My Life As A Teenager Robot Pornography Story: X7T Chapter Four
“Oh please, did you think that he was designed just like you by total coincidence? Well, he wasn’t.” Vexus broke the truth to me, “I made him.”
“You? You made Steven, the love of my life?”
“It was nothing. A donated arm and a leg here and there, a little welding, and wah la! Your obsession!” She laughed. “I programmed him to be exactly what you wanted in a man. He was my obedient slave.”
“This was a trap?” I was shocked.
“Of course! Did you really think that somebody loved you?” She laughed cruelly.
“It can’t be…Steven!” I tried to reach him.
She stood in front of me. “You can’t reach him now. He was never real, XJ9. He was just a trap that you fell into.”
I knew I’d never be the same, something inside me would always be different.
“Maybe this will help you cheer up, darling.” Vexus tossed the new People magazine at me. I was on the cover again.
***
That stupid magazine. ‘Jenny’s short-lived fling with robot boy Steven ends when he leaves to go to another planet. Jenny doesn’t accept the invite.’ I want to hurt that writer.
Why does everyone have to know about my personal life? That’s none of their business! This is so hard, I should give up.
***
“Jenny!” Brad was sitting on my front step.
“Brad? What are you doing here?” I asked him.
“Just…uh…just, came to say hi.” He waved. “I’ll see ya later.”
I waved good bye. A part of me missed him.
***
It’s amazing how fast gossip spreads. By the next day, guys were asking me out, begging for my number and some even gave me romantic cards. I knew that none of them were for real. They were all just shallow.
Sheldon was real, but he didn’t help me. His stalker-obsession romance was quite the opposite of what I needed. I needed someone who really loved me. Someone who didn’t see the cover picture on People, or the daytime TV contracts, or the cash they could get (I very much doubt that, though.) I need someone who saw me in full.
I looked around, and they looked back. Neither of us saw anything.
***
“Jenny…I…” Brad paced around outside my house. “Jenny…I don’t know what to say. I can’t stop thinking about you.”
I stayed hidden, I had to hear this!
“Jenny, sometimes I just feel like being with you is so much better than not being with you, and we need to be together forever, I think. Oh, this is hopeless, she’ll never fall for me.”
I tried to make it look like I had just got back. I flew up, and then down. “Hey Brad, what’s up?”
“Oh! Jenny…I…I was just leaving. See ya.” He walked away.
For the third time I felt sad when he left, but now I could put my finger on it, I loved him.
***
He was just sitting there by the dock, kicking rocks into the water. “Jenny Jenny Jenny…” Brad muttered.
“Brad.” I said.
“Jenny?” He turned around.
“Brad,” I asked, “Remember when you said that someday I would find someone and he would make me happy?”
“Yeah.”
“I found him.”
I grabbed his hand and he grabbed mine. The two of stood there, kissing on that dock as the orange and golden sunset went down before us.
***
If the story had ended right there, I would be the happiest person alive. Sadly, time went on.
Magazines still asked for interviews, I still got invited to award shows, people still wanted autographs and no one is an exception.
Brad didn’t feel the romance in the publicity at first. I never did. Somehow, he took the good with the bad. I remember he said to me one day, “Jenny, I love you and this is ok.”
I blushed and said, “Brad, I love you too.”
Then we kissed alot, and now it means close to nothing.
Sheldon had a hard time dealing with it. “You’re with Brad? After all the love I offered you?! This can’t be happening!!”
“I’m sorry Sheldon. It is.” I told him.
This is all too heartbreaking. One day, I met Brad at the mall and said to him, “Sorry I’m late Steven.”
“Huh?” Brad asked me.
“What?”
“You called me Steven.”
I knew it then that me and Brad were never meant to be. I saw Steven when I looked in his eyes, and as tragic as it was, I had to break up with him.
“Brad, we’re not meant for each other.” I told him.
“What do you mean?” He asked me, “We spend tons of time together and I totally like you. We’re perfect together.”
“No, we aren’t.” I looked into his human eyes, “We can’t be together, even though I love you. We’re much too different.”
“Jenny, I don’t care if you’re a robot! I love you.”
“I love you too, but…” My eyes filled with water. “I see Steven everytime I look at you. If only…”
“It’s alright, Jen.” He said, then he grabbed his things. “I don’t want to break your heart.”
I cried. “It’s too late.”
“We’ll always have this moment.” He said.
“Oh, Brad.”
“Jenny.”
We kissed. Most break ups don’t end up like this. We were in love, but we let each other go. I was so sad, I wished that someone would have killed me.
“I’ll never love again.” I said.
“Jenny, don’t say that.” He turned the other way and started to leave. His last words to me were, “You’ll find someone.”
I waved goodbye as I had done to Steven. All of it was in my heart now.
***
Well…mm…not a happy ending. Huh…
Oh boy. Uh…yeah.
What do I have to say about it…oh dear God. I tried to use Jenny/Brad, but I messed it up. Mmyep. I feel bad for Jenny, it should have gone better. I screwed up, sorry.