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"I need an damn drink"
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Post by Isabelle Khan on May 24, 2020 18:13:17 GMT
Belle jumped in her seat as this woman came yelling "IMBECILES!" as the door slamming behind her with force. She watch as the older man and the detective where getting yelled at by this woman before she pulled a gun out.
Belle watch in fear as she hear the shot go off, she just kinda froze there before she felt something run down her face as it was blood. She wanted to scream but nothing came out as she hear her partner thanking her before she could get an word out the woman left the room as Belle felt her eyes closed.
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Should I never have wanted? I never even got started or were the decks always just this stacked?
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Post by Lydia Hadley on May 24, 2020 19:37:24 GMT
The blonde, presumably another student of his based on how she addressed him. She then turned to Lydia with what seemed like regret in her eyes. “I’m really.. Truly sorry.” Her chest sank, as she took her card, lifting up so they could all see.
It was a red heart.
Lydia put her hand over her mouth in shock. "Dear God, please let Huxley have a circle..." she prayed under her breath. Something she'd never thought she'd do for the longest time. But it seemed like that request had glanced over His head. The solution had become quite obvious at this point.
They didn't match... She or Hux were screwed.
"How dare you call yourself a man? You let a WOMAN make the choice for you!"
Lydia's blood boiled as the gun was pointed back at her old professor. So she was, *that* kind of person. "And what about it?" She screamed, but her words fell on deaf ears. The woman just kept raving and continuing on her tirade. "This was your only chance to settle with a woman of status and you LOST IT! You didn't even TRY!" The more she insulted, the more the woman's words hit Lydia. She had a point... The old woman was right.
She could have met someone new through this little game. This was her fault. If she hadn't been such a slut, this never would have happened. If she hadn't had that one burst of happiness of seeing a familiar face and wanting to spend as much time with him as possible.
God only knew what as going to happen, and Lydia was going to meet him quite shortly.
What felt sicker was that the gun kept firing. Like, who the FUCK in their right minds keeps shooting after she had already perfectly shot someone in the heart? It was sick, but it wasn't like Lydia felt anything afterwards it in the first place..
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Post by Huxley Weisenbachfeld on May 24, 2020 20:30:20 GMT
Lydia reassured the scared, old professor, but he was still unsure. Something terrible could still happen. What if it was all for nothing? They made them play a game, they can just as easily change the rules whenever they wanted to. They were defenseless, tied to a chair, nothing to defend themselves with. Not good not good…
The voice came back now, asking them to reveal their cards, people slowly turned them, circles, circles, circles, he turned to his student, who flipped her card. Come on come on, please let me be right…
Huxley’s heart sank as Lydia revealed her card. A circle. No, no no no this wasn’t supposed to happen. No she should’ve had the other one. What are they gonna do now? The professor's anxiety kicked up even worse than before now. “Huxy... I’m really sorry” he heard distantly, as he turned with glassy eyes to his other student. It didn’t matter now..did it? It was his fault. He didn't know how to play. He never liked games. Huxley couldn’t answer, he just stared in front of him, looking at nothing, while his heart raced and his shoulders tensed...waiting. I don’t care what it takes, I won’t let anyone get hurt. I can’t I’d rather-
"IMBECILES!" an older woman burst through the door raging. She pointed her gun straight at Huxley who couldn’t move or even think from the shock. She then pointed towards Carmen. Huxley immediately stood up. Shoot him, fine. Noah, Sawyer and the few other people who gave a shit about him will get over it. A few months of mourning, and they will be able to let go peacfully. They had their support system. They were strong. But shoot any of the girls, their family and friends will never recover. An incredible detective and a brilliant psychology student? The world needed them both, but him, no one needed or even wanted him. "BOTH OF YOU! HANDS UP!" Huxley did as was told, but because of his new found courage, which the wine may have had a hand in, he wasn’t panicking anymore, and his thoughts cleared a bit. He looked the bitch dead in the eye. And from what he could decipher the woman was upset, way too upset. Very angry like this was a ride or die for her. "STUPID MAGGOTS!” the lady went on to drag Carmen, but before anyone could respond she demanded silence. "And you” she now turned to Huxley. "Just look at you!" It was like listening to himself, hearing that little voice in his head judging his every move. It also reminded him of his mother, which made his determination waver. She was right. He couldn’t do anything even if he wanted to. Heroic Huxley? Yeah right wake up, you’re just a stupid greasy haired useless old man, repulsive, disgusting, despicable, worthless.. “WORTHLESS! A WORTHLESS PIECE OF FUCKING SHI-" BANG.
The professor could hear the ringing in his ear and the sound of his heartbeat. He turned his eyes wide, his whole body shaking to see… ”LYDIA!!!” the professor screamed, as he saw the girl fall down. NO NO NO THIS WASN’T HAPPENING. WHERE’S THAT DOCTOR ROOMMATE OF HIS WHEN THEY NEED HIM?!! Huxley tried to get to Lydia, if only he could get there, maybe he could help. But how?! He couldn’t… but he just had to get there. He couldn’t even save her. No she’s not dead yet, she was bleeding out, but not dead not dead. Lydia please. Get up please. The professor desperately tried to get his legs away from his chair, as he struggled to get to Lydia, in any way possible, but it was all useless..useless, he was useless and now she’s dead. No she can’t be she’s not dead, not yet she’s so young, no, she can still be saved.
Then another gunshot, and another, another. “STOP IT PLEASE, KILL ME INSTEAD, JUST KILL ME!!” the professor cried, his voice horse from the unbearable lump in his throat, and the screaming.
But the woman didn’t respond.
She just ran. "TURN ON THE GAS!"
No, no! He has to get to Lydia, if he only gets to her, she’s still alive, the professor knew she was. Three gunshots, but she can still be healed, she can be fixed, just let him get to her GOD JUST LET HIM GET TO HER!!!
"Huxley..?" the professor still struggling to get away from his chains, with everything he got, turned with rage towards Hannah, then his expression softened as he saw the woman's face. "Huxley.. this was not your fault.." poor girl. She’s been through this thrice and still thinking of others. Sweet, and caring. Still so much to live for...unlike.. The professor instantly turned back to the redhead, and kept on struggling. No he just had to get to her, just..just… the familiar dizzy feeling filled him but this time he was fighting agains't it. He had to save her no, his student, still a child, so young so young, no... noo....
why not him..oh god why...
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Post by Gregory Hopkins on May 24, 2020 22:19:48 GMT
The last thing that saw Gregory it was the picture of a red heart in Carmen's hands. Oh, now... His choice was wrong and, that means that this heart can't save the black one... It was a big shock for the old man. All his thoughts were wrong... Dahm it!
"IMBECILES!"
Greg heard the loud scream and after that the figure of old and fat Chinese lady appeared in the dining room. She steamed loudly, hysterically. So this that crazy kidnapper that played with them!
"YOU- You are a WORTHLESS! A WORTHLESS PIECE OF FUCKING SHI-"
She cocked the gun on a young ginger hair girl and then...BANG!
It can be... No, this is a nightmare. IT JUST CAN'T BE! Gregory wanted to be blind m deaf and didn't see what happens a front of him.
The girl's body fell down and the old man saw it all like in slow motion. He saw how life is going from her eyes, how the last breath a coming from her small lips. How to could it be?
The big lady steamed and here was a new gunshot. And again, and again! -"STOP IT!"
Gregory wanted to get one shoot for himself. That was his fault!! How many times he mistake? Again, again and again like this never-ending gunshots. How he would live after that? How he can? And he wanted to protect Kim? Ha-ha! Facking old idiot!
He looked at the dead body again. Why he didn't notice this week girl and didn't help her. She was to shy, too scared, and preferred to stay with someone that she knows. And Gregory didn't notice it at all! His eyes were captured by Carmen. Maybe, he choose her because he felt something similar to Stephanie? And this choice cost one life of innocent souls. Great, Gregory! You become a reality useless.
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Post by Madge Baker on May 24, 2020 23:18:52 GMT
The game was over and the room got filled with the gas that slowly put everybody to sleep.
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