lonely heart - a discord story

chapter 2: i think you're really cool by guardin

alexsuxx is calling...

"gwennnn!"

"alex bro it's 3am, what do you want?" 

"i met a new person and she wants to join the server."

"i'm going the fuck back to sleep. you are a dickhead."

"no gwen this is importanttt," 

alex's whines are endearing. gwen has gotten used to the dynamic between them for the past two months or so. they too met on discord. its weird, they think. three months ago they had no clue the other even existed. now they stay on calls for hours and fight like siblings. 

"my sleep schedule is also important."

"no it's not. gwen, i would be completely okay with you ruining your sleep schedule to talk to me."

"you say that like i haven't already." 

"you love me."

"no, i actually hate you with a passion."

they both know there is no truth in the statement. 

"so who's the new person?" gwen settles back in her chair, adjusting her mic.

"her name is winnie, i met her in the wilbur soot discord." 

"alright. well we can call her and the others tomorrow and see what she's like. we'll do like, an interview or something." gwen ends the sentence with a yawn and rubs her eyes.

"yeah, okay. i'll dm her. you can go back to sleep now." 

gwen smiles. no matter how hard he tries to seem above everyone else, alex cares. in his own dumb way.

"nah. wanna play on the server?"

"no. play roblox with me."

"i'm not fucking playing roblox."

"play roblox with me or i'm blocking you."

gwen and alex play roblox. they play until the sun rises down under and gwen can barely keep her eyes open. she leaves their call to go to sleep. it's only 9pm for alex. timezones suck.

he leaves the call and clicks over to his dms with winithepooh. they've been talking on and off since yesterday when he met her; stupid fights about england vs scotland and minecraft and talks about dreamsmp lore. he cracks his knuckles, then types.

alexsuxx: my friend says we're going to interview you when she wakes up

alexsuxx: get ready to be interrogated

winithepooh: i have nothing to hide i swear

alexsuxx: i don't believe you

winithepooh: don't ask me about the sounds coming from the basement

alexsuxx: oh okay seems legit

winithepooh: message me when ur friend wakes up

alexsuxx: will do

he wants to ask her to call again. maybe they can play bedwars some more, or he can invite her to the minecraft server early and just show her around. he craves her company but is too afraid to ask for it.

and then,

winithepooh: wanna play bedwars with me?

alex had never opened minecraft faster.

// 2 weeks later //

"there cannot be communism without a revolution, gwen. it's either join us or be our enemy." 

"what happened to you and i against the world?"

"my allegiance is to communism. to the good of the people!"

"i hate you!"

"you were my sister. but you have been blinded by capitalism."

"and you were my brother. but i cannot help you destroy innocent lives. see you on the other side alex."

alex watches gwen's minecraft character walk away, through the stone walls of their commune and back to the village she came from. his character stands at a bench under an oak tree. he hears footsteps behind him.

"how'd it go?" winnie's soft voice speaks through the dark fog of stinging betrayal. he turns to see her standing beside him.

"she won't listen to me. she believes all the lies that President Belle has been feeding her. she won't listen to her own.. brother..."

"i'm sorry alex. not everyone can be helped. you did what you could."

alex doesn't speak.

"besides, i'll always be here with you. comrades forever, right?"

and of course, it's all fake. it's dumb minecraft roleplay and after this stream is over they're all going to laugh about it and compliment each other's acting. but for some reason there are still butterflies dancing in the pit of his stomach and he can't seem to form words. 

he takes a breath.

crouches his minecraft player.

"comrades forever," he replies.

he hopes it's true. 

he hopes something else, too, but he won't admit it to himself just yet.