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"You make me seem like a jerk."
"No, I don't! Please... don't go..."
"I've made my fucking choice! There's nothing you can do about it now, Kiawe..."
"What about the fact that you're buzzed as shit?"
"I don't give two fucks!"
"Come on, please, for the last time, I am BEGGING you, please don't go!"
"You've done more than enough for me."
And then Dale left.
And now he was gone.
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Chapter One/Capítulo Uno/Chapitre Un: My Existence/Mi Existencia/Mon Existence
It is time.
Seventeen. For seventeen straight Pokemon Years, I have lived under my brother, Incineroar’s shadow. And I am tired of it. Sure, he’s musically talented and gets all the girls, but that doesn’t mean that he can control his ‘sugar fetish’, or that I can control my anger. Or my obsession with anything Mario, Sonic or Pokemon related. Just kidding, I’m not obsessed with Mario- it’s not really my childhood.
I grab my plastic Poke Ball, walk into my room, and plop onto my bed. Incineroar and I share a stash of candy beneath my bed, each getting what brands we like. He likes everything chocolatey, and I love the caramel filled candies. So, I grab a few of the Milky Ways and Twixes and stuff them in my drawers. I lay there beneath my Froakie and Litten plush toys for a few minutes, and think about what my mother had scolded at me about. And for those few minutes, I felt like I was in Toy Story. I could feel them scolding at me like how my mother did every time I did the slightest thing wrong.
“Don’t listen to them, Kiawe…” I tried persuading myself.
I just don’t understand why I can’t be normal, like my brother. I mean, we make mistakes, so, why am I the one getting yelled at, like, 90 percent of the time?
Then, my brother came up to my room. “Kiawe, did you unpack the boxes that Mom put in your room?” He asked.
“Yes, Incineroar, I did,” I replied.
“Alright, just making sure,” said Incineroar.
“Hey, Incineroar, I was gonna ask if you wanted to play some Pokken later, after you have unpacked the stuff in your room, but I see you’re gonna be busy later tonight, so that’s forgotten.”
“Not busy later tonight. But don’t forget that we have to go to a new school tomorrow,” Incineroar reminded me.
… Right. I forgot, now that we’re living in Oklahoma and not in California, I do have to go to a new school with my brother. We may or may not like it there, because two Pokemon that neither of us really know about/really like/are really acquainted with are there, but personally, I would wanna get to know them. Plus it’s not like I really liked Alakazam in person, because he was an unapologetic dick for killing Blaziken’s twin sister, nor did I really like Gallade for acting like a total douchebag towards his fans. Okay, Mewtwo and Lucario, I’ve heard of every now and then, but now they’re making hits together with that hedgehog that I’ve never even heard of as a group known as… Twenty One Pilots, or something like that. I just hope that they don’t act like total fuckwads towards me or Incineroar, cause you know how I am- I tear up shit if I get mad, and call people every Arceus damn name in the book, and believe me, Incineroar does the same thing. And yet I wonder how my brother still has a music career after all this shit happened in California. Also, if I remember closely, during one of the summers in California, I almost fucked Blaziken over! And let me tell you, it wasn’t the most pleasant experience I’ve ever had- it was so damn awkward, and I also got scolded at by her parents for doing it with her. For doing it. I’m like “Well, what the fuck is wrong with her parents?! Can’t they take a fucking chill pill for once?!” Plus, it wasn’t like Alakazam did it with her at all- he nearly fucked her sister, Combusken twice, though. Yeah. He almost got her pregnant twice. Oh wait, it’s not like I almost lost my fucking you-know-what to Blaziken- she was in love with me. With ME. A fugly looking Torracat/Incineroar fusion with no muscle and all scrawn- and hell yeah, I’m saying this negative shit about myself just because I simply don’t give two fucks anymore about things.
I grab my iPhone 7+, connect it to my pair of wireless Beats by Dr. Dre headphones via Bluetooth, and listen to very loud Evanescence music. Some nights, I just wanna wish upon the Andromedic stars and just simply be normal, and not an autistic emo freak. I swear, my heart is literally being torn out with every scolding I endure. I just wanna be happy, be normal… be loved.
And it starts. Now.
My mom came upstairs. “Hey, Kiawe… I just wanna apologize to you, for… all the times I’ve yelled at you. I know it’s not gonna undo your current behavior patterns, but I just thought it’d be nice to apologize to you.”
“Thanks, Mom,” I replied. “You can come into my room if you’d like.”
“That was nice of you, Kiawe. Do you want any pizza?”
“If Dad and Incineroar didn’t eat it all, I would, but they did, so…”
“I saved a piece for ya,” said Mom. “Meat lovers, just the way you like it.”
“Thanks,” I replied.
“No problem,” she exclaimed. Mom then turned around and looked at the plate. “That’s funny, I thought I told Incineroar to leave a piece for you.”
I sighed. “Damn his food fetish…”
“I think I left it downstairs…”
Mom went downstairs to get the slice of pizza. “He eats so much, that I just don’t get how he remains the same weight. Does he play football? Cause if so, then he has to be the smallest player on the team. 183.7 lbs. My ass, Incineroar…” I sighed, annoyed.
Then I realized, that there may be something that Incineroar is up to. Maybe he has type one diabetes. And then after that, my phone started ringing. You guessed it, it was my ex-girlfriend, Blaziken.
“Hey, baby… guess who just moved here?”
“Yep, me! I guess now you and I get more time together.”
Erm… about that…
“I’m okay if you’re seeing someone else. This is an open relationship, remember?”
Yeah… I’m sorry, Kiawe…
“Remember the time that I nearly fucked you over?”
My parents scolded at us for doing it. It was so fucking awkward how they heard us grunting so loudly, though… plus, it’s not like Alakazam fucked me over- although he almost got my sister pregnant twice, that dick…
“You stole the words right out of my mouth!”
Yours is much better than his, to be honest with ya.
“But the awkward feeling is much worse than my brother’s Death-by-Chocolate cake fetish.”
*laughs* Your brother has a chocolate cake fetish?! That’s the most insane thing that I’ve ever heard!
“It sounds insane, but it is true. My brother really does have a chocolate cake fetish.”
I wonder how he stays the same weight, though. Does he do insane amounts of exercise?
“Maybe he’s part of the local football team.”
The HaLaw Falcons? Maybe. Wait, that’s the name of the local basketball team.
“You mean the HaLaw Braviary?”
“The HaLaw Bulldogs?”
That’s the one. I’ll have to check the roster when I have the time.
“Okay.” I then look over to my bedroom door to see my mom and my brother standing there.
“Who are you talking to?” Mom asked.
I then hang up. “I was talking to my ex-girlfriend. Why?”
“I overheard you saying that you did it with her,” Incineroar implied.
“Yes, I did it with her, it was awkward, so her and I are just remaining friends.”
“Good. Because I was afraid that you could have gotten her pregnant with your child,” spat Incineroar.
“And what’s this about a chocolate cake fetish, hm?” Mom asked.
And honestly, I did not know how to answer that.
“Kiawe, there’s a difference between a love for something and having an absurd fetish. Just because I have the worst case of a sweet tooth doesn’t imply that I have a fetish,” Incineroar laughed a bit.
“Look, Incineroar, I love you, but you gotta cut back on the sweets,” I sighed.
“ … I’ll try.”
Then, they walked out of my room. “Hell yeah fucking right, Incineroar,” I muttered under my breath.
My phone rang again.
Hey, babe, why’d you hang up?
“My mom and my brother overheard our conversation. Sorry…”
They eavesdrop a lot, do they?
“Yeah, they do. It’s mostly Incineroar’s fault. He needs to fucking mind his own business.”
I agree with ya 100%, Kiawe.
“I’m like ‘What the fuck is wrong with you, Incineroar? Did you take any eavesdropper pills today?’ Like, seriously, he needs to fucking stop before I get fed up with this shit.”
Whoa, calm down.
“No! I find it horseshit that he has every right to do what he wants and that I don’t!”
Kiawe, I mean it- calm down before I have no choice but to talk to Incineroar myself.
“Want me to give you his cell phone number?”
I then whisper my brother’s cell phone number into my phone.
Ah. Thanks. I’ll call him later on.
“Alright,” I said before I hung up again.
Then, I laughed so hard at the memory where Blaziken accidentally spilled her ice cream over my shirt, that I almost pissed my pants.. Of course, I was a little mad at her, but I couldn’t stay like that for long. So, I had to take off my shirt and show her my abs in front of my own brother. My own brother. And of course, he was pissed. Like “Y u Rickroll me” pissed. Well, more like jealous. I swear, it felt like he was chasing my ass at that time. … erm, I would be safer to say that the ice cream got all over Blaziken, too, so she had to take her shirt off. But then her brother got pissed off at her for taking her shirt off in public, even though she had a fucking shirt underneath it (more like spaghetti-strapped tank top). Still, it’s nothing to get ticked about. And I call this memory #RickRolldTwiceOver. “That was so motherfucking awkward,” I sighed as I chuckled.
"Kiawe, do you happen to find any of this funny?!"
"No," I replied. "No, not at all."
"Then what's the meaning of staying out past your Goddamn curfew?!"
I gulped nervously. My parents have never cussed at me, or used God's name in vain when they speak to me, but they have gotten this mad at me. But what can I say? I'm not perfect. I make mistakes, just like the rest of you.
"I lost track of time," I stuttered.
"That's not an excuse. Kiawe, you are grounded for a month. Ya hear? No electronics, no cell phone, no NOTHING. I think you're getting a little too attached to them, no? So this is the only solution to that."
"Well, what can I say? I'm not perfect. I make mistakes and so do you, Dad, Incineroar... everybody!"
"We may not be perfect... but we do what's right. And you being grounded is what is good for you right now. Now go to bed. It is past midnight."
And then I was sent off to bed without anything to say.
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Chapter sixteen: TeH mCcAiNs
“Hey, Silver…” I said as I tapped his shoulder.
“Who’s the dude that looks almost exactly like you, except he’s shorter, has glasses, has black fur and black eyes?” I asked.
“That’s my brother, Shadow. Ironically, I confuse him with my cousin, Shadow, whom you’ve already met,” Silver replied.
“Yeah. Your cousin and I are actually pretty close, like brothers.”
“My brother Shadow and I are actually pretty close, too. If I had to, I would talk to him about anything wrong with me. Wanna go meet him?”
“Despite your warning that you said to me on my first day here, yes, I would. I’m not afraid to meet new people.”
“It’s true. I wanna meet him.”
“Why? He hates emo people!”
“So? Doesn’t stop me.”
“He’ll be discriminatory against you!”
“Again. Doesn’t stop me.”
“He’ll… he’ll…” Silver stopped in his tracks.
“I’ll what?” Silver’s brother exclaimed.
“Ah! Hey, Shadzie…” Silver exclaimed as he was startled by his brother’s presence.
“That was my nickname. When we were kids!”
Silver’s brother then looked at me.
“Shadow, I want you to meet my friend, Kiawe,” Silver said while looking as stiff as a board.
I waved to Silver’s brother. “Hi.”
“Greetings, fellow schoolmate. I’m afraid I don’t have enough room in my brain for such trivial motions such as what you average simpletons call a ‘wave’. And besides, what is with the dead… strands of homosapien hair… hanging over your face...? Is this some sort of facade?” Silver’s brother asked as he touched my hair.
“I’m legally blind in my right eye. So I put my hair over my face to create the illusion that I’m a Torracat-Cyclops fusion. But I’m not that. I’m actually a Torracat with overly amplified emotions. I face pain on a day-to-day basis. It’s to the point that sometimes I want to commit suicide,” I replied.
“HA!! You’re emo!” Silver’s older brother said as he quickly pointed a finger at me.
“You point the finger at me again, see what will happen. I have pyrokinesis, and I’m not afraid to burn you up in your dreams while we are sleeping LIKE HOW I DID TO YOUR BROTHER!!” I yelled. “Don’t make me do that!”
“Now that Chase is gone, HALLELUJAH! I wanted to get rid of that asshole for thirteen years now!” Silver’s brother exclaimed as he did some sort of motion that I could not explain.
I then started singing under my breath. “All of you sinning, stand up, sing Hallelujah, show praise with your body, stand up, sing Hallelujah, and if you can’t stop shaking, lean back, let it move right through ya, say your prayers, say your prayers, say your prayers…”
“I still hate that song,” Silver said as he sarcastically smiled.
“You’re lucky we’re friends.”
“Yeah, otherwise I’d fucking dropkick you.”
Silver then looked at me, annoyed. “My sister.”
We then walked over to where Silver’s sister was. She was with a group of friends, and if it weren’t for the baggy clothes that she was wearing, I would have known that… you know (she was pregnant).
“Silver, I thought I told you to never come near my friends again. God for-fucking-bid you fucking listen to me,” she said, completely annoyed. “You ooze emo, and I’ve been avoiding emo like the fucking plague since day one. AKA the day you first started considering your sorry ass emo.”
She then looked over at me. “Ugh! You even turned one of your friends emo! See what Pierce the Brides does to you?!”
“It’s Pierce the Veil, and no, I didn’t turn him emo. He was emo when I first met him! And I don’t have to listen to you because I’m older than you by 17 minutes, and we were born on separate days!”
“Wait. You guys are twins?!” I asked in shock.
“Yes. Why is it such a shock to you? You should hear the way that Gold back talks me!” Silver exclaims jokingly.
“You do have to listen to me because I’m your sister!”
“And why is she glowing and wearing baggy clothes?” I asked once more.
She didn’t answer.
“I hope that it’s not something serious…”
Gold then walked away for some distance before shouting “I’m pregnant!”
“What?” I asked, a little on the angry side.
“I’m gonna kill whoever knocked her up.”
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