No Longer Wanted Stories

How She Plays the Game

🎮How She Plays the Game🎮

AlexaPOV.:

"ANDY! That's not fair!" I whined as his character started shooting my character.

"Yeah right, you walked right into the trap, so really, you just lost." He shrugged.

"Why you little-"

"MOM! ALEX WAS GOING TO CURSE!!!" He yelled, smirking at me.

(*sshole.)

"ALEX! NO CURSING!!!" My mother yelled, the voice of my dad's laughter heard slightly in the background.

"Daddy?" I squealed when I realized I heard him. I ran to the kitchen and saw mom on her laptop.

"In here!" I heard him laugh slightly. I walked to them, and saw dad on the computer, his army jacket covered in a thin layer of dust. "Hey baby girl, how are you doing?" He smiled. I realized that there was a small cut on his brow.

"I'm doing fine. Are you okay? You have a cut on your eyebrow." I asked worriedly.

"Yes, I'm fine. I'm in the hospital, had my shoulder dislocated. I might be coming back in a few weeks." He smiled brightly.

"YAY!"

"Honey? Are you still making those YouTube videos?" He asked.

"Yup. Oh you just reminded me, I need to make a new video, thanks daddy!" I kissed him a good bye.

"She's still the same interesting Alexa I now and love," he chuckled.

(Yup.)

I ran up stairs, and into my room. (What to play, what to play...) A small gasp escaped me as I thought of the perfect game.

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Finishing my 'Let's Play' of Undertale, I skipped towards my brother's room and knocked. "Andy! Can I come in?" Andy grunted a low yes in response. Opening the door, I skipped into the room happy as a little kid who just won herself the big stuffed animal at a ring toss booth, but I froze in my spot as I noticed Andy's red rimmed eyes, and phone in his hand. "Andy, what's wrong Bro-Bro?"

"D-dad's g-going o-on a mi-mission to-onight." My eyes widened as my body froze in panic.

My breathing turned shallow, I felt like I was chocking, and my vision became blurry. I was feeling lightheaded, and the only thing going through my head was Andy's words. (Dad's going on a mission tonight. Dad's going on a mission tonight. Dad's going on a mission tonight. Dad's going on a mission to-)

I suddenly gasped for air as I felt Andy start doing CPR on me. "God d*mn it Alexa! You can't just go around having panic attacks like a lunatic!" Warm tears ran down my cheeks, my chest hurting because of the CPR, and I was shivering like crazy now. Andy sighed and pulled me into his arms, rubbing circles on my back. "Sorry Alex, I just don't want anything to happen to you. I don't want a repeat of the last panic attack."

A shudder ran through my spine at the memory. I don't remember what had caused the panic attack, but I do remember being alone and gasping for air. I had woken up in a hospital with an air tube shoved down my throat, and a doctor immediately taking it out, which cause me to puke. I was already diagnosed with anxiety, but now it was more severe, and now I have to swallow two pills per day.

"I got a letter in the mail." Andy whispered in my ear. "It's from some people asking if you wanna accept an offering." I nodded for him to continue. "It's a game contest, forgot the name of the game... They want you, well, 'Archer', to go there and play." I froze once again, but before I could go full panic attack mode, Andy started talking about Ethan, his boyfriend, and how Gwen, his ex-girlfriend, was being a b*tch and trying to get him back.

"Andy, I wanna sleep." Nodding, Andy helped me take of my clothes before passing me one of his shirts. Now wearing my undies and his shirt, while he was now in his batman boxers, he pulled the covers off his bed and pulled into his arms. "Sleep tight, we'll see if dad's here by tomorrow."

"You mean when he gets back from his mission." Andy muttered a 'yeah'. "Night Bro-Bro." My eyes fluttered closed right at that time.

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The second the gun went off, I saw bits if blood and brain flying everywhere, all left was the same blue eyes I inherited looking back at me, unblinking, dull, and dead. "No..." I couldn't believe my eyes. "No." My father's brown hair seemed longer than I last remembered, but the blood on the sides made me forget that. "No!" I collapsed as air became difficult to grasp. "NO!" I felt something shaking me. "NOOO!!!" My eyes fluttered open to meet my brother shaking my side.

"Alexa? What happened? You where having a panic attack in your sleep, I almost though it was a seizure. Oh my god, are you okay?" Andy muttered, helping me up and immediately shoving a breathing mask on my face and yelling me to squeeze his hands, or follow his fingers with my eyes, and sh*t like that. "Tell me what happened?" He finally asked once I was relaxed, and breathing through the oxygen mask .

"Daddy... was shot... through... the head... in front... of me... and... I was... holding... the gun." I stated In between each breath.

Andy sighed softly and pulled me closer, running a hand through my hair and kissing the top of my head. "Hey, hey. It's okay. You're okay. It was just a dream, okay? Dad's still alive, he's fine. He's going to be fine. You'll see. He'll just call us in a few days and make fun if our likings like always. You'll see." I sniffled, wiping my face with the palm of my hand and nodding. "Good. Go back to sleep. I'll be right here, if anything happens I'll be your supper hero."

"Th-tha-anks A-An-ndy. Y-you-ou're th-the b-be-est per-perso-on I kn-kno-ow. I l-lo-ove y-you." I stuttered out in between sniffles. I didn't hear what he said because I was already back to sleep.

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"Morning." I mumbled out as I trudged into the kitchen with half open eyes. I hardly slept a wink, and I still had college to get ready for. "Flakes?"

Andy nodded and passed me a bowl filled with corn flakes and milk. "Want me to drive you to school, or what?"

"I'm sleep deprived bro, drive for me. By my man slave for the day!" I cried dramatically, plopping down on the chair and gobbling down the flakes that were placed in front of me. "I'm going to go change, okay? Yell when you're ready to go."

He stuck his tongue out, but nodded nonetheless.

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"Hey guys, girls, its, creatures, and whatever the h*ll you are! This is part two to Undertale, pacifist version. Last time, Goat Mom let us out of the ruins after we mercy-ed the sh*t outta her."

"YO! A! D'YA WANT PIZZA OR BURGERS!"

"Urg," I removed my headphones and glared at the door. "BURGERS! NOW SHUSH! I'M MAKING A VIDEO!"

"SORRY! GO BACK TO YOUR JUNK!"

"NYAAAAA!" I stuck my tongue out, even though he couldn't see me.