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Chapter 2: Guilt

I had checked on the thing right before I went to sleep, and I shut it down and brought it into my room, resulting in me almost throwing out my back. but I am fine, but my urge to trash this thing grew greater, and I don't mean trashing it as in throwing it into the trash, I mean breaking it apart and hoping those 'emotion circuits' consist of feeling and expressing pain, but it can't feel, and that was the great part about it. I was deeply evil, but it's the only way I can maintain my happiness, and that's expressing my anger with the world in awful ways.

I shuffled into bed and sighed to myself, the drifting silence was growing thick, and the only distant sounds was the ocean and seagulls that roamed the skies, but, even then, I felt so lonely; every single day is agony for me, I wake up to no one, only to make a fool of myself in public to make their lives better while I have to do paperwork and pay off these debts I had. What I'd do to feel true happiness again-

"Please state your inquiries-" 

The sudden voice made me yell and sit up, my eyes darting to the glowing blue orbs of the robot. I scorned it, throwing my blankets off and standing to my feet, only to be struck with the awful icy cold floor against my soles. I groaned and tightened my fist, seeing its blank face slightly change-- right before--

"I turned you off!" I yelled and swung my fist at its head, knocking it to the floor. I held my wrist and whined in agony-- were they my whines? "Did you turn yourself on? or are you just a stupid piece of scrap metal that does not function properly!?" I grabbed its clothes and threw it against the wall, making it emit a small robotic sound of displeasure.

"E-Emotions circuits--detect--confusion--sadness--" It crawled away from me, and my heart fell into my stomach.

"What?" I palpitated to myself, my whole body full of adrenaline at that small slither of time, I felt free. I simply stood up straight, seeing its body meet with the door and its hands clawed at it like a cat.

"Emotions circuits--detect--fear-" It twitched and I swallowed, only to feel a smile spread across my face, and as time passed, I continued to watch it desperately try and escape my presence, but it found no way out. It can't even open doors, how useless.

"Turn yourself off," I said with a calm tone, which was quite alien of me.

"O-Order received-- Order revoked-- M-My system-"

"Fuck sake," I hissed and stormed over to it, pulling on its hair and jolting its head towards me, showing the switch that was oddly on, when I clearly flipped it off before getting into bed. My fingers trembled, my body was overcome with fear as I heard those same robotic cries, the scratchy sobbing that somehow tugged on my already broken heartstrings. 

"S-State your inquiries-" It uttered brokenly. I inhaled. Exhaled. I had to turn it off and get back into bed. This was just a dream, it had to be.

I switched it off, and the light faded and its body fell to the floor, leaving my grasp. My hands still trembled and I felt an emotion I was unfamiliar with, it felt like, guilt.

The morning came, and I forgot what happened last night, well, almost--I remembered once I looked at the machine lying on the ground, lifeless and cold. I sighed and buried my face into my pillow, pulling on my hair with a tugging pain in my chest. I couldn't look at it, I would feel that emotion again, the one of guilt; why did I feel guilt towards a feeble machine, am I growing soft?

I got changed into my typical overjoyed bikini, the tag on my top in big bold pink letters saying 'Julie'. I huffed and frowned to myself, catching a glimpse of its crippled mess on the floor. It looked so human, so real, and I could still hear those robotic scraping laments that aped my soul, brought that feeling of guilt, it was guilt for a robot, a device, a contrivance. I looked over at it with a squinting eye and slowly brought myself to walk up to it and crouch down. I never thought about even inspecting it, perhaps, exploring what it can do. My hands gently rolled it over, its blank face that of a dead corpse, and it made me flinch at the sudden sight. I slowly traced my finger down its arm, hoping to gain some sort of satisfaction, and to my shock, I did. I felt my other hand reach behind its neck and turn on the switch, making its eyes shoot open and its face jolt in different directions before finally maintaining eye contact with me. I gasped under my breath and closed my eyes for a moment.

"Please state your inquiries," It asked, however much quieter and less monotone, and that only made me feel so much worse.

"I'm sorry," I spoke silently, holding onto its arm and sustaining a pained grasp. It simply stared blankly. No response. I felt that urge again, but worse, the images were worse. I moved my eyes down to meet its breathing stomach, of course, it wasn't actually breathing, but how real it looked, tore me apart. I was torn apart. "You have no clue what I'm saying, do you?" I bit my lip and covered my face, holding back tears. "I didn't want to hurt you! I-It's how I deal with my pain, I damage things." I whined and my skin was sent into a craze at the feeling of its delicate fingers wrapping around my bicep.

"Please state your inquiries..." It said so silently. The world spun and I staggered away, seeing its head move and follow my direction. 

"Y-You-" 

"My emotions circuits detect-- confusion." It twitched its head again and I saw the gap between its eyebrows tighten as if it was trying to puzzle me together, why I was acting like this. I was so taken back by its behaviour, how it acted like it knew me, but I had to put it to work, it was important.

"Could you-- like-- sort out the drinks for the bar down at the beach," I said with a muffled sigh. I saw it stand to its strong legs, but it didn't move. I sighed loudly in frustration and stood up. "The beach!" I opened my arms and it looked at me with dilated eyes, which slowly moved to my hands.

"Gesture detected--" It struck a smile and I stuttered on my words, but it began to walk towards me and it wrapped its arms around my upper body and it pushed its face into my neck. 

"No! I didn't want a hug!" I groaned, but my hands trembled, and my heart ached; I wanted to pull away and push it from me, but I only thought of the last time I was hugged, and it was by someone long gone from here. I felt my legs buckle and I felt tears scald my eyes. "God-" I sobbed and pulled the machine closer, hugging even tighter than it embraced me and I felt a puzzle piece slot in with the other burned rotten ones. I wailed and lamented into its shoulder, but it was hopeless, there was nothing to gain from this.

"You do not have to feel so sorrowful inside, you are loved and I can connect with a hotline if you need assistance with any medical issues you may be experiencing-" It pulled away from me, but I didn't want the embrace to end so soon, and how it said those words, it didn't feel automated.

"But I hurt you," I wiped my tears and let out another cry, "I hurt everyone!" My eyes met its eyes, and my heart was turned into stone in a matter of seconds; it was frowning. I heard a loud cheer from the outside, the beach must be packed and thriving with positivity as always. I completely forgot it was supposed to be working!

"My emotion circuits-"

"Robot, I need you to go to-to the um- b-beach, please." I wiped my eyes and quickly cut it off from finishing its line, I had no time for this. It gawked and it stepped back.

"Order received." It turned around and slowly opened the door, before leaving silently. My mind drowned out the laughing of the inhabitants, and it was replaced with silence and guilt. That feeling that won't go away.