(This is PL being abused by robo so-)

No one P.O.V

Irl PL or (name hidden) was crying on the ground quietly, in a dim room they were sadly all to familiar with. The room where SHE would visit them...or me in this case.

A door opened and the sound of metal footsteps clanked into the room. "Why cant you leave me alone.." IRL whimpered on the ground, trying to recover from their most recent breakdown.

These were things that happened often, breakdowns being quite frequent seeing as they were a very traumatized person.

"Because....I'm your insecurities and as you know I come back quite often. If only you didn't have so many episodes!" She tisked, lifting PL's chin with her finger. "Quite pathetic...however it cant be helped that you have so many terrible memories" she chuckled quietly, PL holding back any response.

"Thanks to stress they've replaced 96 percent of your happy memories or to say...you've forgotten them" copy or robo stood up.

"You know I'd leave if you would just be logical and give in already" robo chimed, faking a happy cherry tone. "Apologies for the happiness but my last command was to smile and be happy because I was going to ruin the "family" outing if we didn't stop being sad" she sighed.

IRL looked to the ground. "I wont give in...I had more votes then you did......prick..." they whispered the last part.

Robo or copy picked up the hushed word, having wonderful hearing. She was quick to backhand PL with a traumatic memory.

IRL PL was quick to begun to sob the memory flooding their mind. Copy watched, pulling on the gloves they wore.

When PL finally ran out of tears, copy approached them again. "You may have had more votes then me...but I still got 2 now 3 votes little girl.." she hissed, walking to their other side.

"Though you may have more then me...the fact I still have some...shows proof that some people...one of your own friends even...doesn't want you to be you" they chuckle.

"They...they didn't say that.." PL whispered. Copy rolled her eyes and put her hand on her hip. She used her other clawed hand to yank PLs head upwards, painfully yanking on their hair. PL began to cry again, being reminded of another memory. Copy just smugly let PL sit in that memory of pain while she continued to talk.

"If I recall they basically indirectly said they dont like you being you" copy hummed as PL had another breakdown.

"Let me think....ah yes... and I quote, "I would prefer you that way.. and I feel like we could be better friends that way qwq but at the same time I don't want you to become a fake.." copy dug her claws into PLs head letting her start to bleed.

"The first part is enough to make me come crawling back into your head and make your heart drop to your stomach, enough to Almost put you to tears in the terrible mood you were already in.." copy laughs.

"Its almost like they expected you to forget that happened later...hmm...strange...but knowing your memory you'll remember every. Single. Bad thing...and forget the good..." she noted, not even really paying attention to PLs screams or begs for her to stop anymore.

"To bad for them...you even remember fights from months ago because your so scared you'll fuck up like that again...you pathetic thing.." she growled, smacking PL again.

Something yanked at her boot and she looked down. Hope was there glaring at her. She rolled her eyes and squashed them under her boot before going back to face PL. Music played around them and she raised an eyebrow.

She hissee when she felt her body began to fade. "I'll be back soon...I always am....and I'll ALWAYS be here...you can never get rid of me...." she hissed as she faded away into nothing.

PL began to stop crying and the world faded back into the real one. They looked at their phone and they saw they had wattapd notifications.

They hadnt responded to their friends in 17 minutes. Wow new record for how long they spent crying because of  insecurities.

This was a new short. Most likely because the music had stopped the fountain of feelings and put it out of business for a while.

They layed back, making sure their headphones were on. They looked around. They were alone in the room. This made them happy just a little and they looked at their phone.

One of the messages was asking how they were. How would they respond to this? They would just say they are fine.

No need to tell anyone about this anyway. They didn't want pity at the current moment or want to bother anyone with their problems.

They all had problems of their own to deal with anyway. They knew they would accidentally spill it if they didn't get it out so they opened up the private server they had where they talked to themself.

Didnt want to bring down their brother who was in an happy joyous mood right now. They would take care of it themself like they had now begun to do more frequently.

They wondered how to make a second account on discord on their phone and wondered how difficult or easy it would be to switch back and forth and make the talking to self easier.

Maybe make a discord account on their tablet. They weren't sure currently.

Better focus on answers those messages and notifications for now.

(948 words)