said behind me. I turned. “I forgot to thank you for helping us get through the forest, and also for being so good to Emi,” She hesitated. I could tell she felt embarrassed doing this. “I— I won’t forget it! Bye!” Pauline yelled, storming off.
<span style="font-weight:400">Well, there <em><span style="font-weight:400">was</em><span style="font-weight:400"> progress being made after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">——
<span style="font-weight:400">Even after finishing my meal, I waited to see if someone else would show up. Unfortunately, no one came, so I left. I considered just knocking on Cece’s door, but I didn’t want toe off as too stalker-ish.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Arceus,” I told myself.
<span style="font-weight:400">Now that we were out of the forest and my priority was no longer survival, I couldn’t help but get these <em><span style="font-weight:400">thoughts</em><span style="font-weight:400"> about Cecilia, and they were irritating me to no end. I made my way to Denzel’s room and knocked, but there was no answer. I mmed my fist against the door again and again until I heard some muffledints on the other side.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What the hell is going on— Grace?” He said before yawning. “Whaddya want?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m lonely,” I simply said. “Hang out with me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I was sleeping—”
<span style="font-weight:400">I ducked under his arm and walked into his room. Eevee barked happily and climbed on my good shoulder. “Hey, little guy,” I smiled, petting him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed today or something?” My friend asked as heid back down under the covers.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You look irritated.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s annoying how perceptive you are,” I said, pinching his leg through the covers. He yelped.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Alright, you’re not irritated, you’re just angry,” He said. “Spit it out, I don’t want you to keep being annoying.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I pouted and brought my two fingers together in a threatening manner. Denzel lifted his legs away from me.
<span style="font-weight:400">I let my arms fall to the bed. “I keep thinking about Cecilia, and it’s making me angry,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Angry, why?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because I can’t <em><span style="font-weight:400">stop</em><span style="font-weight:400">,” I said. “I can’t help but be scared too. I mean, Eterna city’s just two days away, right? Our agreement was to travel together until we reached the city, so what if… what if…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re wondering if you’ll still be friends after,” Denzel said.
<span style="font-weight:400">I nodded. “I can’t help but think that every minute I don’t spend with her is just precious time I’m wasting, y’know? I have until Emi gets better, then two days, then it’s over.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You can still hang out together in the city,” Denzel said as he sat down next to me. “And hell, maybe we can travel together again to Hearthome. I wouldn’t really mind, I’ve grown to like her group.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I shook my head. “I can’t. People are talking shit about her online and spreading rumors because she’s traveling with us. She already has so many haters… I don’t want to bring her even more trouble.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He put his hand around my back and brought me close. “You really like her, huh?” Denzel said quietly. “I thought it was just a crush.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m so stupid,” I said, clenching his bedsheets. “I have no chance, and I still can’t stop myself from imagining things.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Even though Cece didn’t love Louis, at the end of the day, she was still going to be forced to marry him. I hoped that she’d escape somehow and find freedom from her father, but she looked like she was so utterly traumatized by him that I couldn’t imagine her going against his will.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re not stupid,” He said. “You can’t control who you fall in love with, right?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Blergh,” I said. “I just feel <em><span style="font-weight:400">blergh </em><span style="font-weight:400">today. And it started so well too. I was getting closer to Tang.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Here, how about this,” My friend started. “Instead of worrying about stupid trolls online, you just do what you want and ask Cecilia to hang out with you in Eterna city? I’m sure she’d say yes.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I dunno,” I said. “Maybe.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, now I know you’re just scared of asking her out,” He grinned.
<span style="font-weight:400">I felt my face heat up, and I shot out of the bed. “What time is it?” I asked, changing the subject.
<span style="font-weight:400">He grabbed his Poketch. “It’s 8:24 am,” He answered, thankfully dropping the subject. “Oh <em><span style="font-weight:400">right</em><span style="font-weight:400">, we were supposed to meet at nine in the lobby to n the trek to the city, I almost forgot.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, you should thank me for waking you up then,” I yfully said. “Well? I’m waiting.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Screw off,” Heughed. “I’m going to step in the shower real quick. Mind keeping Eeveepany? We can leave right after.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sure,” I said. I released Togetic, who chirped happily at the sight of her furry friend. I sometimes had to remind myself that Eevee was the Pokemon she had known the longest.
<span style="font-weight:400">Togetic pulled on Eevee’s tail andughed as the normal type escaped and ran away from her. I watched them y in silence with a smirk.
<span style="font-weight:400">Anything to distract myself from our two group’s impending split was a win in my book.
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