This isn't a Game Anymore

Chapter 5: What Just Happened?!

⚠Warning: Mild Sexual content in this chapter!!

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The sweet satisfaction of sleeping with Artie, it was so much better than having to speak to her through the game. Yet, she did toss and turn a lot. I never expected her to be like that while sleeping, which made it near impossible for me to even get close to her in the dead of night. So many thoughts in my mind, such dirty thoughts that I need to hold back until the time is right. When I can fully confess MY love for HER.

I stayed with her through the night, until 5 in the morning, knowing her feathered pet was going to wake her and make her upset. From the first 3 days I have been in this world, I realized so much I actually never knew about the girl I unconditionally, and passionately love with everything I have. Artie was seemingly confident, energetic, yet reserved and scared like an abandoned puppy.

Now, I don't know what her past was like at all, but I'm sure it's nothing compared to mine. I guess. Though that's another story for another time, I want to focus on Artie. So when I left her room, for a good hour there was silence. Then the chirping and squawking started at 6:45, but that's when I heard it. The loud thump. Then I heard strange sounds, so I got up and wandered over to her room. They got louder. The rustling sound of sheets and the disturbing groans I heard. I busted into the room, only to see her looking at me all tired and groggy.

"Artie..." I whispered.

"P-peter..?" She mumbled.

I quickly walked over to her and kneeled down to her eye level as much as I could. She looked so tired, bags under her eyes and her hair a giant mess.

Did I do something to her?? Was it something else??

"How did.. I get here?" She spoke, her voice laced with sleepiness.

"You fell out of bed. Was it a nightmare?" I stared at her, hoping my assumption was wrong.

"N-not that I can remember.." A small relieved smile grew on my face.

She was ok, which is good and I just hope she doesn't ask about anything weird. Now that I think about it, did she know I was there all night? Artie couldn't have, she was in a deep sleep and just moved around a lot. If she questions me about if someone was in the room last night, then my plans have been ruined.

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(Artemis' POV)

Peter just went silent for a minute, I guess he wasn't sure what to say next or was he thinking. I wasn't sure, but he was staring at me or well zoned out completely that is. Even though I was sleepy still, I knew something needed to wake him up from zoning out. So I snapped my fingers a few times to wake him. He did and shook his head, a confused look on his face, accompanied by his messy raven hair made it kind of funny. Giggles escaped my mouth, and he just became more confused.

"What's so funny?" A bit of a derpy confused look was on his face.

"Your hair, it's a mess, Peter." I giggled more.

"It is?" Still confused.

"Yup!" I said reaching my hand up to make his hair an even bigger mess.

Before I knew it he had stopped me in my tracks, his hand gently gripping my wrist. Peter looked dead straight into my eyes, like a primal hunter staring down its next meal.

What is he doing? Is he gonna do all the things he's done in the game to me?

So many thoughts in my head, it was hard to ignore them in a moment like this. Especially since I was never in such a situation like this ever in my life. Who knows what will happen since this is the real freaking Peter, right in front of me!

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(3rd POV)

'DAMN IT!! What am I doing!? Not now! NOT NOW!?' Peter thought.

He shook his head and slowly released her arm while stepping back from her. He watched her face change to that of confusion.

'It doesn't matter now, she needs to forget this ever happened.' He thought once more.

He did exactly that, by throwing her blanket over her face and running away to hide. Peter got lucky that she didn't see where he went once she got the blanket off her.

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(Artemis' POV)

Where did he go?

When I took the blanket off, Peter was nowhere to be seen. I called out to him a few times, but no answer.

Did he hear me or not? Did I do something??

As time passed, and minutes became hours, without seeing Peter. He was hidden all day, and I was terribly miserable without him. He's my freedom from my own sad life, though the lore from the creator made his life sound more dull and miserable than mine. Although I don't know if he gets hurt by the people who raised him like I do...

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Late that night, I woke up to use the bathroom. As I walked out of my room I could hear strange muffled sounds coming from the "guest" room. I tip-toed over to the door, the sounds were louder and a little more clear to understand. They almost sound like-

OH MY GOD!? WAS HE THERE THE WHOLE TIME!? DOING THIS!!!!?

I couldn't think since all I knew was that if anyone heard him and busted in on him, I'd be in crazy big trouble. So I busted in, acting like I heard nothing, and walked in on him. His attention snapped over to me, his eyes wide and very embarrassed since his face was redder than the tomatoes in the kitchen. Both of us staring at each other, unable to think for a moment about what to do.

God.. I never thought I'd be seeing this ever in my life..

Every time I catch my eyes drifting down, I quickly advert them right back up to his sweaty face. I hate how curious I was, even when I'm dirty-minded, I'm still curious. I hate it. It's both a curse and a normal thing for any virgin out there like me, especially at my age. The ragging sexual storm in this small room was enough to make any touch-deprived person lose it.

"..A-Artie! I-I can explain!" Peter blurted out.

"I-Its fine! N-No need to!" I covered my eyes, "I-I'll leave!" Started closing the door.

"Ḁ̴͔͇̬͑͐̆̄́͋͛̐̅̄-̴̢̧̢̹͚͕̤̳͈̟̝͍͈̳̩̆̉A̵̡̡̛̛͙͎̙̩̩̫̩̮̭̬͔̳͝͝r̶̫͙̙̗̫̮̱͈͎̹̓͂̄͑̾̈́̐͌͘͝͝͠t̸̥́́̔̿͌̉̋͠ḯ̶̦͈̜̍̀͋̆̕ï̷̧̞̖͈̬̭̼̯͚̣̜̼̻̲̂̎̀ͅi̴̝̓é̵͉̰̙̞̹̟̥̗̜͖͗́͛Ȅ̵̡̨͓̳̮͚̦̲̖̗̭̿̍͒̚͜-̸̹̝̝͖͗̆͑̓̊́̕ę̸͓̑́̿͂͂̾͝-̷̨̛̤̲͔̯̣̻͓̦̙͛̈̍͂̚͝͝E̶̻̦̣̬̙̬͖̫͙̽͑͑͊̎̊̒̊..." His voice glitched.

I watched as he glitched, twitched, and spasmed. Even his voice was all weird and glitchy, and all I could do was stand there and watch. I wasn't sure if it was hurting him or not, but I was terrified. My thoughts were going wild with a voice telling me to do something, anything to stop this, to stop his suffering for a moment at least.

"H-H-He-Hel-p me-e-e-e.."