(AUTHOR NOTE: Johnathan is my friend irl. He gives me tons of good advice for this series. Thanks, Johnathan!)

Wheatley View

Wheatley ran. Why does she always leave me? Why does she sacrifice herself? I can't make it out there, alone. Why does she leave me? he thought.

Her voice interrupted his thoughts. "Don't look back, please. Never look back. I'll find you. Just run."

Don't go, don't leave me alone! Please, let me help you! I don't want you to leave! Come on! We were meant to escape together...

Chell. He'd wanted the same thing when she was around. Why did everyone he meet leave him or want him dead? Am I that unlikable? Does everyone hate me? Why do they all hate me? Why?

He neared the open door. As he stepped outside, the door closed behind him. Wheatley turned.

"What? Agh! The door! Avery!" He pounded on the door. "Avery! Are you okay? Avery!"

No answer. He thought he heard GLaDOS say something, but it was too muffled to tell.

"Avery!"

Wheatley slumped against the door, holding his head in his hands. He wanted to cry, he wanted everything to be okay. If only he could cry. He wasn't able to. Come out, please. I don't know if you're okay. Just, give me a sign that you're okay.

"Hey! What's wrong?" A male voice was heard.

Wheatley raised his head

"Huh? Who are you?" Wheatley asked.

A boy with brown hair walked up. He looked about 17, with brown eyes and a black long-sleeved shirt. He had on an odd, puffy, sleeveless jacket. Wheatley didn't know the use for it. The boy had black sweatpants and a pair of sneakers.

"I'm Johnathan! What's your name?" the boy answered.

"Wheatley."

"Cool name! Anyways, what's wrong?"

Wheatley didn't know how to respond. He decided to tell the truth.

"You see, my friend is trapped in there, and I'm worried for her. I don't know if she'll be okay. I don't know what to do. I don't know anything." Wheatley explained, leaving out the whole "I'm a robot" part.

"Trapped? Should I call 911?" Johnathan asked.

"No, they won't help. Even if they could, they wouldn't get very far."

"What do you mean?"

"Evil AI controls the place. I've escaped, but in doing so, she sacrificed herself to it."

"Are you joking?"

"No."

Johnathan was silent. Then he spoke. "Why were you there?"

"I was built there."

"Built?"

"I'm a robot." Ugh, why did I say that? I'm such a moron.

"What? How?"

Wheatley felt so annoyed at himself. Now how am I going to show him? "I worked there and they turned me into a robot. Okay? Then, my friend made me into this." Wheatley gestured at himself.

"Cool."

"Cool? I've suffered so much, and you think... it's cool?"

"What? No! I don't mean it like that!"

Wheatley sighed.

"I've barged in, sorry. You know what? I'll just- um -get going!" Johnathan walked away.