I'm a Walking Disaster With My Unwanted Virginity

Nothing good was happening, so I just turned off the Holo TV and lied down on the sofa. 

This was supposed to be a holiday and yet it didn't really feel like anything. Just some days ago, I was dying, with way too many emotions but now, nothing. 

All I had now were worries. 

My vision was on the ceiling and I could hear footsteps. 

Just behind the sofa a girl stopped and bent forward so our eyes could meet. "How about we go see a movie?"

She was wearing a white t-shirt and I could vaguely make out her chest and all its size and shape thanks to gravity.

"Now?"

"It starts at 3.30 so we have time."

With that said Marg came to the opposite side and sat near my head. If I turned my head slightly, I could have dug my face in her thighs. Obviously, she stood up before I could do that. And I almost fell thanks to my forward motion.

"Also-" She bent down and whispered. "We'll have to get some better soundproofing gear, so it's better if we left early." She winked. 

Uh-huh, I nodded vigorously. 

I actually hadn't changed clothes, so technically I was good to go. I proceeded to smell myself and though I mildly smelled, it wasn't anything significant. I didn't need a shower- at least not yet. 

Marg ran up and came down just three minutes later. She was pretty much dressed. That was fast!

She never really teleported around, inside the house. I guess she was just being careful. 

Anyway, with that done, we were about to head out but mom kind of came to the door too. "Be sure to buy a new Holo and you don't need me to remind you what you should buy first, right?"

I had a distinct feeling about what she meant, so I nodded. 

She went back. 

That was awkward- but I was glad it didn't get too awkward.

***

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Marg never teleported. 

She knew exactly where the stores and theaters were but she still refused.

The reason? She preferred to grab my hand and walk by my side. 

She seemed to oddly enjoy her walks with me. 

"Say… how many mistresses would you permit?"

Instead of going through the large roads, we were going through the barley fields. These places were always mostly stranded. 

I was being oddly vague about my question and I knew it wasn't the best time but- I had to ask. It was eating me alive.

I had no frigging patience. 

"I don't know…" She thought. "Maybe three-four at best?"

I couldn't believe she actually gave me a legit answer. Just some weeks ago, she was saying stuff about murdering and all that and now….

"And you're okay with that?"

"Well, I want to say I'd be happy if you're happy, but- I'm not." She sighed, barely audible. "If possible, I'd like to have you all by myself. Sometimes I even considered I'd just murder anyone who comes for you but- you're too charming so you'll always attract attention." She chuckled…. She sighed. "But I love you and- I'll respect your wishes, even if you were to take in more wives."

Meaning, she was not okay with this, but she was still going to see this through just for my sake. 

We kept walking and I slightly squeezed her hand. "You'll be the only wife. The rest will just be mistresses. And I love you too."

I didn't want to be insincere to her. I was going to marry Marg and I wanted it to be just her. 

I couldn't be vague about this anymore. I had to give her a clear answer- and that answer was, I'd be marrying her and she'd be the official wife. I knew I was being selfish and I knew this wasn't even remotely the best solution but I didn't know anything better- I didn't know. 

She giggled. "So, what's with the sudden question? You decided to take in your sister too?"

"No? hell no! She's, my sister!"

My heart almost stopped for a second there. 

She chuckled. "It was a joke, calm down." She also calmed down. "So, who? My sister?" She was being way too careful about that question.

And why the hell was she even considering Elsa and Eve?

I sighed."Raea."

She sighed. "Well, she is beautiful," Marg admitted and walked, looking slightly towards the ground.

"I don't know if you know but-" I stood in front of her, she stopped. Our eyes were locked on. "Beauty isn't everything. And besides, I prefer you over everyone else on this planet, anyway: you're the most beautiful to me." I hugged her. There wasn't anyone here, so big deal. And even if there were people here, I still wouldn't have cared. 

"So, you're saying you'd stop preferring me in other planets?" She didn't hug me back, rather she just looked up at my eyes. 

"Umm-uhh.." What?

Seeing my weird response, she burst out laughing. "I know you love me; you don't have to prove it. Though, I'd appreciate it, if you didn't end up taking every girl who proposed to you." 

Yeah, about that- "So, wanna make a rule about that?"

"What rule?"

"I don't know." I really didn't know. "But something so I wouldn't be taking in anymore. I'm kind of a pushover in these things. Sorry."

"I'll think of something then."

"Alright."

We kept on walking. 

Marg was probably sad. 

And though she felt sad, though she knew I would eventually sleep with someone else, she didn't say anything. She just smiled and walked by my side.

This was when I swore- even if everything changes, even if my love disappears, I'd never hurt her- I'd forever be there for her- till death.

***

We first bought the soundproofing gear.

Our excuse was that we were soundproofing our room since the neighbors were so noisy. We still got plenty of raised eyebrows and grins. 

Yeah, people pried in other people's business way too much. 

But- we did manage to buy high-quality sound blockers and I really hope that was enough. 

Next, we bought some other stuff- those being, a good Holo and knowledge. Yes, one could buy knowledge and instill those in their brains with the instiller. But there was a catch. It was rather expensive and a lot of stuff wasn't really made public. This was a good reason why people still went to school. 

The stuff I wanted to know, were mostly here though. Stuff about pregnancy, world history (I didn't want to know more but still), and last but not least- radiation. 

These were digital stuff so, just carrying the Holo was good enough. I kind of didn't have much allowance so I thought I wouldn't be able to buy any of these, but apparently, Marg had brought money. And this money was her share of the raid on the Battlesuins which she got from mom. And mom gave her extra too since she wasn't just one person anymore. 

And here I was, who got nothing. I merely just wanted to borrow the money though. But Marg insisted I wouldn't have to give her back the money, and in the end, I couldn't refuse. 

Anyway, with all the shopping over, we finally headed to the theater. And surprisingly a Zombie movie was on play, and it was supposed to be romantic?

We might or might not have got the date wrong. 

"Should we go somewhere else?" I liked the undead in general. It was a weird fascination but I always liked ghosts. But I was always way too eager to meet them. And because of that I never actually saw any: ghosts were probably scared of me instead of the other way around. 

But I had to be considerate to Marg.

"No, this is fine. You're here after all."

***

Two hours had passed. 

The movie was over and almost all the people had left. 

The theater was empty but we weren't moving. 

There was a reason for that. 

Marg was clenching on to me tight and she was shivering. She was also breathing hard. 

Was she scared of ghosts? Even if she was, this reaction was really exaggerated. 

Then again, the movie was kind of scary. It was a zombie movie but before making new zombies, the existing zombies rap*d women and men alike and then ate some of their flesh, which in turn created more zombies and this kept on spreading until everyone in the world became zombies. And then the whole world broke into a massive o*gy. 

It wasn't just scary, no; it was very disturbing: the blood and gore part made it worse. And it had disturbed Marg a bit too much. 

"It's okay." I gently caressed her hair. "I'm here for you."

It's already been over 10 minutes and though I didn't want to keep sitting on this louse-filled chair, I still didn't rush her. "You won't become a zombie?" The way she looked: awfully cute!

Lice were scary too and some of my body was already itching- but Marg was more important. "Of course not!" I winked. 

I was definitely going to complain about this though.

It took her about five more minutes before she calmed down and as we came out of the theater, she looked normal, way too normal. She was back to her usual self. 

***

We kept on walking; my back itched. 

"You're not going to say anything?" Marg asked, not looking at me. 

I didn't look at her either and just looked forward. "No, not really. I'm afraid of bugs but you never judged that. So why should I? Besides-" I grabbed her hand. "Everyone's scared of something. Some, of non-existent things; others, maybe the loss of family." And others, everything that crawled.

Marg didn't say anything but I could tell she was smiling. 

I wanted to have dinner out.

Marg said no. The money was an issue but apparently to her, our home cooking was better. I didn't disagree.

She really loved flattering mom I guess.

All in all, this wasn't such a bad date.