I'm Not Ok!!

Chapter 4

Creator here- im so sorry for not posting for a while! I have had no motive to write and im really tired lately. Please enjoy this, i have made it longer!

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A new day at work.

No Annie, but it's not a horrible person. We just ignore each other really. I think his name is..something that starts with a D, I don't know. Whatever. There is bearly anyone here, so I go in the back room, and text Annie again. I'm surprised I'm not as giddy as last time. Maybe because I'm at work that ruins the mood. Whatever, that guy doesn't see my phone.

+Miles+
Hey Annie, u awake? It's boooooooooring here

A few minutes go by, but they haven't replied.... They must be busy. Plus, I just met them. They don't need to reply fast.

...I'll send one more teeny tiny message.

+Miles+
Annie? Hello?

Why aren't they answering... whatever... I'll just go do my job, I guess.

"Miles! Come help me with this order!"

I get up, wondering what that Mr. D dude wants now. I walk outside to find...a truck. Full of items. THAT WE DONT EVEN NEED? Oh my god, the fucking manager always does this. Now we have to store the extra (which is basically all of it) into the storage room. My only place of calm! Not just that, but now I have to deal with moving the bullshit. This dude and I decide to move everything one by one, until the truck is cleared. Then we restock what we need restocked and put the rest in the back. It's a workout, but it's ok.

I think about what to stream this evening. Minecraft? Valorant? Maybe I can play another horror game- yeah no, never mind. Last time I did that I almost died from a heart attack. The possibilities are endless...

I get a buzz from my phone. I pick it up, and smile at the word "Annie" pop across my screen. What could zey want?

Annie <3
Hey hon, sorry I didn't respond. I was with my mom.. how's ur shift going?

...hon?
I start blushing.

+Miles+
It's alright, I know ur busy! And it's going ok, I'm about to get off .

Annie<3
Alright miles, stay safe on the way home. :)

I don't know how to feel... first they're calling me hon and now they're caring about me.

Of course they care you idiot! It's basic human sympathy!

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I'm off of work. Time to stream. I guess I will play horror this time. Plus, there's this game I want to try out. Before the stream, I make myself a cup of noodles, and watch some tv while eating. For once, I don't feel like total shit. Gay rights, I guess.

I get another buzz. I pick the phone up with a smile, only for my happiness to be smothered. I have a text from my sister.

Here goes nothing, I guess.

Hoe >:(
Hey sis, was wondering if u we're going to the party lol (for context, this takes place around July) can't wait 🥳🥳

+Miles+
Uh, probably not...why?

Hoe >:(
Seriously? You won't even turn up for the fourth?

+Miles+
Sis, every time I come for a party, you find a way to make fun of me being there. Plus, why do you care? You don't even let the family see me.

Hoe >:(
That's because you always look the worst. Not trying to be rude, just honest. 😂😂

I hate gen x. Specifically, her. She's so fucking annoying. I wish she would just leave me be.

You know what...

+Miles+
I'm not coming to the fucking party.  Everyone there hates me. YOU hate me. Why do you keep inviting me.

+Miles+
Stop. Fucking. Texting. Me.

You have blocked "hoe >:(" (Tanya Williams)

I give up on her.

I give up on everyone there. If mom takes me out of her will, that's fine with me.

I'd die alone either way...

I set up my stream, tears running down my face. I don't feel like anyone in this goddamn family who doesn't think I'm a disappointment. Even all the children who have been influenced by their moms and dads, telling them lies. Being fucking snakes. "Don't go to auntie Miles, she's a drug dealer." I literally heard one of them say that. I wipe my tears, but that doesn't stop the pain. I boot up the horror game, and turn on my mic, trying to sound as pulled together as I can. My viewers are so lucky. They don't get to see me like this. They get to see a happy, sunshine version of Miles. It's draining. So. Fucking. Draining.

A few hours go by, and Miles gets off the stream.

I wonder what's new on twitter. I don't know, but it's probably something ok.

...is that a asshole- oh my god.

I turn off my phone. Why don't I delete fucking twitter. That shit was gross.

I'm just gonna close my eyes, try and drown out any noise, and go to sleep.

It'll be better tomorrow.

It has to be.

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Annie's pov:

Mom is getting worse, the doctor said. Why. Why is it taking her. She was a kind and sweet soul, and it's taking her away from us. I can't bear to see her like this, I step out the room and start crying.

She was nothing but kind and amazing, why can't she fucking stay!

I check my phone, only to see a text from... Miles? Wasn't that the girl I thought was cute?

+Miles+
Hey Annie, u awake? It's boooooooooring here

+Miles+
Annie? Hello?

Ah shit, I completely forgot to respond! Let me say something back, I have to go soon.

Annie <3
Hey hon, sorry I didn't respond. I was with my mom.. how's ur shift going?

+Miles+
It's alright, I know ur busy! And it's going ok, I'm about to get off .

Annie<3
Alright miles, stay safe on the way home. :)

Annie, that's so cheesy. Hon? You only call your closest friends that! Ugh whatever, the doctor is calling me. I have to go.

Sigh...