Death's Game - Episode 5

 

Previously on Death's game

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"So how are your peeps. You know parents, if I may ask?" And again I saw anger in his eyes, but also sorrow.

"They are not my parents," he paused and looked into my eyes. "After all, your parents do not murder you."
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The bed was soft and yet I wasn't near sleeping. Derick had brought me home without a word after the bomb he dropped earlier . He drove, saying he couldn't risk me driving off a cliff, and he would bring the car back later like the gentleman he wasn't. I was reluctant to get off the bed, after all, no one was around. Mum was at the hospital with Dad and I was yet to visit. I couldn't face him yet, I still blamed myself.

I rolled over on my belly with my phone in hand, tempted to call someone, except that the only people I ever called or texted regularly were my boyfriend and best friend with'I love you's. The betrayal still stung like a bitch, although I couldn't compare it to Derick's pain. What would have made them kill him?
So I'm texting Derick.

-Hi

-What! I could almost see him sigh in annoyance. I was such a pest.

-What's up?

-I'm sleeping.

-By twelve in the afternoon?

-What do you want girl?

-Don't you know my name?

-I'm in no mood for remembering names

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. Please stop texting me.

-Nope, I'm bored.

-Call your friends.

-I don't have any. Except you.

-I'm not your friend.

-Whatever, so when you bringing my car?

-When am fully awake. Let me sleep.

-No, I want it now.

-Don't pester me.

-Please

-Next one hour

-Thanks

-Don't

That went well. I picked up a book and began to read. It was so quiet and normal, it almost didn't seem right. Where were the accidents? I began to suspect every item that hung close to me to drop and find an uneasy way to kill me. I rolled my eyes at the thought of that movie called Final Destination.

Ring...
He must be here. I wrapped a scarf around my neck and walked towards the door.
"Hi."

"Here's your key," he pulled out a key with a pink bear holder.

"I don't want it," I pouted.

"I thought you asked for your car," he looked puzzled.

"Yes, but not to drive it," he raised an eyebrow. "I want you to drive me somewhere, I'm hungry. Aren't you?"

"No thanks," he replied, simply pulling out my hand, dropping the key into it.

"I might drive off the road," I pouted again shuffling from foot to foot like a lost child, "and do you know what that will make you?" I teased. "A bad person," I finished.

He laughed. Derick fucking laughed. It was deep, throaty and calling till he stifled it with a cough and asked for the key.

He drove to some unknown joint, saying he was yet to eat out since he just moved into town. The place looked clean enough with windows to view outside. I think it was called 'Jones'.

"So what may I get for you?" A petite girl with a nice face and dyed blonde hair asked for our orders, except she seemed to be more interested in Derick. She just kept ogling him even while we gave our orders.

"I'm sorry," I waved at the waitress to get her attention. I was hungry and a hungry lady is a bitchy one.

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. "As you can see my friend here isn't interested." I glared at her and she scurried away.

"You're jealous," Derick smirked
 

"And you are so funny, my ribs ache," I said dryly, looking outside.

"But that wasn't what I thought when I felt your eyes on me on the first day I walked into your class"

"It wasn't because you were hot, just so you know." I defended myself.

"So I'm hot."
Yep, that's the only thing he could hear.

I raised a hand, "Lemme finish will you?" I sighed "It was because I felt your presence. I felt death and I could tell you were like me. How does that work anyway?" I was seriously interested and I propped my head on my hands, staring at Derick intently.

"We are linked, so we tend to feel what the other feels when you concentrate." I looked at him now, really looked at him and he reeked of sadness and betrayal. "I'm sorry," I blurted out.

"You don't have to be, it's not your fault." His poker face was evident.

"I know, but I never knew humans could  be so cruel. That is till I died.

"Here's your food," the waitress spat my way but smiled at Derick who just stared at her blankly till she left embarrassed.

I shook my head at him, "Do you always chase girls away?"

"It seems like it has lost its effect." I laughed as he gave me a look of irritation.

"Yeah, and I'm going to make it worse by being a thorn in your hair!" I smirked, he groaned.

I consumed my waffles a little faster than Derick with his burger and I received the title of pig from him, but I gave him mine as well: robot. It was shocking that I had fun and I was sure he did too with the occasional smiles, comebacks and smirks even when he faked annoyance. I was getting a little good at reading him.

"Aren't you happy you ate out with me?" I wiggled my eyebrow, jumping on the front porch. Suddenly, I lost my footing but Derick was at my side before I hit the floor. He held me by the waist, my body pressed against his in perfection as he stared into my eyes. My breath got caught in my throat as his eyes, those orbs the color of a forest, held me captive. Then he moved in on me, making my eyes close slowly.

Double shit, Derick was going to kiss me and I was going to let him, if not enjoy it.

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Do you think the kiss will be hot or cold? Short or long?

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