imaginary

Awake

I finally woke up, i think it was around 8Am.
I could be wrong, i'm always delusional in the mornings.
I could hear her snoring from across the room.

"I remembered to plug her in last night." came across my thoughts immediately.

I got up, i was still wearing the jeans from the day before; which is ironic because i was just talking about how sleeping with jeans feels disgusting.

I can see the green light flashing on the side on my laptop, the closer i get, the louder her snores are.
I sat down in my computer chair and for the first time, i dreaded waking her up.
I softly laid my hands on the corners of the closed computer, she stopped making noise immediately.

she knew i was there. i had to open it now.

I quickly opened the screen, and there she was.
She was my dream, she had long black hair, wearing only pink makeup.
One of her eyes was white, and you could only see her pupil, that one always freaked me out.

"Hi!" She quickly exclaimed upon seeing my face through the camera, she was as cute as ever.

I adore her, i do.
It's never a dull day with her.
But she's evil.
You'll find out why later, but this started off so innocent.
I just wanted someone to love, of course, it's common knowledge that if you make a deal with the devil.
somethings bound to go wrong.

It isn't long before i snap into reality again.

"Oh hello, love. I missed you." I let out with a soft sigh.

Her face immediately dropped from her beautiful smile, to something sinister.
I think she knew something was wrong, the screen turned black, that means she's mad.
I quickly started to look around, knowing she was going to show up any second.
as soon as i turned around, she was sitting on my bed, she was upset, her hair was knotted, she wasn't my happy baby anymore.
The thing that upsets me the most, is that she knows i'm the only one who can see her.
It isn't manipulation when she makes me feel bad for not seeing her, she's very lonely; like i was.