"System shutting down"
"Wh-WhAA?!" I topple off my chair as it swivels around. "B-But why?! NO NO NO This can't be happening!" The screen on my monitor blacked out. Why was this happening!? Just a second ago, DIANE was about to load up, when suddenly my computer crashed. This can't be good; no this has got to be terrible! There were only so many reasons that my computer would crash like this; either my computer is broken. or god forbid. DIANE ... Was a scam.
"GAH NO WAY!" I was starting to really panic; I really couldn't believe she'd turn out to be an internet scam. I was on the floor, groveling in my own disappointment. I was seriously ready to cry, having spent so much time and money obsessing over her. I decided I better make sure about what was causing her to fail before I started bawling my eyes out.
Staggering from the ground, I carefully pressed the power switch on the back of my monitor and on my computer. I hesitantly swiped my touchpad and instantly I froze in a cold sweat.
My computer. I-it was fine...
But everywhere I looked, she was nowhere to be found, she had been removed from my files.
This can't be serious! I was filled with rage and extreme hurt, I had spent so much time and effort... J-just for this to be a scam...? I was devastated, ready to kill the evil bastard who pulled this on me. Why did this have to happen to ME? I really just wanted to wake up and realize this was a nasty dream and have a human Diane standing by my side. With her adorable pigtails, charming smile and alluring indigo painted eyes. Just thinking about how intricate and complex the scam must've been to even pull off a design like that, made me curl myself into an even tighter, more pathetic ball on the cold tile.
I could feel my tears well up and literally stream down my red face. I was furious for allowing myself to be tricked like that. I just didn't want to believe that DIANE wasn't real. I squeezed my knees closer to my chest in an attempt to ease the stabbing pain in my chest from the disappointment.
I quickly stood up in a rush of pain and shock. I shoved my monitor in anger, but nothing happened, I was too WEAK to do anything about it. Just like I was too weak to do anything about DIANE. I decided to just shut down everything and just sleep my problems away. I wouldn't need any "social assistance" bullshit to do that.
"GOD! Just fuck my life, amiright?" I spat bitterly, harshly crashing on top of my large mattress, kicking the blankets around me in a fit like a little kid.
I squeezed my green spotted pillow tightly, not even concerned that it might burst.
I decided to close my eyes and get some rest. Maybe this was just a bad dream right? No, this pain was too real. DAMMIT! I was fooled too easily, why the hell are people so fucking twisted?! I coughed loudly from the force of the sobs I was holding back.
As I felt myself sorry self drift off into my wildest dreams, I could've sworn I heard my computer power on again and the twinkle of someone's laughter. But maybe I was just delusional from my sadness.
"Hee hee."