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*4 months before*
Ninety Two was always hanging out with her girlfriend, One.
It wasn't a surprise to most algebraliens, though they worried about Ninety Two.
They don't know how One can become in a relationship like this.
Especially when they don't have much friends.
That all didn't matter to her though.
The both of them were happy and that's all she cared about.
*Text messages 3 months before*
1: Hello?
Ninety??
My love??
You there??
Please tell me you didn't leave me
Respond pls
10:54am
Honey!! I'm awake!! :92
Super sorryy!! I was asleep!! :92
10:55am
1: It's okay! I was super worried tho
*Two months before*
[Three notes]
They were hanging out as usual, not jealous tho!!! I'm just honestly starting to notice stuff though. The others tell me I'm being an overprotective person over Ninety Two. But I just cannot get out of my head how She seems more distant and One is by her side ALOT more. Idk they might be correct but I'm worried. Literally before they started becoming friends, SHE was hanging out with everyone, even fourteen AND fifteen somehow. But today, she barely talks to anyone and just laughs at One's jokes like she was an audience. She seems dead. Like a shell of a snail that left it to rot. I'm worried. I might try to talk to her tonight.
Side Note from 10 weeks later: Gosh I was right.
*One month before*
A movie played out in the background while One was on top on Ninety Two, hugging her tightly while they kissed softly on the face, neck, and probably collarbone.
Maybe some bite marks too here and there.
Ninety Two just giggled softly at how much One loved her. She obviously hugged back, but a gentle grip instead of the tight hug One had on her.
Ninety Two felt dead tho. They lost love for One 2 weeks ago, just didn't have the heart to tell her that they had to break up.
One was stressing Ninety Two. The hourly check ins, the daily visits, the over protectiveness, making her spend more time with them than with the others. It was exhausting for her. Yet they didn't complain. They couldn't tell "poor little" One that their feelings died out .
Poor Ninety Two.
Stuck in a dead love situation where she didn't love the person who 2 months ago said she would for the rest of their algebralien lifes.
*Two weeks before*
"Ninety two?." Three called out to her, it was the third time before Ninety Two finally looked behind her. She excused that she'll be back to her lover. The gentle expression she always had is still with her, but it seem like it rotted to a shell.
"...what do you need Three." Ninety Two said, her voice firm yet small. She was emotionally unrecognizable.
" Ur not okay Ninety.." Three said , voice dripping with concern.
"I'm okay"
"No you aren't"
" Yes I am."
. . .
" She's doing something to U. "
"Ninety U need to break up. It's not healthy staying.."
...
"I'll try" She said with a voice small enough that her partner 10 feet away couldn't hear it.
Ninety Two walked away, back to One. They know they have to tell them one day.
*Morning before it*
92: Love??
Yess?? :1
92: Are u busy tonight??
Im not busy Hun!! :1
92: Meet me at our usual stargazing spot pls
Oooh!! Okay!!! Ill see u!! :1
*Night*
I was writing poems in my journal. I always do. That was till I heard soft footsteps before I heard them
"Ninety!"
I looked back to see them
Oh..
It breaks my heart seeing them this happy when I know i might break it
"Oh hello One.."
"Stars are beautiful, aren't they Ninety?"
"Yeah.."
. do it Ninety
. do what you practiced in the mirror
. you pussy.
"your awfully quiet Ninety, something in yo-"
"I'm sorry One."
"H-huh?"
"Its over"
I didn't waste a second getting up and walking away, even if I heard them try to get my attention to atleast explain
No explanation can help us now.
I'm sorry
I'm so sorry
I couldn't bear your overpossessiveness