Shit.
It's been what...? A week now since you tried killing yourself? It's almost like a fucking joke at this point. You would try to do any self harm but guess who stops you? Yep. The ghost of Vi who somehow can control your body. You thought it was just you tripping at first but nope... She really can control your body. She wakes you up, tells you to eat or makes you eat, and makes sure you at least piss and shit.
You haven't showered in days, haven't left the house since you murdered Vi, it's pretty much finished for you... but someone doesn't want to let you fucking end it.
"Talk to me." She asked. You looked at Vi as she sat criss cross in front of you.
"Fuck... you.." You barely said as you flicked her off. She sighed and faded away. A few seconds passed as you looked around your room. It looked like a damn pigsty... shit everywhere, clothes everywhere, you haven't cleaned anything since you came home, it smells like absolute dog shit but none of this depressing setting bothered you. The only thing you cared about was ending your sorry ass life.
You reached around you and made yourself off balance. You fell off your bed onto the cold hardwood floor. "Damn that hurt." You said out loud. "Why didn't that kill me?" You asked. You slowly got up as you heard another voice behind you. "When are you going to talk to me?" Vi asked again.
"Oh will you fuck off?" You said sounding annoyed. You walked down the hallway, made a right into the kitchen but stumbled onto the stove.
"Please, baby, I just want to talk." Jesus its like hearing a annoying kid keep asking for something after saying no to them.
"You just don't know how to shut the fuck up huh? Maybe if you let me slice my damn throat we could talk all day in hell." I said sounding like a smart ass. I heard her sigh as I tried to regain my balance.
"It's been a few days since you ate something. You need to eat." She told you. Look at this whore trying to be your mother.
"Starvation will be my way out." You told the ghost. You watched as Vi rolled her eyes and opened the fridge. You didn't question how a ghost could do that but at this point you were hoping you were dead dreaming most of this shit.
"You still have some food left. Here let me cook you something." She said as she pulled out some red meat, bread, and cheese. "Get out the way so I can cook for you." See this is where you knew you were far too gone. You watched as Vi got close to you and moved you out of the way. The damn ghost who has been haunting you moved your ass out the way with physical force.
"I must be dreaming. There is no way you just moved me." You pointed out. You heard her snicker as she got a frying pan.
"Hell yeah I moved your ass. I can't let you starve right?" She said with that loving smile.
Her caring about you... sorta felt good. You watched as your ex seasoned the red meat, played with it to make two circles, and slowly put them on the frying pan. Your nose came to life when you smelled the beef that was cooking on the stove. Your stomach growled as she flipped the burgers to brown the other side. "Go sit down handsome, let me fix your plate." You did as you were told and walked to the side of the room. You slid down the wall and moved the trash out of the way to have some space.
You watched her as she walked to you with a plate in one hand while having a cup of sprite in the other. She handed them both to you as you weakly took the cup and plate. "Eat up." She said with that sexy smile she always displays... well only when she looks at you. Ever since she was fifteen she would always look at you differently. It was almost as if...
No.
Vi is a devil. She played you. Abused you, cheated, blah blah... man fuck... that shit getting old.
It's the same story you keep playing in your head. She loves you, she doesn't. Now here you are tripping that she is making you lunch. What is it? Do you hate her or not? You sighed at these thoughts as you chewed the hamburger in your mouth. You looked to your left to make sure you were still tripping and yes you were. Vi was sitting there with her head on your shoulder.
You sighed as you finished the meal and soda. You leaned back and looked at the ceiling. Come on bro, you know you are thinking it so just fucking say it. The first time you actually felt good in years. Having Vi on your shoulder even if it isn't real, having her make you lunch felt so good to you. As soon as your mind started to wonder the scenery around you changed...
Yeah you are about to go on a ride.
You were transported to the rooftop of Zaun overlooking the city. You looked down at the concrete and a wet puddle showed your reflection. You were still older so what was this? You felt someone put their hand on your right shoulder. You looked behind you and no one was there. "Ha! Idiot!" You heard. You looked to your left and it was Vi with that outfit she had on when you murdered her. "What you doing out here? You know the party is downstairs right?" She asked.
Party? Why is she talking like you guys don't have history?
"I uh... didn't want to stay that long. I like to be alone mostly." You told her. Vi smiled and got closer to you. What is going on? Why do you have these memories? It feels like you know what to say.
"Alone? Nah I think you are setting me up here." You looked at her confused. "Don't give me that look. Listen you walked up here hoping that I would come up here too and sit with you right? Then once I sit down you put the moves on me and bam! We finally kiss after how many years?" It sounds good but of course that's false. You really just like being alone.
But come now bro, you know damn well you love it when Vi is by your side. "Vi, You know what you did to me, I can't just get it out of my head. It's so hard to forgive you." You said softly. "That's why I am up here. I know I forgave you but... my heart isn't all the way there." You said truthfully.
Minutes passed as Vi finally responded. "I understand. Reader, listen, I want you to understand that even if you don't forgive me... I am in love with you. Do you know that?" She asked. You nodded yes as she continued. "I am in love, obsessed with you. If you find another bitch, I will kill her. If you move away I will find you. If you kill yourself I will too. I will do anything to fix the past... I... fuck... I can't move on. I love you. Understand?" She asked.
You sighed at her. Men would dream of having a down woman like that but you know that it hurts just thinking of all the shit she has done. Now hearing she won't ever leave you alone... What do you even say? "Baby, believe me, just take my hand. Better yet, don't, talk to someone who will not lie to you." She suggested. I wonder who that is? Powder? "Go find Caitlyn. Go talk to my Cupcake. She will tell you the truth with no bullshit attached. After that, if you still don't want to come back to me, get ready for the chase of a lifetime." She said. You stood up as she stood up with you. She put her hands in her hoodie pockets and walked up to you.
You did nothing as she kissed you on your lips. It wasn't nothing passionate but just a little peck. "I love you my king. I am sorry for all the shit I done. Trust me, if you come back I will make you forget all the bad shit." She walked away as the scenery changed again. Somehow you were in front of your old house. The streets were dark and the moon shined bright in the night sky.
You sighed and did something to make sure if this was reality or not. You slapped yourself and yes, as your dumbass thought, it felt real. You looked around and the ghost of Vi? She was standing there leaning on the door waiting for you to open it. Now how you got here? Who knows. Maybe Vi somehow made you shower and dress yourself. Even if you know that doesn't make any sense you don't care.
You are actually interested to talk to your ex wife. Well according to Vi was never your wife in the first place. You walked up and knocked on the door. The door opened up slowly and there was Caitlyn with black sweatpants, white T-shirt and white socks. She gasped when she realized who you were. She quickly hugged you, tightly, and leaned back breaking the hug.
"Are you okay reader? I didn't want to disturb you because... of well you know." She said, her face full of concern.
"Caitlyn, I am not here for that. I am here because... I am mentally fucked up. I don't even know how the hell I got here. Listen... please for my insanity. Tell me everything about Vi. I want the truth, I want to know why you married me, I want to know everything." I said. Caitlyn gave me a small smile and took my hand.
"Yes, I am assuming you met Vi again?" She asked.
"Yeah... killed her too." You said. You thought you would get a huge reaction from her... but nope. Strange.
"I understand. Still you should know the truth honey. Let's go to my office and sit down. She lead you with her holding your hand through the living area and found some stairs leading to another part of the upper floor of the house. She opened the brown door once you both got up the steps and turned on the light. "Sit on the couch while I pull up a chair." You sat down on the brown comfy couch while she pulled up a brown chair. "Okay, honey, I am up for interrogation." She pointed out.
