Now the question was, should I stay or should I go? Guzma knew I was a stubborn little bitch and never listened to what anyone told me. When he told me not to be here did he think I would actually listen to him, or did he deliberately tell me to leave so I would stay? Reverse psychology is frustrating, if this was reverse psychology. Guzma could just legitimately not want to see me. Which I could understand I guess. What just happened between us was far from okay despite how exhilarating it was.

My fingers were trembling as I ran them through my hair. What had just happened? My mind was still cloudy from my post orgasm high and the throbbing pain in my face. Oh Arceus, I'm glad there were no mirrors in Guzma's room because I knew I looked like a mess. My makeup had to be smudged and running down my face from my tears, I could feel the bruises forming. I probably looked like some used up whore instead of the cute and perky pokemon trainer I liked to present myself as.

I began to focus on breathing instead of the overwhelming dread that tried to envelop me. My head was beginning to hurt from how much I had been crying. Just another thing to add to my laundry list of ailments. I felt like such a stupid stereotypical girl right now. Guzma said and did such horrible things to me. He broke me down into a sobbing mess and caused me actual physical pain, but that's not what my mind was focusing on. I couldn't stop hearing his words in my head, calling me irresistible and telling me he loved me. I knew at first it was just to mock me, but the more he said it the more I felt he meant it. That last kiss was so soft and tender. I wanted that moment back, I would have cherished it more if I knew where I would be now. Tear stained and bruised face with dried cum between my legs, keeping it classy as always.
"I should go." I sighed as I pushed myself up. My legs weren't steady at all; I had to brace myself against the wall to keep upright. I pulled my panties back up and smoothed my dress down trying to brush off any dirt from Guzma's floor. I wanted a shower so badly. There are few things crying under a torrent of steaming hot water couldn't fix.

I eyed the bathroom as I left the room; I could clean myself up here, but I had no desire to stay in the Shady Mansion any longer than necessary. I took a few deep breaths and stood up straight, puffing out my chest and pushing my shoulders back. I did my best angry look and took long deliberate strides as I left Po Town. I may look like a beaten and battered mess, but I wasn't going to act like one. Team Skull prayed on the weak so I had to show them that I wasn't a victim. I would slaughter all of them in battle if need be. I also hoped that if I looked strong and confident when I left it would get back to Guzma. Show him that I'm not another one of his followers he can treat however he wants.

I only saw a few members of Team Skull as I left the mansion, but they could tell I was on a war path and no one tried to bother me. Once outside I called a Charizard with my ride pager, I was in no condition to walk long distances right now. We soared over the clouds, the air was cool this high up and it felt nice against my face. The bruise continued to throb as it formed; I knew I would have to take a trip into the city to buy some makeup. We descended as the Tapu Village pokemon center came into view. I was relieved. They had showers and places to stay overnight for trainers on their journeys; I was desperate for a bed to crawl into and die.

As I climbed down from the Charizard a familiar head of pink and yellow pigtails approached me. Seeing Plumeria made my heart began to race and my fight or flight instincts kicked in. I literally chose flight as I scrambled back up onto the Charizard. She gripped the collar of my dress and yanked me down with surprising strength. I managed to land on my feet instead of my ass thankfully, but as soon as I was completely off the large fire pokemon it flew away. I watched it go, regretting that I chose this pokemon center instead of one as far from Po Town as possible. And I knew Plumeria hung around Tapu Village a lot too, I should have been smarter. Dammit.

"You got a lot of nerve showing back up to Po Town after running off like you did." She spat, her words dripped like pure venom. The anger and hatred emanating from her was palpable. I half expected her pupils to be replaced by fire. My previous assumption that this woman was a cannibal was becoming more and more concerning as I grew higher on her shit list.

"I went to apologize." I replied with an exhausted sigh. This was the last thing I needed.

"Bullshit, Guzma told me all about how manipulative you are. The way you treat people to get whatever you want and just throw them away like they're nothing once you got what you need." She hissed. I balked at her, where did these people get these ideas about me? I've never been called manipulative before today and here it was being thrown at me twice.

"And what the fuck is it that I want? You Team Skull lunatics seemed to think I have some deep seeded ulterior motives but I don't! I just wanted to fuck Guzma because I thought he was hot! That's it," I yelled back exasperated, "I'm not trying to take down Team Skull, or ruin your friendship with Guzma. I'm not this evil monster that you think I am! I'm just a fucking pokemon trainer that got involved with the wrong guy. I just wanted to have some hot sex, not get beaten up or choked and slammed up against the wall. I never wanted us to fall in love!" I cried out, the tears falling down my face again. I must have looked like a lunatic with the way I was ranting and raving all over the place.

I dropped to the ground then, sitting cross legged with my face buried in my hands. I didn't care about my dress getting dirty or anyone seeing my moment of weakness. I was so tired of all the bullshit Team Skull was putting me through. "I just want a fucking shower." I whined into my hands.

"Did Guzma give you that bruise?" Plumeria asked quietly after a few minutes had passed and my crying had calmed.

"He didn't hit me. He just shoved my face against the wall too hard." I sniffed looking up at her. The bitch's makeup was impeccable. How dare she look so good while I was a wreck.

"Tell me what happened." She said softly, her anger suddenly gone. This was not the horrifying, possibly cannibalistic Plumeria that haunted my dreams. This was someone totally different. This was probably what Plumeria was like with all the grunts. Tender and concerned for their well being.

"Can we not do it here, where everyone can see us?" I asked looking down at the ground, fiddling with the grass beneath me.

"Follow me, I live a few minutes away." She replied as she held a hand out to help me up. I took it as I followed her towards the trailers of Tapu Village. She led me inside and motioned towards the bathroom saying, "If you want to clean up your face." I thanked her and let myself in. The bathroom was incredibly small but it was as to be expected for a trailer. I let the water run for a few minutes to heat up as I examined my face. The bruise was nowhere nearly as bad compared to how it felt; but it would get worse with time as bruises do. My makeup was a hot mess though. Mascara and eyeliner running down my cheeks in pitiful streaks. My lipstick had smudged as well, staining the side of my mouth a light pink. With soap, warm water and a delicate touch I was finally clean and presentable to the world, if not a bit puffy eyed.

I emerged from the bathroom to a small kitchenette with a table up against the far wall. I sat opposite Plumeria as she slid a mug of Tapu Cocoa in front of me. I thanked her and took a hesitant sip. While a bit too warm for the Alolan weather, it was the best cup of Tapu Cocoa I'd ever had. No wonder Guzma loved it so much if Plumeria made it for him.

"It's known for its calming effects, so I figured you could use a cup. Now tell me what happened." Plumeria told me with a firm but gentle tone. I could tell she still wasn't very fond of me, but she had her convictions of right and wrong and she was going to hold Guzma to those standards too.

"So the night you yelled at me Guzma and I went back to his room and we uh," I made a crude hand gesture of penetrating my closed fist with the index finger of my opposite hand.

"You fucked, yeah I know, don't be a pussy." Plumeria said bluntly. It was a little off putting being so forward with someone I barely knew.

"Yeah we did the do. Afterwards we washed up and as he was falling asleep he said he loved me. I fucking panicked, Plumeria. Like you guys are region wide criminals and Kukui is talking about making me the first ever Alolan Champion if everything he wants goes as planned. I can't be with the leader of Team Skull if I want to have a successful future. It sounds harsh and I'm sorry but that's the truth. Guzma has no intentions of cleaning up his act, and I have no intentions of throwing away everything I've worked for. There is just no way he and I can have a future together. I don't know if you've noticed but I'm a big fan of running away from my problems, so I bolted as soon as he was asleep." I paused to see if she had anything to say but her face was completely neutral, totally unreadable.

"I had seen a few grunts while I was finishing my trials and they told me Guzma was behaving worse than normal because of me. So I decided to finally stop running for once in my life and come back to Po Town to apologize. I had hoped things would be fine after I told him how sorry I was and then he would forgive me and we'd uh bump uglies again, but that clearly didn't happen. I mean we did bump uglies, but I don't think he forgave me, and the bumping was really really ugly." I finished.

"So how did you get that bruise on your face?" Was all she asked. I sucked in a deep breath, not sure if she wanted the nitty gritty details.

"How graphic do you want me to be?" I questioned.

"As graphic as you need to be for me to get the picture. I'm not a prude I can handle you talking about having sex with my boss." Plumeria replied. Damn, apparently she did want the nitty gritty. I began to retell the night's events, not leaving out anything. She wanted the whole picture so I was going to give it to her. She listened calmly, not interrupting to ask any questions. I felt like puking when I got the part about whoever that Lusamine woman was, but I suppressed the feeling as best as I could. I tried getting a read on her face as I recounted the night but she's got the best damn poker face I have ever seen.

"So the bruise is from Guzma throwing you against the wall?"

"Well he didn't like batter me around, he just doesn't know his own strength and pushed me up against it too hard." I told her feeling a little ashamed, as though she was accusing me of something.

"Don't make excuses for Guzma, he's one of my closest friends and I love him, but he's not perfect. If I have to kick his ass for treating you poorly I fucking will." Plumeria snapped back at me. I couldn't help but flinch.

"God you're right. I just can't help it. There's something about him that is so alluring. I know what he did was wrong, I know that I shouldn't be treated like that, but that was the best damn sex I've ever had in my entire life." I admitted to her.

"While you were crying and he was causing you physical pain?" She looked at me incredulously.

"I know! Don't give me that look I'm already beating myself up over it. I know that even though when he was telling me he loved me he was mocking me at first, but the more he said it the more he meant it. At the end there was no malice between the two of us. It was a deep primal connection that I have never experience before in my life." As I spoke the more my heart hurt. I could see the look of doubt and judgement appear on Plumeria's face now that she was finally engaging in the conversation.

"Moon, you know what he did is not okay right? Even the boss of Team Skull isn't allowed to beat up people he cares about."

"Yes! I know it's not okay, I'm not stupid."

"Then why do you keep defending him?" Plumeria's voice was becoming harsh as she grew frustrated with me.

"I'm not trying to. I've just never felt this way about someone before. When I'm with Guzma there is this undeniable physical attraction I have towards him. It's like no matter how hard I try or how much I tell myself he's not good for me, I can't stop myself from going back. We were fine last week. It's this this new behavior that is so toxic and unhealthy; but it's like a drug to me." The more I spoke the crazier I sounded. Who in their right mind would still have feelings for a guy after he displayed extremely violent behavior and then literally throws them around? Me apparently. That's me alright, Moon: The Queen of Choosing Stable Guys and Healthy Relationships.

"I think you're fucking insane, Moon, but I can understand it. Guzma does have a certain charisma and charm to him that has always drawn people to him. I know Guzma better than anyone, and I can tell he feels the same way about you. After he let you leave the first time you were all he could talk about. He kept saying how you were going to ruin him. I had no idea what he meant then, but I'm starting to understand it now." As Plumeria spoke my heart began to flutter. I could listen to her talk about what Guzma said about me for hours.

"So uh yeah, in summation Guzma was a little too rough when we had sex and said some really fucked up stuff, and is probably fucking someone else, but I'm still head over heels for him despite my better judgement. Where do we go from here?" I asked as I drummed my fingers on her table. The Tapu Cocoa was not taking effect at all, I felt even more anxious than before.

Plumeria pinched the bridge of her nose saying, "Shit I completely forgot about Lusamine. Fucking Guzma getting me into his shitty situations. I'm going to go find that fucker and beat some sense into him. I don't really care what you do, but it would be best to stay away from Team Skull for now. If I need you I'll find you somehow, but I'm not letting Guzma get in contact with you until he and I have a long talk and he's ready to apologize." My eyes lit up once she said that but she cut me excitement short, "that could very well be never, Moon. Guzma's got a lot of demons that he does not take care of or try to process in healthy ways. If I were you I'd continue your training and try to put this in your past. Forget about Guzma and Team Skull if you know what's best for you."

"What if I don't want what's best for me?" I grumbled, pouting.

"Then I will eat you, stay away from Guzma. I've worked too hard and too long to try and help him process his emotions in a healthy way. You're just going to fuck it up and make him worse than when I met him." She threatened. The tender caring Plumeria was gone and the woman from my nightmares was back. I clenched my jaw hard, suppressing the tears.

"Then I think it is time for me to go. Thank you for your hospitality, and I'm sorry for causing all this trouble. It was in no way my intention." I told her shakily. I wasn't hiding the fact that I was about to cry very well.

"I'm sorry too, Moon. As much as I dislike the things that have happened, I can tell you're decent person, and you're funny as hell. I think we would have gotten along in a different life." Plumeria replied, trying to console me as she walked me to the door.

I gave a halfhearted chuckle, "It's good to know I'm funny, at least I've got that going for me." I waved goodbye as I made my way back towards the Pokemon Center. Despite wanting to get off Ula Ula Island, I was too emotionally and physically exhausted to call another ride pager to take me to a different island.

"Well aren't you up late, can I take your pokemon from you?" Asked this iteration of Nurse Joy as I shambled into the Poke Center.

"No they're fine. Can you take me to the rooms and showers for trainers please?" I requested in a fairly stable voice. The Nurse did not comment on my ghastly appearance and instead walked me to the back area. A long hallway with doors on either side opened up to a small sitting area with a television and some reading material. She fished a key ring out of her pocket and handed me one.

"Room Six is available, it's the last on the right. It has a private bathroom but no kitchen. If you need food the café is open 24/7. If you have any questions feel free ask me, I'll be at the main counter. Have a wonderful night." She said in a cheery almost robotic tone. I thanked her before entering my room for the night.

There is something to be said about what shutting a door can do to the human psyche. As soon as I heard the handle click in place I fell to my hands and knees. I was grateful my room was on the end because it meant less people had to hear me break down. And boy did I break down. I let the tears flow freely as I choked on a sob. I had never felt such an internal conflict in my life. I knew how horrible being with Guzma was for me, I knew how horrible it was for him, and I knew how even worse his actions were. Despite all this I still said 'but'. But I loved him, but I knew he was reacting emotionally and not rationally, but I was breaking through his outer shell. So many contradictions, it was making my head spin and my stomach flip flop.

How did I even know he was actually sleeping with whoever this Lusamine person was? He never outright said that he was sleeping with her. He just said he was tired of her bossing him around and that he wasn't fucking her at the moment. I had just assumed they were sleeping together, but he let me make that assumption so it must be true. I let out a loud frustrated scream and punched the ground. I hated feeling like this. I'm not some sad sack that cries all the damn time. I'm the cute, quirky pokemon trainer that can kick anyone's ass. I have a quick wit and the skills to back it up. I'm Professor Kukui's damn golden child! I should be able to handle a little emotional strife without breaking down. Yet here I was, curled up in a ball on the floor crying over a stupid boy.

Not just a boy, I was crying over Guzma. Crying because he hurt me emotionally and physically. Crying because I already forgave him for these actions even though I knew I shouldn't. Crying because I was ashamed of my behavior. But most of all, I was crying because Plumeria said she would keep us apart. The idea of possible never seeing Guzma again was unbearable to me right now. All I wanted was to talk to him and figure out what happened; where we went wrong and how we can fix things to move forward. I was ready for that, but I don't know if Guzma would ever be.

"Sylveon, please come out." I sniffed as I released my favorite pokemon from his ball. The beautiful fairy fox materialized in front of me, his beautiful blue eyes filled with concern for me the moment he was freed. He began nuzzling his head against my back, trying to push me up and onto the small bed. I complied reluctantly. My Sylveon let out a soft approving noise before he climbed up and joined me on the bed. We laid facing each other, eyes locked onto one another. This was a somewhat regular tradition Sylveon was used to. He knew there was something about his eyes that always calmed me down. Whenever I struggled to fall asleep we would have staring contests until I was so relaxed I couldn't keep my eyes open.

Right now a Sylveon staring contest was exactly what I needed. I wanted to take my mind off of Team Skull and Guzma, at least for right now so I could get some sleep. I knew I would be able to pass out easily, but I didn't want to cry myself to sleep. Sylveon would help calm my mind and settle anything I wasn't able to handle at the moment.

"I love you, handsome." I told him as my eyelids grew heavy. The last thing I heard was Sylveon giving me a quiet almost chirp like sound in response before I crashed. Today's events were too much for me to handle, and I almost wished I let my Gengar eat my dreams. I had no desire to see what my subconscious had to say about this whole ordeal.

It would probably tell me the truth about my feelings for Guzma, and I wasn't ready for that. Not yet.