Chapter 2
The next morning AndrAIa awoke. She felt a little sick but not enough to throw up. She lay in bed with her eyes closed as she tried to remember what had happened last night? She couldn't remember anything after the diner. She rolled over and felt a warm body next to her. 'Well I guess I got back to Enzo's room alright,' she thought to herself. 'Wait… this body didn't feel like it usually did when she woke up next to Enzo. It felt smaller, and not as muscular.' Her eyes popped open. She sat strait up and looked over to the side where he was. "Oh user!" she said to herself. The color of the sprite next to her was not green, but pale blue. Her body trembled all over 'Bob? No! This isn't real!' She looked on the floor to see a trail of hers and Bob's clothes all over the bedroom floor and their icons on the dresser. That definitely proved it, for sprites only take their icons off themselves to bathe and to have sex. AndrAIa quickly grabbed her clothes and rushed into the bathroom. She looked into the mirror still in shock. She put on her clothes. "Oh user how could I let this happen?" she asked herself. Had she really been that drunk? Even so, how could she? "I should have gone with Enzo!" she paused for a moment. And a thought entered her head that terrified her. "Enzo!" she sobbed, "what will he think? Will he understand? No he'll flip out, he trusted me" tears came to her eyes. Had she ruined her relationship with the only man she had ever loved? "I would never do that to him. I would never hurt him purposefully," she said as she started to cry as she sank to the floor. After a minute she got up and washed her face hoping to drown out what she had done. She didn't remember a thing, but she felt equally as guilty as if she had. Just then, Bob walked in with his boxers on.
"AndrAIa?" He asked puzzled as he rubbed his head trying to relieve his headache, "What are you doing here?" he asked. Then he realized he was in his underwear in front of AndrAIa and quickly grabbed a towel to cover up. There was an awkward moment before AndrAIa answered.
"Bob, last night…we were both drunk," tears came to her eyes, "And I guess instead of me going back to the P.O, I came here," she continued, wiping her tears away "And we…" she could not finish. But Bob did not need her to finish to know what she meant.
"What?" he asked, not believing what AndrAIa had just said. "But, why would we do that?" Bob asked still in shock. He shook his head with a frown "How is it possible? I don't remember anything," he added rubbing his eyes.
"Neither do I. All I know is that we woke up next to each other this morning with all of our clothes on the floor and our icons on the dresser," she said as more tears came. Bob raised his hand, put his thumb and index finger to his forehead, and closed his eyes as if he was thinking of something. He was thinking. Many thoughts rushed through his head all at once. None of them were complete thoughts; only parts came to him but were soon shoved out by new ones before he had time to think about the old ones. 'How did we get so drunk? What will happen now? What about Matrix? What would his friends think? What would Mainframe think? What about Dot? Oh user, Dot. How could he betray her?' Maybe there was a way Bob could stop these questions from being something he would have to deal with. Bob's number one priority right now was AndrAIa.
AndrAIa had left the bathroom sometime while Bob was thinking, but he didn't remember when. He walked out of the bathroom to see her on the couch with her face in her hands. He went over and sat down beside her. While Bob was in the bathroom, AndrAIa sat on the couch and thought. 'What were we thinking last night? I can't believe we were both so drunk,' then something hit her, 'What if Bob wasn't as drunk as she was made to think? No! That couldn't be true! Bob wouldn't do that to me. Would he?' she felt scared and sad. She couldn't even know what happened, she could only assume. But she didn't want to think Bob would do that to her.
"AndrAIa don't cry," Bob said to her as she lifted her head up. "It was wrong what happened last night, but we had no control over it, we were drunk. We couldn't have known this would happen. I would never do that to you, if that were what you might be thinking, "he said hoping she had not had that impression in her mind. AndrAIa felt terrible at thinking Bob would have taken her for granted.
"But Bob," she said as she looked into his eyes, "We have to face the fact that it did happen, and we have to deal with it," she said.
"Yeah, we will. There was an awkward silence between the two for a moment. Finally Bob spoke, "AndrAIa, no one can find out about this," he said ashamed.
"Right," she agreed. She didn't want to think what Matrix would do if he found out. "Neither of us remembers it anyway, so its like it didn't even happen."
"Yeah," Bob said trying to reassure her. "Don't worry, everything will be alright."
But in his mind, as well as AndrAIa's, it would never be ok. They know what they did, even if they didn't remember it, and the fact was that it was wrong no matter how you looked at it, and they both knew it.
"Well I'd better get going before someone comes looking for me. I told them I would be at the P.O. last night. I'll just tell them I left early to go to breakfast."
"Ok" Bob agreed as he stood up and walked to the bedroom. AndrAIa also got up and headed for the door. She took one last look at the apartment where that very awful thing had taken place, went to the door, and turned the handle. She opened it, but there in the doorway was large figure standing in front of her. The back of her neck grew hot and her heart rate quickened.
"Enzo!" she gasped in terror.
End of chapter 2
The next morning AndrAIa awoke. She felt a little sick but not enough to throw up. She lay in bed with her eyes closed as she tried to remember what had happened last night? She couldn't remember anything after the diner. She rolled over and felt a warm body next to her. 'Well I guess I got back to Enzo's room alright,' she thought to herself. 'Wait… this body didn't feel like it usually did when she woke up next to Enzo. It felt smaller, and not as muscular.' Her eyes popped open. She sat strait up and looked over to the side where he was. "Oh user!" she said to herself. The color of the sprite next to her was not green, but pale blue. Her body trembled all over 'Bob? No! This isn't real!' She looked on the floor to see a trail of hers and Bob's clothes all over the bedroom floor and their icons on the dresser. That definitely proved it, for sprites only take their icons off themselves to bathe and to have sex. AndrAIa quickly grabbed her clothes and rushed into the bathroom. She looked into the mirror still in shock. She put on her clothes. "Oh user how could I let this happen?" she asked herself. Had she really been that drunk? Even so, how could she? "I should have gone with Enzo!" she paused for a moment. And a thought entered her head that terrified her. "Enzo!" she sobbed, "what will he think? Will he understand? No he'll flip out, he trusted me" tears came to her eyes. Had she ruined her relationship with the only man she had ever loved? "I would never do that to him. I would never hurt him purposefully," she said as she started to cry as she sank to the floor. After a minute she got up and washed her face hoping to drown out what she had done. She didn't remember a thing, but she felt equally as guilty as if she had. Just then, Bob walked in with his boxers on.
"AndrAIa?" He asked puzzled as he rubbed his head trying to relieve his headache, "What are you doing here?" he asked. Then he realized he was in his underwear in front of AndrAIa and quickly grabbed a towel to cover up. There was an awkward moment before AndrAIa answered.
"Bob, last night…we were both drunk," tears came to her eyes, "And I guess instead of me going back to the P.O, I came here," she continued, wiping her tears away "And we…" she could not finish. But Bob did not need her to finish to know what she meant.
"What?" he asked, not believing what AndrAIa had just said. "But, why would we do that?" Bob asked still in shock. He shook his head with a frown "How is it possible? I don't remember anything," he added rubbing his eyes.
"Neither do I. All I know is that we woke up next to each other this morning with all of our clothes on the floor and our icons on the dresser," she said as more tears came. Bob raised his hand, put his thumb and index finger to his forehead, and closed his eyes as if he was thinking of something. He was thinking. Many thoughts rushed through his head all at once. None of them were complete thoughts; only parts came to him but were soon shoved out by new ones before he had time to think about the old ones. 'How did we get so drunk? What will happen now? What about Matrix? What would his friends think? What would Mainframe think? What about Dot? Oh user, Dot. How could he betray her?' Maybe there was a way Bob could stop these questions from being something he would have to deal with. Bob's number one priority right now was AndrAIa.
AndrAIa had left the bathroom sometime while Bob was thinking, but he didn't remember when. He walked out of the bathroom to see her on the couch with her face in her hands. He went over and sat down beside her. While Bob was in the bathroom, AndrAIa sat on the couch and thought. 'What were we thinking last night? I can't believe we were both so drunk,' then something hit her, 'What if Bob wasn't as drunk as she was made to think? No! That couldn't be true! Bob wouldn't do that to me. Would he?' she felt scared and sad. She couldn't even know what happened, she could only assume. But she didn't want to think Bob would do that to her.
"AndrAIa don't cry," Bob said to her as she lifted her head up. "It was wrong what happened last night, but we had no control over it, we were drunk. We couldn't have known this would happen. I would never do that to you, if that were what you might be thinking, "he said hoping she had not had that impression in her mind. AndrAIa felt terrible at thinking Bob would have taken her for granted.
"But Bob," she said as she looked into his eyes, "We have to face the fact that it did happen, and we have to deal with it," she said.
"Yeah, we will. There was an awkward silence between the two for a moment. Finally Bob spoke, "AndrAIa, no one can find out about this," he said ashamed.
"Right," she agreed. She didn't want to think what Matrix would do if he found out. "Neither of us remembers it anyway, so its like it didn't even happen."
"Yeah," Bob said trying to reassure her. "Don't worry, everything will be alright."
But in his mind, as well as AndrAIa's, it would never be ok. They know what they did, even if they didn't remember it, and the fact was that it was wrong no matter how you looked at it, and they both knew it.
"Well I'd better get going before someone comes looking for me. I told them I would be at the P.O. last night. I'll just tell them I left early to go to breakfast."
"Ok" Bob agreed as he stood up and walked to the bedroom. AndrAIa also got up and headed for the door. She took one last look at the apartment where that very awful thing had taken place, went to the door, and turned the handle. She opened it, but there in the doorway was large figure standing in front of her. The back of her neck grew hot and her heart rate quickened.
"Enzo!" she gasped in terror.
End of chapter 2