ImBatman
It's a downward stumble filled with broken dreams and misguided thoughts. A fight between "we made it" and "they were right". A fight that doesn't always have a happy ending. But those names they called you, the names that hurt you more than sticks and stones could, they were all wrong. Because you made it despite the tumbles and troubles, the doubts and depression. The matters of the playground, the cruel smirks, the constant taunting, all may have made you stumble, but you are here now. And that's what matters.
This kind of thing only happens in books and movies. What kind of moron gets stuck in a videogame reduced from being atoms to just a bunch of pixels? Oh right, the moron that goes hunting for a good story and presses the red button even though everyone knows to not press the red button. But now I'm stuck in this twisted video game world. Lucky me.
His fingers tightened around her neck, his nails digging into her skin. His eyes bored into hers with a burning anger. He yelled, a wild unrestrained sound and made her heart stop. He's waited so long for this, to finally end the life of the woman who left him. Left him alone. He loved her, loved her so much, he couldn't stand her not loving him back. A vengeful tear ran down his face as he ended her life.
She put her injured arm around his shoulder, leaning on him for support. He looked at her with fear in his eyes and at that moment they both knew they were never getting out alive. She started to cry.