Lines of Code (To the moon)

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Neil sat in the void that he created for himself inside his own little machine. He rested his head in his hands as his headache turned from noticable to pounding. His little invention was having an effect on his head, he had yet to see what yet. However, the point was that he was now inside something other than the normal world. The only problem: she was there. 

Faye lived inside that machine, he didn't know if it was all that comfortable, but he assumed it was better than dead. At least, that's what he was relying on- for now at least. She seemed contempt with the way her life had been going. She didn't seem upset, trapped in that little void.

"You finally got in," she had said, her wings spreading as she flew slightly above Neil. It was both intimidating and beautiful. "Don't underestimate the power of monster and opiods," he spoke with his eyes focused on her, unable to make contact. Her beautiful figure landed softly on the ground.

It had been a month or two since he had gotten into the machine, and if he was honest, he developed some sort of bond with faye. Sure, it was a bit strange since she had already gone through all of Neil's passed memories, even those that were blocked out- but having her around was nice... almost too nice at some points.

Faye's voice broke him out of the zoned-out-state he had been in. "Y'know, I've never been one for big protective gestures," she twirled her hair and sat down next to Neil, "but if you keep doing this you're going to kill yourself." He took off his glasses and wiped them on his shirt, straining for the few seconds they were off. 

 "There's a reason I'm doing this." 

"Oh, please. You don't have to be so dramatic," Faye tilted her head slightly to the left, having a half concerned and half annoyed expression on her face. 

Neil pushed himself up off the ground with a quiet whimper. "Not being dramatic, just telling the truth." He subconsciously began biting his nails. 

"When are you going to tell her?" 

Ah yes, the other her. The girl he'd been best friends with since middle school, the one that didn't even know what he was going through... yet still stayed by his side doing it. He couldn't deny his feelings toward her that he had for a long time, but they'd surpringly begun to fade recently. He began to appreciate the friendshipe more. Didn't mean he loved her any less. However, he'd began to fear that his feelings drifted somewhere else. 

"Soon," he responded.

"You're never going to do it. You're just going to die with regrets, that's why you're doing this. Getting best of both worlds-" 

"Shut up."

She looked sadly at him. Though his emotions were hard to read because of his mirrored lenses, she could tell how distraught he was. She stood up and spread her wings and wrapped her arms and wings around him. 

"She cares a lot about you. You need to tell her someday." 

Neil's face turned a bright red, "I... know." 

She pulled away from the hug and held his onto his shoulders, trying to look past the mirrored lenses and see his bright emerald eyes, "Promise me you'll tell her, and that you're not going to cut your life short because of this machine."

 There was a long pause between the two. 

"I promise."