Abandonment
Ingo x Reader x Emmet
Synopsis - being too much of a person could lead to heartache.
Part 2
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You could barely get a text in, nothing you said meant a thing to them, every little word coming out of your mouth was thin air them.
Had only just realize that your outburst of anger had drawn the line, you meant no harm, you didn’t mean all those harsh words you had said to them and all the accusations that were running through your head. Their Haxorus was tremendously protective when you tried to approach Ingo when you saw him in public, jumping out of its’ Poké-ball to stand its’ ground between Ingo and you. Your baggy eyes glaring in disbelief towards the both of them.
“I just want to talk! Please!” You exclaimed, Ingo’s Haxorus huffing and snorting out a territorial puff of annoyance. Ingo continued to let his Haxorus stand between you, his glare never leaving yours as he fixed his attire and began his way into the subway. Nothing was worth his while from you as Haxorus stepped into the doorway of the caboose and continued to glare at you with spiteful eyes. You knew you had gone too far with everything, every little nagging detail you’ve spew out of your mind was something you could never take back.
“I’m sorry!” You shouted as the subway began to make its departure, the small passerby’s watching your movements cautiously as you began sobbing at the floors of the station. Public image no longer your concern, you could care less what other trainers thought about you. Only of what the brothers did so.
You loved them with all your heart could give, with everything you had for someone special in your entire life, every little bottle you’ve had stored in your mind for love is what you wanted to give the twins.
Every single ounce.
Of any form.
If only you had realize that this amount of love could make someone so sick of it all.
Loyalty, truth, and compassion was all you wanted to give them, and they threw it away with no further explanation. As if they were served a fine meal and they threw it away, they threw away all that looked delicious to them and smashed the ceramic plate onto the floor. That’s what the relationship had come to. No reasoning behind it.
It was just over, the brothers has had enough of it all, the love and paranoia of other gym leaders you saw interacting with the twins within their lives was something they could not bare to let you see. They could not bare witness such insecurities coming from such a person.
They knew how scared you were to lose them, they knew how terrible life was before you met them, hell, they knew how your poor your diet was when you weren’t there with them at their side. It didn’t bother them a one bit, they wanted to take good care of you as you did to them, they WANTED to see you happy and healthy at life as you did to them. However, your constant nagging of whom you would ask about on their phones over and over again was something they could not stand. They liked their privacy, honest truth, they liked just being by themselves. Even the brothers had to take time away from each other despite being blood related.
You would constantly ask over and over again, “Who was that? Messaging other trainers? May I see?” It was cute at first, but over time the brothers realized that this kind of behavior was not healthy. Yes, you had the first RIGHT to be paranoid about your lovers phone and messages, but then it became to be such a problem that the brothers opt to just end things there. No context needed, you should have known by now what you had done.
Every action you’ve done to them, every little annoying question you would say out your mouth was something they were getting sick of, despite promising to ‘never get sick of you.’ They began to regret their decisions, moving in together, training together?
Everything together.
You gave them no privacy. Not even when you asked them where they were walking to right in their own place. Where they were walking to, what they were grabbing. Nothing was under the belt with you, everything was open and if it wasn’t you would get scared that the brothers would be cheating on you. Shutting yourself down and begin to break yourself apart, you were destroying your self esteem rather than theirs.
You had the first right to be scared, your other relationships had failed miserably, causing you to be cautious of everything Ingo and Emmet did. They didn’t mind, at first. Then over time, they began to see a pattern of low self esteem that was over your head like a constant cloud. Any actions they did to make you happy was always followed by you apologizing for everything. For simply existing or having a good time, as if smiling or being happy for once in their whole relationship was a sin.
You could have lightened up a little, the mood that they would always set for you to smile for them was something they dreamed of doing for the longest time. All they ever wanted was someone who they could cherish, love and respect for the rest of their lives, yet you couldn’t let your past go. Despite it being part of your body as mental scars, you acted as if those scars were still going to play out in your current love life.
As if the cycle would never end. Thinking over and over again that Ingo and Emmet would leave you in the dust for other people. Despite promising that they could care less about other people and giving you the reassurance that you were the only goal they had in their eyes, your mind was too far gone with such scars that whatever they would do to convince you that nothing was happening between anybody at any time of the day, your lack of self love is what got yourself into this breakup mess.
Your mind crumbled on itself and began to lose control of what was rational and logical, you began to be more clingy towards them and began to avoid going out all together. Staying home and ordering take outs for the rest of the work weeks you all had. Sure, work was tiresome after a long day of being on your feet, some take out would be nice every now and then. However eating it every single day with the twins was something they disliked. Greasy foods with gross preheated wheat noodles and pre-packed veggies was something they could no longer stomach.
You always offered to cook for them, despite them working the long days and having to wait for them to get home to even eat the food you’ve made, they would decline. Preheated food was something they were getting sick of.
Despite both knowing how used you were to living all alone for so long, they couldn’t help but feel disgusted by your living styles, to the very second they didn’t really mind it, until you pointed it out every single day by apologizing for being such a slob. It was something along the lines of “I don’t mean to have such bad manners, I’m sorry.”
Frankly, they could care less how you lived, but apologizing every single day about it made it clear that you WANTED to be looked down upon. Something just wasn’t clicking in your mind to see that the twins didn’t MIND being with you, so much so they wanted to see you become healthier. However, the nagging and complaining you did every single day was enough for them to cleanse you from their life.
Over texts was all you could comprehend.
“This is not going to be working out if you’re constantly asking where we are.” Emmet texted first.
“What do you mean? I’m simply asking so you don’t go missing.” You responded. A sharp pain within your stomach and your mind racing with panic.
“Ingo and I had a lot to think about this relationship, this was really rushed, we’d like you to leave.” It wasn’t a fast response because they were working at the time, however, they gave the time needed from their work to text you.
“Rushed??? Wait you don’t really want me gone do you?” Panic set in and you could feel your chest becoming heavier and heavier each second of the day. All you wanted was to give every ounce of love, every single fluid and drop of it to them. How could they be saying such a thing?
“You have a good 2 weeks to move, I made sure to keep your things on your side.” That was last kindest thing Emmet has said to you before it all went downhill.
After texting for a few hours, a calm conversation turned into a full blown argument with the twins, Ingo being the worst of the two. Unable to keep his calm any longer than he already needed to. This feeling of, ‘falling out of love’ had lingered for the longest time, but they couldn’t find the right time to tell you.
You thought about that statement, they’ve fallen out of love for the longest time? When? Who? Why did start? What month?? How???
“So after all these ‘I love you’s’ and kisses and love making, you two never felt anything?” You frantically texted them, the tears overwhelming in your eyes as you impatiently waited their response.
They never gave you a clear answer.
All you knew was they were both sick of you and wanted you out of their lives.
You were mad, furious even, a mixture of emotional betrayal and abandonment stirred your mind as you began sobbing out loud inside their living room, your voice shaking the walls of the pictures that you hung of each other. Work clothes still dirty as you laid there on the couch still having your socks on from just coming back home. Angry that you had been taken advantage of, sad that your attitude had gotten you to this rotten core, empty that they would refuse to elaborate anymore of why they wanted to split.
What was this feeling? It was unknown to you, nobody in the past relationships had made you feel like this before, all the love, romance and comfort you all had put into each other, gone down the drain. Was it all just a lie? A form of submission to break your walls down just so they can use your body?
Your family was right, your coworkers were right, everyone around you was right.
You were too much of a mess to be doing anything on your own.
Your emotional and physical mentality was all over the place and there was no way of trying to calm down a wild animal.
You weren’t in the right state of mind to be in a relationship so fast. Just a year after your last relationship had ended poorly, you found yourself fawning over Ingo and Emmet. Just about done getting over your last partner in your life. When you saw them and they saw you, a small connection sparked, as if all three of your eyes lit up from each other’s gaze. Not love at first sight, but something similar.
However that didn’t matter anymore, after all these hours and days arguing with one another, you couldn’t help but feel as if this was your karma for not listening to others. What other gym leaders had to say about them, even what Elesa had to say. You ignored every little warning sign and walked into the forest with happiness and a false sense of hope on your shoulders and look at where it got you to.
Heartbroken, alone and scared.
You thought everything was just working wonderfully, but after a few hours of working and days returning back to your original place. You realized, it wasn’t just them. It was you too.
Everybody in with the relationship was at fault here.
They fell out of love for a while now and so after all this time they pretended to do and say all these lovey dovey romantic couple stuff? You tried to ask Elesa about it, but frankly she was just as confused as you were. Honest truth. The twins had given her the cold shoulder whenever she would ask questions about the relationship. She was just as weirded out as you were.
All you wanted was answers, but they refused. Repeating to you over and over again-
“We’ve said what we’ve said.” Emmet would say to you.
All they wanted with you now, was nothing.
You were nothing to them.
A ghost.
Some bug that just kept showing up from time to time just to get your belongings.
You would try to give them affection or at the very least a simple pinky for you to hold onto, but they would push you away or tell you to back off.
You knew your place in their residence, you were actual dirt to them now.
Your existence meant nothing to them.
Ingo and Emmet wanted you gone, and they wanted you gone for good.
When you were crying as you were packing all your belongings and items, you made sure they didn’t see you is such a state, as for you knew that they no longer cared about how you feel or looked.
However that harmful thinking was from how they treated you these past few days of cussing each other out.
To them, seeing your mentally drained self dragging your husk of a body to pack your stuff and leave, was heartbreaking. They were always working late into the night, but on rare occasions they would see you packing, you looked so broken when you cried. It physically hurt them, it made their heart scream with agony.
They wanted to be the loving supportive boyfriends, they really wanted to have a happy life with you, however, they couldn’t fix or cure a person suffer from so much mental trauma if they themselves could not see that they were suffering. They couldn’t stand seeing you talk down to yourself every single day, on the hour every hour. They knew what had to be done and it hurt them to all hell and back.
Ingo was the most distraught out of the two. He kept it calm. Not allowing his impulses to tell you that you can stay and have a loving family together.
Emmet however, being the voice of truth, held Ingo from taking you back in. It just the right thing to do.
You needed so much time to heal and to their ignorance, they only made things so much worse.
You didn’t need a person to come into your life to heal you, you wanted company, time to spend with people, a loving healthy relationship with someone who was willing to put in effort while you gave back what they were giving you.
Companionship and admiration was just a side dish to the relationship, love was the main course and that wasn’t the feeling that was healing you. Being physically around them was, having the feeling of being wanted was healing you. People actually coming out of their way to talk to you was something that made you heal faster. Ingo and Emmet where just the final stepping stone to a healthy life style, however, the stone sunk and you had fallen straight into the now raging waters.
The calm waters of your mind were now loud with waves of anger and regret, everything you had achieved over these past few years and months were now all nothing but rushing water flowing down the river. Being washed away from what you had thought was a secure life style of being happy, was a stepping stone that would be your downfall.
As you picked up the last of your belongings and glanced at their residence once more, you felt tears stream down your already dried face. Your mouth and lungs hurt from crying so much. You knew they were at work and they could care less about what you were doing at that very moment in your life, but frankly you still loved them and deep down you knew that they still loved you. Acting distance or cold shoulder just so it wouldn’t hurt when you finally leave their life.
Packing your box in your car, you texted them one final time before disappearing forever
“I’m sorry, I love you two very much.” Was the last text you sent them before you complete turned off your phone and began your way to the car door. Seating yourself in and driving off to a life much more simpler than this one.
If they cared so little of you now, why would they care if you were gone?
It was over.
