The Daisy mae Games

chapter 9

I basically skip to my room. Blood dripping down my dress as I skip. I make an elevator and press floor four on the buttons. The cheesy elevator music plays and I dance around. I didn't know why I was so happy. The elevator door opens and I sneak down the corridor to my room. I made it there and it's already open. I turn the light on and I see  scout sitting on my bed.

"Hi." He says, waving a little.

"Hi." I walk up to him. "Please don't kill me." He laughs as if this was an inside joke we shared between the two of us.

"Kill you, no, I like you." He says, Smiling a little.

"Oh, good." I say. I sit on a couch across from him and smile awkwardly. "So,"

He stands up and walks over to me. He's also covered in blood. He grabs my bloody hands and pulls me up. "Um, what are YOU-"

he kisses me for what seems like a long time.
I shake it off and let go of his lips, "scout. We need to survive this, and then maybe kiss."

He looks confused at me. "I'm sorry, what?"

I sigh. "I know how to escape, you've got a knife, and a gun! We can run away together." He growls lowly and shakes his head no.

"Fuck. Adaline! I need that money."

I back up against the wall. "So, you are going to kill me." He sighs and looks past me, never at me.

"Yes." As soon as he says that, I crawl under his legs and run on my bed. I point the shotgun at him and he laughs.

"I'm not threatened." I say.

"Good." He pulls out his pistol and says, "me neither."

I breathe heavily. "Huh scout. I thought you were a real one."

"What do you mean?" He says. I sturdy my gun more straight.

"Enjoy the bullet, mother-" I pull the trigger, but nothing happens. I pull it again. Nothing.

He laughs at me, holding up four bullets, mg bullets. "How!?" I yell. He laughs so hard, I think he might drop them.

"Do you think I'm naturally just going to kiss a fucking ugly girl like you! I only kissed you to swipe the bullets!" My heart sinks as he says that, "stranger danger." He shoots at me, getting my arm. I fall off the bed and hit my head on the end table. I see him walk over top of me.

"Stop." I cry. He looks at me and pouts.

"Poor baby, going to get fucking killed." He points the gun at my head. I look at his feet and see his shoes have laces.

"I've been..." His voice trails off behind my ears. I grab his laces and tie them together quickly. I smile and chuckle.

"What?" He asks.

"Your shoes untied." I say wearily. He looks down and I kick him in the stomach. He falls on the bed and I climb up on my good arm.

I grab the light pole that creates the light for the room. It burns my hand with its heat. I shake it off threw sweat and break it in half on the window. It was a sharp giant knife now, in my hands. Scout still struggles to get up. I laugh beyond my wildest fantasies.

"Hi, scout." I laugh as I say this. "Did you think I wanted to fucking kiss you!" I yelled. He struggles, it makes me laugh.

"Stranger danger."

I shove the light into his neck, his throw up a deep red. "No!" He bubbles. I laugh slightly. I pull the light out of his neck, struggling a little bit because it had got stuck in him. Most off the glass stuck in his neck.

I peel the light off my hand, my skin going with it. "Owch." I grab his gun and knife. His face stays in the same place, like a l
Paused video game. I am more bloody than ever, I wasn't even on my period. (*CRinGe*)