Anon getting married to his girlfriend Passionlip. "I can't wait! I'm so happy!" said Anon, smiling as he hugged the girl who was about to become his bride. The wedding date was only a month away and they were both excited for it. He looked over at her from where she stood next to him in their living room. She had long hair that was tied up into two ponytails on either side of her head, giving her a cute little face with full lips and round eyes. Her skin was pale but not too white like most girls, and her body was petite and curvy. Her breasts were small enough to be considered cute by most standards, but large enough that Anon could tell she wasn't anorexic. His hands caressed the softness of her shoulders. "It's going to be so wonderful," he whispered into her ear. "We'll have our own home and we can do anything we want there." She nodded in response, leaning forward to kiss him gently on the cheek. He wrapped his arms around her waist and squeezed her tight before pulling back. "You know... I've been thinking about getting some furniture for my new place. Not just beds and couches, but things I can put food on or play board games on." She laughed. "Oh? Like what?" "Well, I was thinking maybe a table and chairs, or even a kitchen set?" Her eyes lit up. "A kitchen set?! That sounds awesome!" "Yes, and we can make all sorts of delicious dishes together. We'll feed each other and share them with one another. Isn't that romantic?" "Mmhmm." She leaned against him again, kissing him on the cheek. He stroked her hair affectionately. The next morning, Anon woke up early. It was Saturday and he was looking forward to seeing his girlfriend after not having seen her for three days. He slowly got dressed and left his apartment. As he walked down the stairs of his building, he saw the mailbox was already full of letters. He smiled as he opened the door and grabbed the first envelope. "Anon?" Came a voice from behind him. He turned around and found himself face-to-face with Passionlip. She was wearing a black dress and had her hair pulled into two pigtails. He took her hand and kissed it gently. "Hey, you made it." She smiled and nodded. "Of course! And I brought breakfast!" As he led her inside, he sat her down at the table and handed her an envelope. "Here. This is for you." She opened it curiously and found a letter inside. She read it quickly and then looked up at him. "Is this for me?" "Yeah, uh... I don't mean to rush you, but I'd love to take you out today." Passionlip blushed. "Oh, I'd love that! I mean, if that's okay..." "It's fine. It's not like I can eat without you here." She giggled and leaned forward, kissing him on the cheek. "Thank you. I'm really looking forward to it." They spent the day walking around town, eating lunch and dinner at different places. They talked about everything. Their childhoods, their favorite foods, their dreams for the future, and even what they wanted to do on their honeymoon. Anon felt so incredibly happy, being able to spend time with the woman he loved. He decided to invite her over for dinner. He cooked a nice meal and she ate with a smile on her face. After eating, he asked her to help him clean up. When he finished, he offered her a glass of water. She accepted it and drank it down before asking him, "Will you go on a date with me tomorrow night?" Anon went red with embarrassment. "A-Ah... Of course I will! I thought you would never ask." "Good," she said, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. "I'll see you then." Anon watched her leave, still unable to believe how lucky he was. He turned off all the lights and went into bed, laying on his right side with his arm draped across his pillow. He fell asleep with a smile on his face. The next morning, Anon heard a knock on his bedroom door. He looked over and saw Passionlip standing outside. "Morning," he said, sitting up. "What's wrong?" "Nothing. Um... Do you have any plans tonight?" "Nope. Why?" "Well... I was hoping you could come hang out with me." He stared at her blankly for a moment. "Um... What are we doing?" "Just hanging out," she said, smiling. "Maybe watching a movie or something. Just the two of us." Anon stared at her for a second longer. "Okay. Sounds fun." The rest of the day passed uneventfully. At night, Passionlip came over to Anon's home. She arrived a few hours earlier than usual, and he let her in. As soon as she stepped through the door, he gave her a hug and kissed her on the cheek. "It's so good to see you, darling," she whispered. "I love you so much." "I love you too," he replied, planting another kiss on her lips. After making sure everything was ready, he sat down at the dining room table with her. He poured them each a glass of wine and they began to talk. Anon told her about his job at the store while Passionlip talked about her interests and hobbies. He learned that she liked to draw, write stories, and do yoga. He also found out that she loved cats, and he joked with her about how he was a dog person. "What kind of dogs do you like?" she asked him. He shrugged. "I don't care, honestly. I prefer them big enough to pick up and cuddle, but I wouldn't mind a tiny one like your cat." "Oh? You're not allergic to cats, are you?" He shook his head. "No. But I've had pets in the past and they always seemed to get fleas or ticks because I couldn't afford the medicine for those. I've never been more miserable in my life." "That sounds awful," Passionlip said sympathetically. "How did you get rid of them?" "Well, I used to shave them bald every week to get rid of the fleas. Then I tried putting flea powder on them, but that didn't work very well." She laughed. "Poor thing. I'm sorry." "It's okay. I grew up with lots of animals, so I'm used to it. I don't think I could live without them now, though." Anon took a sip of his wine and held it in his mouth for a second before swallowing it. Passionlip watched him curiously as he did this. "Does that happen often?" "Huh?" he asked, confused. "Oh, no. I just like the taste of it when it's warm." She nodded. "I see." "Why?" she asked, tilting her head. "Do you dislike it?" He shook his head. "Not at all. I just haven't tried it before. I don't like cold drinks in general, actually." Passionlip smiled. "If you ever want to try it, I can make you some tea instead. How does that sound?" "Thank you," he said, smiling back. "But I'm fine for now. Don't worry about it." Anon finished eating and they continued talking until it was time for her to leave. He asked her if she wanted to stay over and she said yes. They hugged and she left. He knew he would have to tell her eventually, but he was afraid to bring it up. He hadn't seen any changes yet, but he worried that it might affect their relationship. He hated the idea of hurting her, but he didn't want to lie to her either. That night, Anon went to bed feeling nervous and unsure. He lay there for a long time, staring at the ceiling. Eventually, he drifted off to sleep. He awoke suddenly, his heart pounding in his chest and his body drenched in sweat. He sat up in bed, breathing heavily and shaking. There was a moment of panic before he realized what had woken him up. It had been an orgasm. His body jerked involuntarily and he gasped loudly, waking Passionlip up. She looked over at him with concern. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Uh... yeah. I'm fine," he whispered back. "Go back to bed." She nodded and crawled back under the covers. Anon laid back down and closed his eyes. He was sweating profusely and his heartbeat was thundering in his ears. He could feel his cock throbbing as his orgasm subsided. He stayed awake for a while longer, listening to Passionlip snore softly beside him. After lying there for a couple minutes, he heard a noise. It sounded like someone was walking around upstairs. He listened closely, trying to figure out where it was coming from. Suddenly, there was a loud thud, followed by another. Anon jumped out of bed and ran downstairs. He opened the front door and looked up and down the street. Everything seemed normal, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was happening. He looked inside his house and saw the light was on in the living room. Curious, he walked towards it. Suddenly, there was a scream. It was followed by several more in rapid succession before suddenly stopping. The hairs on his neck stood on end as he slowly made his way towards the living room. When he entered the room, he was shocked to see Passionlip lying on the floor. Her skin was pale white and she was twitching uncontrollably. He screamed and rushed over to her, dropping to his knees and holding her tightly. "Passionlip! What happened?!" Her eyes were wide open and staring at him. She was covered in blood. He reached up and touched her cheek, but she wasn't reacting. He examined her stomach and legs, but he couldn't find anything wrong with her. She was completely unresponsive. Anon looked up at her, confused. "Passionlip? Can you hear me?" There was no response. He panicked and started screaming, running around the room in a panic. "Help! Someone help!" he cried. Several minutes later, a police officer arrived at the scene. He looked around and then knelt down next to the bleeding woman. He checked her pulse and was surprised to find it strong. "Did she attack you?" he asked. "No! No, I don't know why she's like this!" Anon shouted. The policeman sighed. "Sorry, man. I'm going to need you to calm down." Anon glared at him angrily. "Calm down?! Why should I calm down?!" "We'll be taking your statement soon, sir. It's important that you don't jump to conclusions, okay?" Anon clenched his fists. "This is my girlfriend!" "Yes, I'm aware of that." "Then why isn't anyone helping her?!" "Sir, please stop yelling." "Why won't anybody help her?!" The officer sighed. "Look, we're working on it. Please sit down in the other room." Anon gritted his teeth and stormed out of the room. He slammed the door behind him, then turned to look at Passionlip one last time. "I'll kill you," he muttered. Anon paced back and forth in the waiting area of the hospital, nervously fidgeting with his hands. He kept glancing over at Passionlip, who remained unconscious and unresponsive. After a few minutes, another patient approached him. "Excuse me, sir," the woman said. "Can I ask you a question?" Anon looked at her and nodded. "Sure." "My name is Eileen, and I'm a doctor here at the hospital." "Hi, Doctor. Sorry, I don't mean to be rude. I just... I need to know how she's doing. Is she gonna be okay?" Eileen sighed and looked over at Passionlip. "Unfortunately, she's not. We're doing everything we can to keep her alive, but..." "No," Anon said quietly. "Please don't say that." She tilted her head. "What's that?" "Passionlip. She's my girlfriend. I love her. I don't want to lose her." "I'm sorry to hear that. I really am." Anon nodded. "So... is there any chance that she'll wake up?" "I don't know. Honestly, it doesn't seem likely." Anon leaned against the wall and looked down at the ground. "I don't understand. All I've done is love her. And now she's dying." "I'm so sorry," Eileen said again. "I wish there was something I could do, but all we can do is wait." Anon nodded. "I guess I have to come to terms with that. Thank you for letting me know." The two of them said their goodbyes and Eileen left. Anon sat back down next to Passionlip, leaning forward and placing his hand on her forehead. He closed his eyes and whispered her name. "Please wake up. Please come back to me." ***