No Choice |Glitchy Red X Reader|

___CHAPTER SEVEN___

:  PATHETIC.
:  WEAK.
:  DESPERATE.
:  USELESS.
:  V I R U S.

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____Y/N'S POV

"I'm so stupid for thinking we could become friends!"

"He was a fucking video game character that screamed;

STAY AWAY FROM ME, I'M A FUCKING PESSIMIST!"

"But... at the same time..."

"It wasn't necessarily his fault... Sonic said that his program was corrupted... or some shit like that at least."

I was laying back in my bed and using my hands to talk like every basic chick ever these days. Bean was supposed to be listening to me and consoling me through my issues, so I looked up at him to make sure he was paying attention.

"Are you even listening to me?" I shot him a glare. He licked my cheek before letting out a cute doggy yawn that made my heart do somersaults.

"Are you... talking to a dog...?" I heard a voice that literally came out of nowhere but had a source somewhere. The voice sounded like Red, but I just assumed it was God, or some universal form of him talking to me with his voice.

Even better, he's Keanu Reeves with Red's voice.

YESSSS!

THE INTERNET BUDDHA HIMSELF IS SPEAKING TO ME FROM ABOVE!

"Yes, I am! Because God doesn't bother to help unlucky girls like me with their boy troubles, now does he?! And Keanu Buddha is too humble to help me in the first place!!" I yelled back at my ceiling, a scowl on my face as I crossed my arms in frustration.

"Did you just...? First of all, I'm not God— or Keanu Reeves... Second, why are you yelling so damn much?" The voice replied back with a very annoyed tone, one that I couldn't muster or compare to.

Nah, who needs tone when you got resting bitch face 24/7?

That sound of annoyance was very familiar.

It was a tone that I loathed, and it wasn't Red's voice for once.

Wait a minute...

"Wait!! YOU'RE NOT GOD OR KEANU REEVES WITH RED'S VOICE!!" I screamed and fell out of my bed. I hit the back of my head on the floor and groaned in pain.

That realization hurt like a bitch...

Laughter surfaced from somewhere around me, definitely not the ceiling this time, and I growled at the obnoxious sound.

Wow, what has gotten into me...?

I have been really thinking about Red a lot lately, huh...

"Fuck you, Tyler!! I'm gonna murder you in your stupid dorm room!!" I yelled as I stood up on my feet from the floor and dusted myself free of any dirt or dust bunnies. The laughter only grew louder and I was about to punch the wall when I realized something else.

"Wait... Where IS your voice coming from then?!" I searched around frantically for any sign of my younger brother. I patted myself down for anything that could have possibly reminded me of Tyler and growled when I couldn't find the source.

"You butt dialed me, dumbass. Anyway, who's Red? Your new fling?" He started and my eyes widened a bit when they glossed over the butt imprint I had left on my bed.

"A one night stand?" He paused before letting out another annoying fit of laughter. I reached over and grabbed my phone, picking it up and looking at his stupid, blown up contact picture.

"Are you cheating on—"

"NOPE!!" I pressed the big red button hard while glaring at my phone and his picture before he could even finish that idiotic statement that was escaping his lips.

I let out a sigh and threw my phone back down on my bed before collapsing on it, making sure my phone was a safe distance away and absolutely nowhere NEAR my ass... or any other part of my body that could possibly dial someone else on accident.

I turned my body a bit and looked at Bean, who was sleeping peacefully. "Such a cutie." I smiled a bit before reaching into his folded legs. He let out a small growl in protest, but I slid the mysterious Pokéball out from beneath him. Clearly, he was too asleep and too lazy to stop me in the first place.

Same dude, I feel you.

I retracted my arm and held the ball up to my face, examining its features closely. All I saw was that it was pretty realistic to have come out of a video game full of make believe things. I glanced over it one more time before giving up shortly and throwing my arms back onto the bed.

I'm way too lazy for this shit, I swear...

"It's too quiet, I don't like itttt!" I grumbled and whined with a frown on my face.

"What would you like to talk about?" A voice came out of the Pokéball and at first I jumped from the sudden sound, only to scoff afterwards and roll my eyes.

Of course it sounded like Red again...

What's next?

My phone starts freaking out or something?!

"Are you really Red this time?" I asked with a raised eyebrow and held the ball back up to my face again. There was an uncomfortable pause and I quickly spoke up again, "N-Not that it matters! It's just, he's the one that gave me this and this sounds like his voice, so y'know...? I was just asking..."

I muttered and blew a breath of air out to breathe properly. "Ah, okay... Well, um... guess we'll talk more next time..." The voice sounded a little sad, and the ball grew warm in my hands at the same time his started to fade.

Ahhh! Fuck it! I'm batshit crazy anyway...

"Okay, okay!!" I called for the mysterious guy to return. The ball started to vibrate and it made my fingers tingle in a soothing sensation.

"My vacation ends in three days. I desperately wanna get a raise and earn a higher title than what I am now. What should I do?" I asked softly and decided to confide in the ball and the guy that was talking to me from within.

"Well, what's your occupation?" Red's voice responded and I let out a breathless sigh.

"It's not much, but I'm a secretary." I but my lip slightly, trying my best to block out the memory of how I actually got the job in the first place.

"For a large corporate business, correct? Well, given you current position, I feel as though you should work to get a raise, yet stay where you are as a secretary."

What...?

This advice seemed a little... counterproductive.

And that was not how I work.

I got an idea and a cheeky smirk formed in my face as I opened my mouth back up to speak.

"Well... What if I were to get promoted because I worked hard?" I asked, trying to sound as genuine and normal as possible.

"The only way you would be able to achieve such a thing is if you had a talk with your boss personally—" The voice stopped talking abruptly and instead, a dial tone rang out.

I dropped the ball back on my bed and pumped my fist in the air victoriously, laughing as I did so.

Hell yes!

I'm totally getting that promotion!