break it to her.

"Engh...Listen missy." I sit up. "My name's not Scott it's John, and I've never seen you before in my life until today." I glare at her. "No...it's not true.." "You are Scott I know it!" She pleads. "Look...I'm sorry about the lie but I had to get in here somehow!" She looks despreate.

"God damn it LISTEN TO ME!" I grab her shoulders and shake. "YOU ARE NOT A MUTANT, YOU ARE A GODDAMN SEX-BOT!!" "AND MY NAME IS JOHN!!" I shake her hard. "Stop it..your hurting me!" She moans. "STOP IT!!" She pushs' me with her repulsors again.

"Huuh, please stop doing that..." "You need to realise something I only look like Scott because you are programed to think this way." I get up and walk to the fridge. "Shit, I dont care anymore....fuckers sold me a defective model..." I grumble as I sit back down and wrest the bottle on my forehead. "Do what ever you want...I dont care.."

She starts to reach towards me but hesetates. "Please...dont send me away, I've been trying to find you for so long.." "I'll do what you say...I'll be your sexslave!" "Just..." She is weeping in sorrow. "GOD FINE!" "JUST STOP CRYING!!" I yell exasperated at her antics. "Go take a bath or something, just get away from me!"

She starts to walk down the hall and turns toward me "Um Sco..I mean John?" She asks "Yeah?" "Which one is the bathroom?" She asks with a confused look on her face. "Second door on your right." I wave her away. After she leaves and I hear some water running I slump into my chair. "Fuuuuck...what the hell am I going to do with her?!"