H A T E At First Sight

Sonic.EXE's Creator

She quickly got up from her bed, standing in the opposite side where her father was. Her eye twitched as she saw her father, leaning on her doorway, those despicable red eyes looking at her. Oh how much she just wanted to pluck them off and bury them in a grave. She stood paralyzed on the spot, sweat started to form on her forehead.
"H...how are you........here..."
Her father quickly smacked Sonic.EXE's head to the wall, where he then fell down unconscious. Her father then gave her a fake sweet smile and then replied-
"Oh, you don't need to stress the details, Sophie, after what happened to my head...~"
She threw one of her glass decorations at him, but it went through him as if he wasn't here at all.
"Well, I guess being a ghost has its perks- silly bunnies like you can't inflict harm~" he said as he then went through the bed and went right up her face.
"But sadly for you, that doesn't mean I can't inflict harm on you~" He then went to go smack her face but Sonic.EXE came from behind him and grasped his hand on her father's throat for a while until he suddenly disappeared. Sophie collapsed onto the ground, sobbing and buried her face into her arms just like old times. No one to hear her...no one to make the pain go away...no one to comfort her- a hand then slowly ran down from her head, and she looked to her side to see that Sonic.EXE was sitting down next to her, a pitiful look in his eyes. Sophie then wiped her eyes and then glared at him, trying to keep up with her cold demeanor.
"...What do you want?"
"You're...scared of him, huh? I figured out the answer to my answer then."
"What are you going to do with that piece of information now? I don't think you can do that much with it..."
"...So you're really her daughter, huh.."
"What?"
"Your mom...created me. Before she released me to the world however, she made her friends play it. Just as expected, all of her friends didn't defeat me. She wanted her daughter to play it and stuffed the disk inside her bag. She went a house and she never came back. The only one who came out of that house was...you."
Sophie's hateful eyes softened up, facing him as he then continued.
"I didn't get to see a clear view of you though since you ran so fast away from the car. Two bodies came out from that house, and I overheard those men in uniforms talk about their cause of deaths. My creator died because of her husband and her husband died because of a knife was lodged into his brain. My disk was taken in by the police but before I was enclosed box, I caught a glimpse of you with your face down, crying. And I vowed, if we ever met again, I would protect you from all your troubles."
"Soon after the police played my game, they were so fascinated by it that they sent me to people they hate, gamers, etc. They even got some of my data and put my game as downloadable, which made me look like a freaking teenager instead of what I used to look like. Nobody ever beat the game except YOU. I didn't know it was you, of course, since apparently the sweet and crybaby you before was replaced by a know-it-all and cold attitude, but afterwards, I kinda felt...I knew you from before, you know? And since I'm stuck here until you give me away, I might as well kill time here."
It was sunset, the colors of red, orange, and yellow filled her room. Sophie didn't even bother to close the curtains, and what's surprising is that she found herself leaning on his shoulder. It's even more of a surprise that he didn't even make a joke about it.
"You know, you were pretty stiff in the beginning. But later on, you then started to have more of a tsundere personality. And now I wonder...what will make you truly smile?" he said as he turned her head to his. Sophie didn't flinch a bit, a tint of blush then started to spread to her cheeks. Their eyes met, and then their lips.