Locked In (Heart)

twenty three

KYLE'S POV

the outcome of capture the flag couldn't have gone more smoother for us — i whole heartedly believe we won.

well i know we won because i did math: we managed to capture team yellow and kevin miraculously captured team green's to which i asked him how the hell did he get it with him answering "it doesn't matter" with his ears turning red....i have a feeling that it also has something to do with a certain person who's name so happens to be red too.

i didn't ask questions, but glad we managed to come out on top.

"first place is a no brainer, it's the red team who managed to capture two flags from the yellow and green teams respectively," damien announced once everyone was gathered.

"CHEATERS!" cartman immediately interrogates.

"YOU WISH," clyde fires back, "WE WERE JUST THAT GOOD! RIGHT TEAM?!"

the rest of the team cheered and gave clyde a high-five.

i was looking at stan's reaction...not because i was wondering what he was thinking about us winning/catching his flag or anything.

he looked...off. and not in his usual way, but off as if he's trying to figure something out.

i wonder what's on his mind?

no, you're not protecting him anymore. stop letting his worries occupy your mind.

i shake my head to try to focus on what's happening in front of me, because there are many times where i miss that.

"okay, okay calm down," damien spoke up quite agitated, "second place is green team who managed to capture blue team's flag."

"ALSO CHEATERS," cartman pouts crossing his arms in frustration.

"you know, if calling people who properly strategize cheaters is gonna make you feel better with the fact that you're just a sore loser — keep at it," wendy comments as the rest of her team stands up.

"bitch," cartman rolls his eyes and huffs.

the team all stood up directly across from ours and my eyes kept wandering to stan who hasn't said a word since they've returned.

seriously...what is going on?

he kept looking towards the doors of the gym, as if he's looking for something or someone.

weird.

"and we have a tie for last place which respectively holds with teams yellow and blue," damien says and pauses before saying, "those are also my least favorite colors."

"i didn't think you'd like any color besides black," cartman jokes.

damien chooses to ignore his comment, "you guys are gonna battle it out to see who rises and who sinks."

"battle it out how?" tolkien questions.

"we wouldn't want to ruin the surprise for the remaining guests now would we?" damien says in a eerie-like tone.

there was an awkward silence that followed with everyone looking at each other, wondering if he was serious with what he just said.