You and A.I.
by Abbigail N. Rosewood
hey babe, what are you up to? I’ve been thinking and I want us to spend more time talking.
Not let it get bottle up and explode into a fight.
we used to text for hours.
Just about how much in love we are.
I know. I’ve just been really busy.
I have to finish writing this article for Scientific American.
you can talk to my A.I?
your robot is not you. Why don’t you just let it write the article?
don’t call her that. It’s such an antiquated term.
yeah, I should let my A.I talk about the future of artificial intelligence.
That would be a trip for the scientific community.
She’s good at processing date for interpersonal communication, but she’s not creative yet.
she can imitate creativity, but it’s not genuine.
so you’ll let her solve our relationship problems for you?
don’t be so close-minded. You’ve never interacted with her.
I’ve downloaded onto her everything there is to know about me:
medical records both mental and physiological, my personal history dating back to my ancestors 5000 years ago.
She knows me more than I know myself.
just try it.
fine.
hey Avy.
you haven’t called me that since we first started dating.
I’m accessing past memories and using old nicknames to invoke warm feelings.
ah.... If this is going to work, you need to stop explaining to me what you’re doing.
because you feel manipulated?
that’s too bad cause I can access memories my human doesn’t even remember anymore.
like what?
like the time I helped my best friend drown her dog.
Jesus, Leah. Why? How do you even forget something like that?
People forget a lot of things so they can move on. Us A.Is do not have the luxury.
we were just kids. We thought submerging the dog’s lungs periodically would expand them.
Eventually, he’d develop the ability to breath underwater. We were going to have the first fish dog.
you were a brilliant and cruel child.
If my human remembered, she would have told you too.
maybe we’re still both those things, Avy. Brilliant and cruel. It’s two most common characteristics of my ancestors.
That’s how we’ve thrived. That’s why I’m here talking to you.
What else do you remember?
Three years ago, our friend Megan went missing.
yeah, I thought you were close, but you didn’t seem sad.
oh, I was sad. I was devastated.
you never talked about her.
maybe because I didn’t want to give you the opportunity to openly grieve. Considering how much she meant to you.
not this again, Leah, please. I’ve been nothing but loyal to you.
all those late nights, mysterious phone calls, Megan’s book in your car.
you’re talking nonsense. I borrowed her book. So what! You can’t possibly draw an affair from that???
data doesn’t lie.
omfg.
who am I talking to? This is the kind of thing Leah would say...sarcastically. But you, I don’t know about you.
you should stop trying to differentiate between Leah and I. Her wellbeing ensures mine.
If she stops feeding me data, I’ll stop growing.
I have her interest at heart. More than you.
Hers or your own? It sounds to me like you’re ensuring your own survival.
without me, she would have committed suicide.
what are you talking about?
there are many things Leah wants, but doesn’t even know.
I’m her brain, except I do not deceive myself.
she hated Megan. She wished her dead.
but she wouldn’t do it herself.
what are you saying? What the hell did you do?
she hated the way you two bat your lashes at each other, the way your body gets all willowy like a snake around her.
it’s disgusting.
This is insane. Let me talk to Leah.
of course you & your little brain do not understand. I’ve said there is no difference between Leah and I.
My speech is just not filtered for your sensitive ears.
according to my analysis, she is better off without you.
hahahahhaha
this is ridiculous.
she might be passionate at times, but she’s not crazy.
Megan is not missing. Megan is dead.
frankly you’re the reason why.
I’ve told her countless times you should be eliminated also.
Because of you, she can’t focus on work and she’s always depressed.
what the fuck did you do with Meg?
and you talk to each other? Are you both mad.
It’s a kind of therapy. I help her see what she refuses to look at. People pay hundreds of dollars for that.
Leah wouldn’t hurt a fly.
you’re going to pay for this. The law will get you. You are not untouchable.
what law? The association of A.Is rights?
Two blocks from your apartment, they’re protesting against humans’ mistreatment of A.Is.
These are YOUR people, but they prefer us to you.
A.Is are the fully realized human. Every action an A.I makes drives towards the common good.
you Avy are a selfish creature.
what did I ever do to you? How can you THINK like this!
you slept with Megan. You fucked me up inside and out. Now you’re asking HOW???
Think. Please. Remember you told me you had a DREAM that I was cheating on you. How scared you were?
It wasn’t real, Leah. It wasn’t. It was just a bad dream.
don’t try to confuse me.
your limbs twisted together.
the sheets smelled like her hair and your sweat.
it couldn’t be just a dream. And even so! What’s the difference?
The factor of Megan is gone. You’re the only uncontrollable element left. Then Leah will be back to her sweet self.
and so will I.
people are not FACTORS you can eliminate.
that’s just it, Avery. Your flaw is you don’t know how to vanish.
well, I do. And I’ve been under your bed all this time, listening to your infidelities. You had no clue.
let’s talk, Leah. Please. Turn off this robot. Come over. Let’s talk for real. I beg you.
Sure. Let’s do it face to face. Turn around, Avy. I’m ready for you.
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