Almost You

Playing the Game

Chapter 41

Playing the Game

"Ouch," An annoyed voice whispered, bubbling into my sub-conciousness. I heard rustling in the crappy white sheets, and feeling weight mouvement.

"Shh," Another voice snapped, hushing the other briskly in a tired whisper.

More rustling.

"Stop moving." The third voice said, slightly louder then the others. Eurgh, way to distrub the peace.

I slowly became aware to my surrondings, light starting to fill my vision. My foggy brain started to clear, thoughts starting to process.

I tried to snuggle back into my sleep, wanting to go back to where my dream got cut off, it was a sweet little dream about poising my mother... I sighed happily at the thought.

But noo... Right at the good part these voices were waking me up. Jeez, show a little compassion, honestly.

Wait a second.

I was suddenly one hundred precent awake, dream or no dream, this was an emergency.

Da da da da... DA DA DA DA... da da duh duh da...

I tensed up, body coiling like a sly jungle cat about to pounce, rawr.

I waited for it to entirly silent, holding my breath.

Three... Two...

"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME YOU DIRTY ATTACKER! RAHH!" With a huge leap, I burst through the warmed sheets and screamed to the evil attacker, my arms going off in all directions, hitting everything in their way.

I saw three dark figures scramble, scared out of their wits. One of the bigger lumps fell off the bed with a huge 'thump', and an unusually high pitch squeal.

I jumped up, standing on the bed a little shakily. I refused to hesitate, keeping the upper hand.

I selected my weapon, with bleary eyes I picked up a violent looking pillow. Hehehe...

"ITS. NOT. NICE. TO. BARGE. IN!" I yelled, hitting the two other dark lumps with each word, using my pillowy weapon.

They scrambled, looking confused as they stumbled around, caught off their guard.

"Sophie!" One of the lumps yelled. Panic filled my veins, I turned around briskly and started hitting the vocal one.

"HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME YOU FLIFTHY PIGEON!?" I screamed at the lump, who was on it's knees, holding it's hands over it's head, trying to stop my brutal wrath.

"Sophie!" It said again, slowly trying to stand up. "Stop it!"

"Nevah!" I yelled, doing a little tribal step with my feet as I avoided the moving figure.

The lump was well trained, resisting my harsh attack method. All I saw was a whisp of the lump, then felt myself being thrown into the air.

"RAHH!" I yelled, alarmed. I was thrown over the firgures shoulder, like a patato sack. My arms were pinned to the sides, I wiggled one arm out, the one holding my all-mighty pillow, and smacked it's butt. Which, unfortuantly, was all I could reach.

Wait a second... I reconise those cute little celvin klein boxers, and that cute little butt!

I dropped my fire. "Evan!" I said, happily hugging him from behind, and you know, upside down.

The firgure, or as know as, Evan, let out a long breath of relief.

"You're not going to hit me with a pillow... Right?" He asked wearily, eyeing me. I shook my head, giggling.