Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ A Diary ❯ A Discovery is Made ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Disclaimer: Dis…Claimer. You figure it out. I own Mike, Bill, both Bobs, Short, Luke, Doc, Holli, Bella, Cal, Juggler Irwin's mom, Rachel, Molly, Samantha Thompson, Lilyan Roan, and Lilyan Fiona Snape. But I don't own Miyamoto! Sobs uncontrollably

Author's note: Cal is just Miya's friend. William Rochester is my character, Short Rochester's, father. Mike is, obviously, Miya's dead little brother. God this thing is short…

Chapter 1:

A Discovery is made

This diary, it even smells the same. Like Lavender. Don't I know someone who lives in Lavender? Oh, that's right. Bob's brother, Bill, I think. Yes. Bill, William Rochester. You couldn't get Bob to shut up about the little brother he was so proud of. I just wish I could've had the chance to brag about Mike. But Mike doesn't exist anymore. My kid brother died a kid brother.

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Bob's thinking about taking a new job offer. It's in Cainwood. That's in JOHTO for God's sake! Can't he find something more…LOCAL?! Oh well. At least it's not official.

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I'm starting to feel sick. It's mainly in the morning. Cal says I should go to someone about it. I'm sure it's just a little flu or something.

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It's getting worse. Maybe I'll take Cal's advice. Yeah, what do I have to lose?

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Oh God! I'm pregnant! I'm PREGNANT! Oh God, I'm pregnant! Who knows, maybe some miracle will happen and Bob'll be a little understanding…

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What was I THINKING?! I can't tell Bob. He'd leave me. I know he would. I can hear him now…"I don't want no fucking kids, Miya!"

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What'll happen when I'm a few more months pregnant?! It won't matter that I didn't tell him. He'll KNOW then…

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He took the job. He TOOK THE JOB! Okay, Miya, you're freakin' out…Hell, I don't even TALK the same anymore! I guess a baby'll do that to ya…

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Hey! Maybe this way he won't find out. What am I saying? He'll find out all right, too many damn people here to let it slip if I don't…

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He's leaving in the morning. I just phoned Cal. She doesn't know exactly what to do either. What the hell: THIS THINGS COMIN' WHETHER I'M READY OR NOT! >__<