The Stanley Parable - Stanley x Narrator

Alone

Stanley POV:

I'm so nervous, I don't even know what to say.

This is embarrassing, i wanted to talk and now i don't even know where to start!

I just starred down at the table, expecting the Narrator to just get up and leave, but he didn't.

"Stanley.. I am.. really not supposed to be here.."

I looked in his direction, avoiding eye contact.

I have to say it. I have to.

"I want to leave."

This is the truth, right? I wanted to leave. So why do i feel bad, saying those words..?

I'm shaking and i don't know why.

I'm scared.. about his reaction.

"You want to.. leave..?"

I nod.

The Narrator went silent for a while until he began to speak again.

"You really want to leave me here all alone?"

I saw the Narrator's eyes began to water.

What?

I shook my head.

"I don't want to leave you here."

I really didn't. He has been an asshole at times but still..

..he was here, with me.

"I can't blame you. Who wanted to be stuck with me here, right?"

He laughs trough his tears.

I didn't know what to say, so i hugged him.

I think he needed a few seconds to realize what was going on, then he hugged me back, even tighter.

He cried until my shirt was really wet, but it didn't matter.

At some point he let go.

"I don't want to leave you here alone. I want to leave with you."

He looked at me with a shocked expression.

"Stanley.."

"Please?"

The Narrator looked away with a sad expression.

"I really want to, really i do. But it's not that easy."

"What do you mean, i thought you controlled all this?"

"Uh.. Well.. not really."

"What? Didn't you say you created me at some point?"

"You really believe everything i say, don't you?"

I got up angrily.

"Are you kidding me? How am i supposed to know! I am trapped here what feels like years! And you don't give me any answers! All you do is push me around as if i am your stupid toy!"

I felt angry tears running down my face.

Why the hell.. did i even try?

I left the room.

Is this it?

"Stanley wait!"

The Narrator catched up with me.

"Hey. Please. I will be honest. I swear. Give me a chance to explain."

I tried calming myself down, not letting the emotions take over me, if i do, this might be my end.

I nod at him, and we got back to the lounge.

"Stanley. I want nothing bad for you. It's just.. i am not in control of everything."

Come on Stanley you need to talk.

"Yeah right, you told me to jump of a platform that kills me."

"I- You're right. I'm sorry."

"Fine, whatever. What do you mean you don't control this?"

"Up to this point, all i ever thought i was, was a voice.. someone who is just there to do the job. I didn't realize i could be more, or do more. Someone who is easily replaced. I am scared to leave or to help you leave. When the people who are in control of this.. of me, are hearing this.. it will.. it will not end good for either of us."

"This is bullshit! You think this is any better?? Reliving the same 15 minutes over and over again!? I can't take it anymore! I would rather die than to be here any longer!"

I wish i could.. scream or do anything to let my anger out.

"You don't get it! When you die in here i can reset! When we are out i can't!"

"It doesn't matter! If you aren't gonna help me then..then.. i am gonna find an exit! Alone! And i.. i will leave you here if needed!"

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