27: What's Your Problem?-Owen

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Ever since that day. The day my long time crush rejected me, I kept my distance from her. I couldn't stand to be around her, as things would feel too awkward. We're still friends, but we don't feel like best friends anymore. I'm surprisingly okay with that. I've been spending my time alone reading, and it's a little therapeutic for me. But, I would always get interrupted by Sadie making a futile attempt to patch things up. I don't get why she still tries, because if we did become close friends again, the same thing would happen again. I prefer to be alone now, as there's really no one in our group that I really connect with. Wildfire's too energetic, and Snowy's always with him. Pika has a demeanor that I'd prefer to stay away from. Ami's an extreme extrovert, so we wouldn't really click well. And Sadie, you already know what's going on there. I'm not mad at her, far from it. I just don't feel comfortable near her. After this whole 'saving Unova' thing, I'm planning on leaving to live somewhere else. Without Sadie. It was the dead of the night, and we all had just finished discussing our plans relating to Unova. I couldn't fall asleep, because there was lots to think about.

"Owen?" Melo asked, flying into the room I shared with all of the boys.

"H-Hello Melo." I replied nonchalantly, looking back at her. "N-Need anything?" Melo at this point, was the only one I could talk to. She's been with me since the beginning, and she has the best advice. Well that's a no brainer, as she's older than all of us.  

"Just come with me." Melo told me, taking me and flying out of the room.

Melo flew me into the mini library area I had visited so many times. I was confused as to why she took me here, as I had already read most of the books here.

"W-Why did y-you bring me h-here?" I asked Melo.

"Wait and see." Melo giggled before leaving the room. "Bye!" I stood in silence for a few minutes before I heard steps behind me.

"Owen?" A voice asked. I turned around before seeing Sadie. This won't end well... I can feel it. I turned back around before starting to walk out. I tried to open the door, but it was locked. Right. Nomon is out and about at night.

"M-Melo let us out!" I shouted, rattling the doorknob. "I d-don't want t-to be here!"

"You hate me that much now, Owen?" Sadie asked with a small shake in her voice.

"W-What gave you t-that idea?" I asked, not paying attention to the small amounts of venom that was in my voice.

"You act like you hate me all of the time." Sadie replied. "Now you don't even want to be in the same room as me alone."

"T-That last p-part is true." I replied, not really caring about how rude I sounded. "A-Aside from that, n-nothing else."

"You avoid me all of the time, you don't talk to me anymore, you make sure you're away from me whenever we're all in a group." Sadie told me. "Why?"

"Y-You know why." I replied, still facing away from her. "I-I can't keep h-hurting myself, just so you c-can still have the s-satisfaction of calling me your f-friend."

"That's not how I feel!" Sadie replied loudly, her voice making an echo in the small library.

"T-That's not h-how you f-feel..." I told her bluntly, "B-But that's h-how it is." I looked over to a window before seeing one of them was open.

"Owen..." Sadie began, "I didn't mean to hurt you..."

"I-I get it." I told the Snivy, walking towards the window. "Y-You have a r-right not to feel the same. B-But what I don't get is h-how you think t-things between us will become suddenly better. T-They won't." At this point, my voice had gotten so venomous that I couldn't even recognize my own voice. It was like I was acting on my own, my body forcing me to speak all the pent up thoughts I had accumulated over the past few weeks. I was like a spectator in my body as I said rude things after rude things without stopping.

"Owen don't say that." Sadie said softly and shakily. "Don't say that after all we've been through together..."

"M-My point s-still stands." I told the grass-snake Pokémon, facing the window and trying to figure out how to get down. "Y-You need to let it go."

'I need to let it go?" Sadie asked loudly. "You're being petty because I didn't want to be with you. Who would want to?" Sadie gasped at her last statement. I let out a large sigh.

"I-I thought so." I told her sadly.

"Owen I didn't mean to-" Sadie tried to apologize.

"Don't e-even try it." I told her sadly. "D-Don't talk to me a-anymore, don't a-act like you want to be my friend, we're d-done."

"Then say it to my face!" Sadie cried. "If you really mean that... Say it to my face!" I turned around before walking towards her. I stood a few feet away before looking into her brown eyes as I did when I was little. But this time, it wasn't out of fear. I wanted this over with. I saw the tears welling up in Sadie's eyes before I felt a bit of guilt towards the situation.

"I... I..." I tried to say, but something was stopping me. Why can't I say it? I turned around before heading to the window. The individual creeks that were echoed in the room ate at me from the inside. I was walking away from the one I loved. Then again, she didn't feel the same. It wasn't her fault, but I felt mad. Deep down I knew I wanted to be mad, despite there being no real reason to be.
"You'll always be welcome to speak to me again." Sadie told me. "But if that's what you want, then I won't stop you." I climbed out of the window before being greeted with a cool, calm wind. I climbed down before walking off.

I shut the boys' room door before seeing Pika and Wildfire waiting for me. Pika was wearing a small scowl while Wildfire had an indifferent look on his face.

"Melo told us about the situation." Pika told me. "What's your problem? Why can't the two of you move on?"

"I-It's easier said than done." I replied. "I-I... I just..." I couldn't hold back the tears that were held inside of me. I needed to let it out. I covered my face as tears began to make their way down slowly.

"Yo, Owen what's wrong?" Wildfire asked as he rushed over to me.

"E-Everything's all messed up..." I cried. "I-I just feel these... F-Feelings inside of me, and they just take over."

"That's called being mad and conflicted at the same time." Pika told me nonchalantly. "You want to be mad, but you're frustrated and confused because you know you can't.." I looked up to Pika and nodded shakily. For some reason, Pika understood. It was like he's experienced worse than I have. It also reminded me of a familiar talk with a friend. Flame, who consoled me by beating me up. At least this time, I wouldn't have to go head to head with somemon. Specifically the color representing power.

"I smell shenanigans..." A voice spoke, opening the door. The voice behind the door revealed to be an enthusiastic Ami, who froze with a deadpan stare when she saw the three of us.

"Not a good time, Ami." Pika told her.

"Yeah." Wildfire smiled nervously. "We're kinda having a bro moment right now." Ami nodded before leaving the room.

"Feel better?" Wildfire asked me, to which I nodded.

"T-Thanks, guys." I smiled.

"Just talk to her next time." Pika told me, tucking into his bed. "Otherwise, a petty fight will be the way it ends." I nodded before Wildfire turned off the lights.

"Let's get to sleep." Wildfire told the two of us. "Melo said we're now a day off from Unova."

"Y-Yeah." I replied before Wildfire began leaving the room. "W-Where are you g-going?"

"I'm gonna go say goodnight to Snowy." He replied with a smile. "Sometimes she has trouble sleeping, so I check up on her."

"Right." Pika mumbled sleepily. "You do that." For some reason, the two felt off. Something about Pika and Wildfire I didn't understand. They both were well aware of the risks that come with going to Unova, but they seem so calm. Pika seems completely unbothered, while Wildfire seems to be a little excited. Are these really two of the Pokémon that will help save Unova? 


Owen seems to be in confliction about his current relationship with his childhood friend. They seem to be at odds. Will they ever be the same again? If you liked, leave a little star. If not, leave some feedback. As always... Thanks for reading, and goodnight! 

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