After Death

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???'s POV:
"It's been months since the virus spread like crazy and when I was... different. I can't live with it anymore. I try to solve my problems with friends around me, but I still feel lost. I need more help, but who can help me? Has that think really brought a new future for me? Am I doomed to live that day over and over again? Because it sure feels like it. I have nightmares about it. Who else can express the same feelings as me? Heh, it's strange talking to a death corpse. Again, I have no one else to talk to, you're who I have left, McNugget."

"Are you sure that's all you have left?"

"Huh? Who's there? I don't remember anyone following me."

"Heh, did you really forgot, you idiot? It's me, Angel."

"Shit, Angel? Where did you come from? I didn't even hear you walking behind me."

"You really don't remember, anyway, we went separate ways, you were going to the cemetery and I was going to get some drinks."

For those who are new, I guess I'll explain: a few months ago, the .EXE virus was active. Many of you know that I got infected and all that jazz. You know, my typical life. Though, it was different this time. A different power came and basically fused with me. I became a different person, something else. I only knew I wasn't myself, like that part of me died for a few moments. It was worse because I was a .EXE, not a good combination because us fused were a much more of a threat to the world. I did conquer the world before, but that took maybe two years. This invasion would have taken only a few hours. So much has happened that my brains about to explode. Anyway, I'm sure you know who I am, hopefully. Angel was a very good friend of mine who was always there, no matter how she's feeling herself. I wonder if that's healthy or not. She's like the sister I could never have. She had brought me a shake to cool off my mind. I'm sure she had the opposite, a coffee.

"How are you anyway, RoPo? By the looks of things, not so well. I can see that being the case, especially since you were in that incident a while ago."

"You make it sound like it happened yesterday and I don't like that," I said after grabbing the milkshake from Angel, "I really don't want to talk about it. It's a touchy subject for me."

"You don't think I know that? I've been where you were. In my case, I lasted an entire year, no self control. I understand your issues, I, out of anyone, would know." She's has a good point. AJ was like the only person I knew that experience the same faith as me. I guess I can rely on her.

"Thanks for the drink, by the way. I appreciate it."

"Please, don't worry. I'll be here, ok? Anyway, here." Angel handed me a bouquet of flowers, it was for McNugget. The once he had were already dead. Just like my life. I placed the flowers next to McNugget's grave and noticed Angel walking to the right. I followed behind and finally noticed that she was visiting her mom's grave.

"You know, I guess we are the same. We both lost the people we love and cared for. We both witnessed their death and were heartbroken. Heh, I guess we are the same person, right?"

"I guess, do you want something to eat. I'll pay."

"I don't mind either way, let's go." We both left the cemetery and walked into a diner down the street. It was half empty, not bad. We sat down by a window and waited to be served. It felt like it took hours. I have been very impatient lately, not to mention dishonest and I give others a look. I ain't myself! When the waitress came by to take our order, I just pulled up my hood and turned away from her. I can't look at others like normal. I lost my smile, too. I'm glad AJ put in my order, how does she have the patience to be with me? I don't understand anymore.

Angel's POV:
I understood that RoPo was having a rough few months. I knew he wasn't his normal self. I'm not much of a talker when it comes to feelings and such, but I'm always there for the other. We ate our dinner and I could tell that RoPo wasn't feeling well.
"It's ok if you can't eat. Don't force yourself to, ok?" Force feeding won't help anyone here. He did, at least, keep his promise to pay. I carried the leftovers and asked him then if he wanted to stay at my place. To make him feel better, his house needed renovation anyway. He only nodded and we walked to my apartment complex. He's actually never been here, despite us being friends. I think he felt calmer and relaxed. That's good at the very least.

"Angel?"

"Hmm?"

"Thanks. Thanks for being patient with me, I don't know who else would have that kind of patience."

"I can think about two more who will have the same kind of patience as me." As we entered my apartment, it smelled like hot chocolate. I saw my brother, Alex making it in this cold day. Exactly what we needed, something warm to fill our hearts. His heart in particular.

"You're back, it's about time and you brought him too? Good."

"Just relax, ok. It's like last time, only different. I told him to come over so he wouldn't be alone. He could just sleep on the couch."

"Hell no. I'm sleeping on the couch, RoPo sleeps in my room." We agreed on something at the very least. It's hard to agree with anything with Alex over here. RoPo was sitting on the couch, he had a cup of hot chocolate and sipped on it. I just sat down next to him and turned on the TV.

"Good evening Greenfield, I'm McCarther and this is the Greenfield News Station coming to deliver the evening news. At 7:34 pm, the president announced that the .EXE virus was contained. We don't need to worry about that anymore. Here is a message from President David..."

"The .EXE virus was contained thanks to the heroes who saved us from this catastrophe. In their honor and sacrifice, I invited them to come over to the White House for a proper celebration. It was a challenge to face, yes very little survived. However, we always come out on top. Thank you again to the heroes and hope to see them at the White House on Friday at 9 pm."

"There you have it ladies and gentlemen, thank those who save us yet again. In other news..."

"Huh, you got an award? That's nice." I could tell RoPo wasn't alright after hearing that.

"I didn't do that much, I'm sure the others will be more rewarded than me."

"Sacrifice. There was sacrifice. You were almost the sacrifice."

"Ok, enough! Just calm down. You should just sleep. It will help you." RoPo gave me this look and walked to Alex's room to rest. It was too much anyway, welp at least the virus won't come again.

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