Terrible Thought

~*Sigh*~ I need a better title for this.

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There was another magazine arcticle about him, this time in Gym Challenge Monthly. I bought the magazine, and clipped out the picture of him, hanging it on my wall. That was an hour ago, though; I've been lying on my bed since then, staring at it.

He loves me, I know he does. Ever since last summer, I have known. When the Viridian Gym was rebuilt, I saw him for the first time. He was getting out of his limo, Persian at his side, and heading inside. I was standing outside, curious to know what the new gym looked like, and I caught his eye. When our gazes met, I felt electricity shoot down my spine. He had to go inside then, but I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was immediately taken with me.

Ever since then, I have been collecting information on him. Whenever I see something in the newspaper, or in magazines, or on the news, I must have it. I want to know everything about him, before I go to him.

He hasn't called for me yet; he must not be ready. I can't wait any longer, though. I must see him tonight! I have seen him far too often with others girls, and I can't take the chance that they will steal him away from me.

I'm going to see him soon. The gym closes at eight, and I have to make sure I will catch him before he goes home. I'm not nervous...why should I be? I'm just happy to know I will finally be with my true love. But...I am afraid...what if he rejects me? He might not be ready for me yet. I couldn't take that, so I brought my daddy's gun with me: I will be sure that he is mine.

I love you, Giovanni. I will make you mine.


Intruder Gunned Down at the Viridian Gym

A young woman, who hasn't yet been identified, was fatally injured last night after entering the Viridian Gym. Armed with a 9mm Beretta, she aimed her weapon at the gym's leader, Giovanni, declaring that he would be with her from now on.

Luckily, his bodyguards acted fast, shooting the girl before she could pull the trigger.

"I have no idea who she was," Giovanni told me matter-of-factly. "When you're well-known, you encounter a lot of odd people."

The unknown woman died an hour later from bloodloss in the Viridan hospital. Reportedly, for the remaining time she was alive, she continuously repeated "please don't take him away from me. I love him. Please don't take him away."

This one always gets me right in the pit of my stomach...*sob*

Woah. Quite the poignant piece, especially with the newspaper report approach to the later part of the fic, it makes it so cold...

Cool work.