I’ll Never Give Up
A comfortable, ambient air filled the small apartment room. Only the squeak of a chair, the light tapping of a keyboard and hum of a laptop could be heard.
“Ahhh, I’m bored! Did you find anything interesting?” Vy tossed her phone on the table and plopped herself on the bed next to Peter who was lying down with a laptop open.
She looked over his shoulder, “That’s rare for you. What are you doing on
there?”
Peter could feel a tinge of a terrifying aura emanating from behind him. Vy sounded casual, but there was a little tick on her last word that made him want to clear his throat.
“Wait- Wait Vy. There’s a good reason for this. Calm down.”
“I
am calm.”
Now Peter knew she definitely wasn’t calm. “I was just checking something! You just happened to look when I was on the front page.”
“You’re like a full page down!”
Peter paused and thought to himself.
Shit.
“What is this?!” She climbed out from the bed and stood up looking down at Peter. “I’m not enough for you? I’m not good enough?!”
“Wait Vy, let me-“
“I see you some nights, sneaking away to the living room. I peek out and I see you on this site all the time. Are these girls better than me? Do you need porn more than you need me?!”
Vy was in a fit of rage. Her eyes were welling, her arms were flailing as she lashed out at Peter who was frantically trying to interrupt and calm her down.
“What do you want more? Do you want a wife, or do you want a
waifu?!”
Peter sat on the bed resigned and silent, looking up at Vy who loomed over him menacingly. He felt like he wouldn’t be winning this argument.
The air was filled with a chill now. The room was silent save for the hum of the laptop and Vy’s sobs.
“I know what you’re into. You’re into
that kind of stuff huh? You’re saying you can only live your dreams in the 2D world huh?!”
“Uh, well…”
“I thought you said you would never let me down! I was fine when you were browsing some of the more i-interesting tags,” She stuttered as her eyes narrowed and she seemed to recall something she didn’t want to. I was fine when you were ogling that NaPaTa Pandemonium announcement post.”
“But last night, I saw you open the laptop and,” She paused for a moment and the tension was palpable. “I saw you reading…
Free.”
Peter immediately gagged and coughed, “Wait, what the hell?!”
She glared at Peter before abruptly remarking, “Wait a minute.” Vy tilted her head slightly, and suddenly wore a look of both confusion and curiosity. She looked into the distance searching for something in her memories.
“Uh, that was me wasn’t it?” She awkwardly rubbed the back of her head, embarrassed and blushing. “H-hehe.”
“Don’t give me that!” Peter comically fell backwards on the bed, lightly rubbing his temples.
“Sorry sorry, I’ll make it up to you later babe,” She said as she sat down next to him, and picked up the laptop.
“I saw you almost laughing when you said †˜waifu’!” The two of them lightly laughed in unison.
“Anyways, what were you doing here anyways? Find something nice?” She said nonchalantly while browsing the frontpage.
“Pandemonium I guess.”
“Well, other than that.”
“I really was just passing by. I was going to check the Writing and Fanfiction forum.” Peter nudged Vy over who looked curiously at the screen.
“For what?”
“Remember, they have that annual writing contest or whatever. There’s that guy that writes about us.”
“Oh, ooooh yeah! That uh, Nine guy. What was his name? Nine-eight or break or something?”
Peter laughed, “I’m pretty sure his name is xninebreaker. Look right here, he posted on the thread.”
“You know Peter, I’m pretty sure he isn’t writing about us.”
“Well maybe not, but isn’t that a crazy coincidence that he uses the name Peter and Vy? And he always uses them as a couple.”
“That could be anyone! Do you know how common our names are?”
Peter pondered, he wasn’t really convinced, but it’s not like he had any proof otherwise. “I suppose so. But, just what if someone was writing about us? Like you know, uh-”
“Like Tuan?”
“Oh yeah! Like Tuan! He writes stories right?”
“You’re crazy babe,” Vy took back the laptop and began reading the contest thread as Peter was furiously typing on his phone. Just a moment later, his phone beeped. Vy looked up at Peter, “Tuan is so quick sometimes. What’d he say?”
“He says †˜no’.”
“You see! Why would anyone be writing about us? Besides, do you see this guy’s stories? He’s always trying to kill us.”
Peter looked over Vy’s shoulder who was now looking at xninebreaker’s post history. “Oh I remember his first one! That’s when I died huh? Ah, that was so sad! I left a note and stuff.”
“His one in 2012 was about you being all scrawny,” Vy laughed as she poked at Peter’s chest.
Peter poked her back and then the two of them entered a furious brawl of pokes and tickles.
After a few minutes, Vy was left clutching her sides, hardly able to contain her laughter. “Okay, okay okay, I lose.”
After a moment’s rest they turned back to the laptop and Vy commented, “That one was sad too though wasn’t it? We had terminal illnesses.”
“Yeah. He doesn’t really end it, but I mean, the outcome can’t be good. The one after that is rough too. It’s kind of long though,” Peter said.
“I don’t remember; let’s see, click it. The 2013 one.” Peter clicked it and let Vy read it. “Oh this one! It’s sort of like an abandoned city or something.”
“Well I think it’s more like the place is beaten up from war. I just think it’s just sad because I die in the end looking for your grave.”
“Like it’s implied that Peter and Vy made a promise to be together? Well that’s kind of sad.”
“Yeah, it’s pretty sad,” Peter responded in agreement, reading bits of the story before making his way back to the 2015 Winter Contest thread. “Anyways, he didn’t write anything last year since he was judging. But, look, he’s entering this year!”
“Oh, you’re right. He says †˜he’s game’, but isn’t there only like 6 hours left? And look at the themes, comedy and elderly. I guess he could do elderly, but trying to imagine him doing a comedy for us after all these years is kind of hard.”
“I thought you said he wasn’t writing about us.”
“Whatever! It’s just fun to think he is okay?”
Peter laughed at the pouting Vy, “Well, anyways, he’s been commenting on the thread, so I guess he’s just stuck on the theme. I like his stories, I hope he enters.”
“Why don’t we ask him?”
“What? How?”
“Message him babe. I’m sure he won’t mind.”
Peter mulled over the thought. Peter felt there was nothing was really wrong with that, but the idea was weird to him. The contest was almost over anyways.
“I’ll start then,” Vy took the laptop and began composing a message.
[Hello xninebreaker. I’m your biggest fan ever <3. I wanted to know if you are entering the writing contest this year.]
“Wait!” Peter shouted upon noticing what she was writing. “You’re on my account. That’s embarrassing!”
“It’s not like you post on the forums. It’s okay! I bet he’ll be happy!” Vy struggled for control while mischievously laughing, but eventually folded and gave the laptop back.
“Okay let me do this,” Peter said, rewriting the message.
[Hello xninebreaker, I read the Writing and Fanfiction forum sometimes and noticed you haven’t posted something this year. Are you entering?]
Peter sent the message after which Vy chimed in with a groan, “You’re so boring! What if he ignores you now? Really though, I guess if he’s working on it, he probably doesn’t have time to answer.”
Peter shrugged and clicked on the site’s logo to return to the frontpage. Much to his surprise something was different. There was a notification for him.
Vy and Peter looked quizzically at one another. “New upload?” Vy asked. “Go check, maybe it’s Free.”
“Wrong account.”
“Well actually, yesterday…”
“Oh god.” Peter’s face slightly contorted. “You’ve got to be kidding.”
Vy, who was wearing an innocent face, said, “You can enjoy it with me you know…”
“Dear lord, you were just yelling at me!”
“I was just kidding! You know I’ve always wanted you to read some.”
“No.”
Peter clicked his notifications while Vy was chuckling to herself. It was a message from xninebreaker. “Well, that was fast,” he remarked.
[Yes. And nice to meet you. Are you entering as well?]
Vy looked over, surprised. “Oh, he’s just like Tuan. So fast.”
The two of them looked at each other again. “You think it might be him?” Peter asked.
“Uh, probably not?” She said questionably, not entirely sure herself. “Anyways, you should reply.”
“Yeah, it’s probably not him. And yeah, give me a second.”
[Glad to hear it! I’m not entering, I just like to read the stuff here sometimes. Do you think you’ll win?]
The two of them waited a minute, before refreshing and lo and behold, they got another message.
[Aw that’s too bad, we could always use more entries! If you want, feel free to stop by the Writer’s Lounge and chat. Anyways, to answer your question, I think I’ve got a great chance at winning. As you might know I write about two recurring characters, and this time the themes comedy/elderly were tough, but I seriously have something great. I just need to edit it right now. Look forward to it, it’s one of the greatest endings I’ve thought up. I’ll have it up an about an hour.]
“Geez, the guy types a damn essay,” Peter said.
“He’s pretty nice though. I think I saw him telling some other people to stop by the Writer’s Lounge in his other posts too.”
“Well, it looks we don’t have to worry. Let’s check back later.”
The two of them decided to cook something, and leisurely ate while discussing what xninebreaker could write.
A little over an hour passed and the two of them laid back on the bed and refreshed the page. xninebreaker’s post was up.
“Look babe! Go look,” Vy said excitedly. Peter was eager too so he didn’t hesitate.
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Never Say Goodbye
Part 1
I’ve put some of the story in a separate post
here. There’s a reason I want you to read it in another thread for context; I'd never desert you after all. Once you’ve read it, move to the next part.
Part2 (Please read part 1 first)
Peter and Vy don’t die this year. Merry late Christmas everyone!