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(Tech Savvies) Not Good Enough

Warning: this one has self deprecation/self hate, misgendering, and the Squip being an abusive ass. Not to Jeremy though.

Jenna checked the time on her phone and sighed. She still had a good 20 minutes before her date so she had time to pick her outfit. She was deciding between her comfy jacket, which was yellow and purple, covered in cheetah print, or her denim jacket.

"Instead of taking forever to choose, why don't you just cancel the date?" Jenna sighed, ignoring the voice ringing in her head. She'd gotten used to it by now, considering she wasn't the only one with the problem.

"Go away please." She had her teeth gritted as she finally decided on a jacket and placed it on her body(it was the comfy jacket), smiling at her choice.

"You know, referring to it as a comfy jacket isn't gonna make you any more comfortable in your body. You may look like a girl but do you really feel like a girl?"

"Shut up. I've always been a girl and that isn't gonna change." Jenna sucked up the tears slowly beginning to form as she looked in the mirror at herself. She was a girl, wasn't she?

"You can't even afford surgery, Jenna, how can you call yourself a girl. You still have a penis and your boobs aren't real. You know you're lying to yourself." The Squip laughed slightly and Jenna felt tears beginning to stream her cheeks slightly. "Aww now you're gonna cry. You really should just cancel the date. Or at least tell him you're gonna be late."

Jenna grabbed her phone again and ignored the sick feeling in her stomach as she pulled up her contacts.

Rolan_Girl: Hey.

Player_2: Hey Jenna, you leavin the house yet?

Rolan_Girl: about that, I feel kinda sick and don't know if I'll be able to make it. Sorry.

Player_2: oh it's okay. I can come over and check on you if you want. How sick are you?

Rolan_Girl: my stomach feels queasy as shit.

Player_2: I have medicine for that. Just...put on something comfortable and lay down, I'll be over there to help in a few minutes okay?

Rolan_Girl: okay.

Rolan_Girl: love you <3

Player_2: Love you too

Jenna sat the phone down and changed out of her clothes into her favorite green pajamas, laying on the bed and curling into a ball.

"You know he probably just sees you as a burden at this point. How many dates have you had to cancel?"

"It isn't my fault I don't h-have a lot of money..."

"Still, you're nothing but a burden to him. And you'll never be enough for him. You almost ruined his chance at saving all of you anyways. He only talks to you out of pity. I mean, you are really sad. You could hardly get attention without spreading information about people. And even THEN you couldn't get attention-"

"Shut up. S-Shut up and go away. He does care about me. I k-know he does." Jenna was shaking in fear as she felt the Squip's 'hands' on her back.

"Okay then, you just keep lying to yourself." The Squip shut off, leaving Jenna with an echo of the voice she loved saying such awful things. She began crying harder than she had been, curling into a smaller ball and sobbing.

***

Michael drove up to Jenna's house and sighed. He hoped Jenna was okay, she cancelled a lot but she'd never gotten sick before a date.

He got out of the car and went to the door, knocking gently and rocking on his heels. Jenna's older sister, Jamie, opened the door and smiled softly upon seeing him.

"Hey Michael, I assume you're here for Jenna right?"

"Mmhm."

"She's in her room. Can I get you anything while you're here?" Jamie asked, her mom instincts kicking in despite her lack of children.

"I'm fine. You have too much to deal with anyways." Michael waved gently as he made his way upstairs to Jenna's room. He recognized it because her name was written on the door in purple paint. He knocked softly before opening the door, signaling that he was there. "Jenna, you awake?"

"Y-Yeah..." Jenna mumbled from her ball on the bed. Michael walked over and sat next to her, not caring that the floor hurt to sit on.

"What happened? You look like you've been crying?" He asked softly, and Jenna felt her heart pang as it had earlier that night.

"...Mikey, am I a burden to you?" She asked and Michael's eyes widened at the question. He moved a hand to her cheek and gently ran his thumb across it.

"No, never. Why would you...Why would you think that?"

"I cancel on you almost all the time, and I almost ruined your chance to save your best friend, not to mention you always end up paying for the dates I don't cancel..."

"Jenna I understand your situation, I'm not gonna blame you for it. And that wasn't you during the play, that was....the Squip...is it talking to you again? Is that why you're beating yourself up?" Michael's voice sounded panicked and Jenna nodded slowly. "Oh Jenna why...why didn't you tell me sooner? I knew the others' Squips acted up but you never mentioned yours..."

"I just didn't wanna bother you...you already have so much to deal with...I just didn't wanna be another problem in your life..."

"You're not a problem Jenna, you're my girlfriend, and I love you and care about you. I'm not gonna see you as a burden, you don't need to worry about that happening okay?"

"O-Okay..." Jenna mumbled and Michael stood up, still making eye contact with her.

"Can you scooch a bit on the bed, I wanna lay down with you."

"Oh uh...sure." Jenna moved a bit and Michael laid on the bed next to her, wrapping arms around her and holding her close.

"Just try not to listen to the Squip okay...it's gonna try and get under your skin, and if it ever does tell me okay? I'll be here for you when it decides to try and hurt you."

"Thanks Mikey...I love you..." Jenna whispered, nuzzling her way into the crook in Michael's neck. He began running a hand through her fluffy hair lightly.

"I love you too Jenna." Michael closed his eyes as he continued holding his girlfriend softly, her breathing beginning to sync up with his in only a few minutes before they both fell asleep in the safety of each other's arms.

Yes I ship Jenna and Michael. I see Michael as homosexual panromantic/biromantic(it isn't decided which he is and may never be fully decided). Also Michael was player 1 but he and Jere swapped post Squipcident. Remember, this is Broadway BMC and not Two River or Off Broadway. Things are different. Thank you for reading this angsty thing....also yes they're both trans

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