Inseparable

An Ender's Game FanFiction

Cheyenne Henline

2/9/15 (Written) 2/10/15 (Typed)

Petra's POV, 9:00 P.M., Greensboro, North Carolina

Recently all training in Battle School and Command School has stopped. The International Fleet has stopped all future attacks on any bugger planets and colonies Ender quit the program. Ender was their best hope. And now, since he quit the program, all hope is lost. Though, like Ender said, if the buggers haven't come back in 50 years, they may never come back.

The International Fleet has recently passed law that nobody is allowed out of their homes last 8:00 P.M. Nobody is allowed to be back out until 7:00 A.M. the next morning. It's 9:00 P.M. I'm currently walking to Ender's house. Yeah, yeah, I know there's a law about that, but in the current state that I'm in, I really don't care. Ender is the only person who seems to care about me. He makes my life worth living. Of course, I had other friends, but Ender stuck out. Ender is the one who is always there. I am in love with Ender Wiggin.

Recently, I've gone into a deep state of depression. I went into depression when I realized my parents no longer loved me. No, that isn't fair. Of course they love me, they just no longer care for me. Though, why would I expect them to? I haven't seen them since I was 6, and I am now 13. I haven't seen them in 7 years. Of course they would no longer care for me. However, it is still immensely depressing to me. Ender helps me cope with this and all my other issues, even though he has enough problems. He's the only one who helps me cope with this. I sneak over to his house every night. I sleep there, and I sneak back to my bedroom every morning.

I finally reached his house at about 9:45 P.M. His family has full awareness that I go there every night. They welcome me with open arms. They will always offer me food before Ender and I go up to his room. I always graciously accept whether I'm hungry or not. I went in through the back door, as a I always did, to avoid any more exposure than usual. Today, Mr. and Mrs. Wiggin had a small bowl of soup ready for me. I slowly ate the soup, and after I finished, I put my bowl in the sink and walked upstairs with Ender.

Once we were in his room, he climbed on top of his bed, and I sat on a stack of blankets in the corner on the floor. We talked for hours. Sometimes we talked about the cold, hard realities of life, sometimes we talked about our friends at Battle School, and other times, we talked about meaningless things that had no point to them. It was truly quite nice.

Around 11:00 P.M., we went to sleep. Ender offered to let me sleep in his bed and he would sleep on the floor. I refused. I didn't want him to have to be uncomfortable. I curled up in a ball on the stack of blankets, covered up with one of the blankets, rest my head against the wall, and fell asleep. Around 2:00 A.M., I woke up screaming from a nightmare. Mr. and Mrs. Wiggin didn't hear me, and Peter just didn't bother to get up. However, Ender and Valentine got up and comforted me. Valentine held me and calmed me down while Ender went and made me a glass of hot milk. Strawberry, just how I like it. My nightmare was the same one it had been since I came back to Earth. The same one where Ender, Bean, Alai, and Bernard die in a battle with the buggers. Then I'm left all alone. With nobody. Just me left to grieve. Not a single person here with me. It scares the living daylights out of me. When I wake up, I am always relieved to see Ender fast asleep on his bed. I thought Ender was asleep, but apparently he wasn't. He noticed me shaking in the corner. I crawled into bed and he put his arm around me. I was crying, but he would wipe the tears away. Eventually we fell asleep. He must've fallen asleep after me; he was still awake as I fell asleep.

I heard voices around 5:00 A.M. I didn't bother to wake up. Ender was already up. He would stay with me until I woke up. I tried to fall back asleep, but it didn't work. About 10 minutes later, we heard shouting. I held onto Ender as tight as I could and he held onto me as tight as he could. There was more screaming and shouting, followed by thumping. I started crying in fear, and Ender held me and comforted me. That's when Colonel Graff and Major Anderson walked in.