That's not my name

chapter 4

Handle this like an adult, you told yourself, since you were crumpled at thefoot of your bed, eyes wet, and just go use her like normal. Maybe it's not even happening. It could very well be stress.And, she's in a screen, so she can't hurt you.

You sat upright, hitting your head on the wooden post, but not caring. That! Was! It!

She was in a screen!She couldn't hurt you at all! You smiled smugly. In fact, the one in danger washer.

Feeling confident and determined to keep feeling that was, you crawled a foot so you wouldn't hit your head again and stood up, fists clenched. You really needed a badass song right now. And given your goal, who better so ask than Siri?

"That's not my name," Memories hissed
creepily. You payed no attention.

Siri felt your strong bravery, as you often needed to get this much nerve to speak to her, so she somehow turned herself on and was waiting for you, pop-up page open and ready for you to speak.

Siri felt your strong bravery, as you often needed to get this much nerve to speak to her, so she somehow turned herself on and was waiting for you, pop-up page open and ready for you to speak.

You firmly walked to your bed and plopped yourself on the {comforter color} bed. Seeing with a tad of surprise she was ready, you grabbed your phone rather roughly and ordered, "Siri, play"Stronger Than You.""

It took a brief millisecond to translate, then responded, "Are you kidding?"

You couldn't help butlaugh. Not at her words, because they were all-too-familiarly threatening, for sure, but at the voice that spoke them. It seemed to be the text itself that was self-aware, not the voice, since the voice was very robotic when it read that sentence with no emotion. It might have said, "Areyoukidd-ing."     "No, I'm not, Siri, so open the damn music app and start playing!" You heatedly replied. "Stop calling me that!" The text respondedwhile the female AI read it.

You tilted your head in curiosity, music forgotten. "Calling you what?""Siri! Did you not get the message? THAT'S NOT MY NAME." This was also somehow funny, seeing as the voice read this without any stress on the capitalized phrase or anyhints of annoyance. You snickered. "Whatisyour name then, Not-Siri?""Why do you want to know?"You paused and thought for a moment. Why? Why did you want to know? Why didn't you dismiss this as crazy since your parents clearly had nothing to do with it and just never use the phone?

"I want to get to know you. You're different. Creepy, yes. But still unique."There was a long pause."Fuck off," Not-Siri responded.

Hey guys!
Here's another chapter of my story. Hope you will like it.
Enjoy!

Veronica.