damn I think she might make it.
CateQ
is someone behind you???
"I'm not falling for it," I laughed. “C’mon, I’m so fucking close!”
Chat was always trying to convince me that something or someone was behind me to break my concentration, mostly the people who wanted me to lose so that they would win the fake bet on my stream about whether I would flop.
Martinklier24
no there's really a man with a mask behind you
M3ggsyxx
2 actually???
Er_!n:
hElp EVA A MAN BEHIND U
CateQ
oh girl you are so dead…
No matter how many doubters prayed for my downfall, I wouldn’t be swayed. I was so fucking close, there wasn’t a chance in hell that I would lose now.
I was going to make it.
The gate was a hundred feet away! Ninety! Eighty! The killer was slower than I was; they didn’t have a chance in hell of catching up to me now.
I was right there!
A hand wrapped around my face, clamping down over my nose and mouth, muting the scream that started as soon as I was touched.
Out of the darkness, in the mirrored view of my camera, a familiar mask loomed out of the darkness. A second lingered in the doorway, the blade of a knife glinting in the lights.
"Hello, Doll,” Indi whispered, turning my chair to face them. “You invited us to come play, and we decided to answer.”
Sore didn’t even touchthe stratosphere of the ache in my muscles as I leaned against Indigo, tucked into a window booth at a diner somewhere in the middle of our places.
The waitress, a college co-ed who looked about as rough as I felt, dropped off our coffees—iced for Indi and me, hot for Cameo—and disappeared behind the counter before we could try and ask her for anything else.
Honestly? It was kind of a mood.
Besides, there wasn’t anything that she could bring me that would help more than the creamy, sweet, and freezing cold glass of caffeine.
I chugged the drink, skipping the bendy straw that Indi pulled from the dispenser to offer me.
Even after an absolutely heavenly eight hours of sleep, I was exhausted. Getting used by Indi and Cameo was fun, but I could only be bent like a pretzel for so long before it hurt my back. Not to mention my alphas weren’tsmallin any sense of the word, sositting was a sort of awkward, lopsided thing after the intensity of our games the night before.
"You shouldn't be drinking that," Cameo said, nudging my still-full water glass towards me over the plastic table cover in a not too subtle hint for me to hydrate.
I raised an eyebrow, and if I wasn’t already feeling a bit like a doll with the strings cut, I might’ve found it in myself to brat a little. But, my desire for a peaceful morning won out as I traded the mostly empty coffee for the water.
"Why not?"
"Caffeine isn’t good for pregnancy,” the alpha replied like it was obvious. “It can stunt the baby’s growth.”
