Chapter 2: Prologue: Ch B: The Only Girl That Doesn't Puke
I'm walking in an empty street that I recognize. This is the street where I meet the girl of my dreams. What am I doing here? I see a mirror and I look at it accidentally. I try to avoid looking at mirrors as much as possible. I've never seen myself in the mirror in my dreams, and I'm anticipating a familiar ugly face to greet me but the person I see in the mirror looks way too attractive to be me. His eyes look mesmerizing. Shining golden-brown. Like molten gold in soil. There's no way that's me.
And behind him a familiar looking girl appears. She's a head shorter than me, she's got short, red hair and looks incredibly cute. I recognize her, she's The Girl From My Dreams. I turn around, and there she is.
"Here." She hands me a chocolate ball.
I'm confused. "H-hey. What's that?" Yeah. And what's up with my face? Why does my face look normal?
"It's chocolate, genius." She says.
"Uhh-wait a sec." I thought I got hit by a truck. Why am I here? What's going on? Why is my face like that? Did I just get knocked out and am still alive? Is this the afterlife? And for the love of God, why is my face like that?
She looks at me. "What? Don't you know what a chocolate ball is?"
"No, I know what it-"
"Ah, can't be helped. Don't worry, I'll tell you what it is."
She puts her hand under her chin and looks like she's in deep thought, preparing to say something enlightening. This gets my curiosity. I want to hear what she is about to say next. Does the ball give me some sort of abilities in my dream world? Does it show me my future? Is it going to show me a part of my past that I've hidden away due to trauma? Am I gonna know why does my face NOT look like it's gone through a meat grinder? I can't be that attractive.
"It's…" She says. I wait with bated breath.
"It's..."
"It's a chocolate…..that's….rolled into a ball? Wait how do you even 'roll' chocolate?"
Why the hell did I even get my hopes up.
I sigh. "Forget it. I don't know if I'm dead or not. Not that you'd understand or anything. You're literally a figment of my imagination. "
"Riiiight." She says sarcastically. "So your brain created this-" she points at herself "realistic looking, incredibly pretty, very smart woman?"
"Okay. If you word it that way, I'll have to disagree"
She smiles triumphantly "Heh heh."
"There's no way you're a 'very smart woman' "
Her smile drops immediately and she looks mad "Says the guy who didn't know what a chocolate ball is."
"No, what the fuck. It's a chocolate. Ball. It's just a ball of chocolate. It's literally in the name. I know what-", I realize that there is no point arguing with this genius. "Alright, ma'am. I'm sorry. I really didn't know what a chocolate ball is."
That fucking smile returns. "Hehe. Then admit it. I'm pretty smart, aren't I?"
This woman. "Yes. You're pretty smart."
"I'm smarter than you, right?"
"Oh my god can we change topics already?"
"Aww, are you annoyed?"
"No, I'm not!"
Yes I fucking am.
Just a little bit though. I am enjoying this a lot more. I want to talk to her. Get to know her better. Which sounds weird, since she's literally created by my brain. So she is-in a weird sense- a part of me. I fell in love with myself.
We stay silent for a while.
I like being around her. It gives me the courage to actually fall in love with someone and have hope. Hope that there just might be a chance that she likes me back.
Then I sigh and say "You know, I wish I could stay like this a bit longer."
She stays silent. Then out of nowhere, she reaches out for my hand and holds it. It's very warm and small compared to mine. I expected her palm to be soft, but it was calloused and kind of rough.
My heart flutters a bit. "I missed you. I wish you were real."
"I am."
"Please don't joke about it. It hurts my heart."
She doesn't reply. With her free hand, she takes the chocolate ball out of her pocket. "Say 'ahhhh'"
"Wait, hold up. Why did you just say that you're rea-"
"Just open your mouth."
"Why?" Although I knew that she was going to feed me the chocolate ball, this seemed like such a random thing to do.
I'm gonna put my cock inside."
"Wait, what?" She just dropped a bombshell out of nowhere. I was very surprised. There's no way she's-
"Just kidding! God. Just open your mouth."
"Wait, no. That was sus. Do you have a cock?"
"No, I don't have a cock! That was a joke! You'll see it for yourself later."
Later? What did she mean by that?
I open my mouth. And she put her ball inside it. The chocolate one, of course. Hopefully I won't have to worry about her having the fleshy one, I'm not into it. I chew on her ball. Her ball was very tasty. The liquid filling inside her ball burst out and was packed with sweet flavor.
"Did you eat it?"
"Yes ma'am."I say.
She stands on her tippy toes.
She kisses me on the cheek. "Come find me" she whispers and gives me a sad look. Time freezes. My right cheek is tingling. She's so close to me that I can feel her breath on my neck. My face turns red. Her eyes look so sad and frightened. Her eyes are telling me what she's thinking. She's thinking sad things. I smell cotton candy.
Then she pushes me.
I am blasted away. I have got no time to register anything. It all happened too quickly for me to react. The wind is howling at the city-scape gets sucked out of view and is replaced with outer space. But something's wrong. There are 'things' moving about. They are as big as the galaxies, and they're alive. I'm moving so fast that all the stars and galaxies become a blur, but I can clearly see them. And I know they can 'see' me with their non-eyes.
I scream.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
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