Games Aren't Real

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Alex's Pov:

"Awe, how adorable." I break the sad atmosphere, smiling. I look at Cry and immediately fall. "Damn, you had time to grab your mask. Unfair." I can feel him smiling. Great. Now my other crush is here. "Matthias, I can see you still like Amanda. Oh, according to life rules, if we all got off the pressure pads, the walls would've pushed it down at the same time and we would've survived." Georgia states. "Lets go through that door that just appeared." Mark says. "Wait." We trade objects. "Okay." We all head into a room. "Two people each." Georgia immediately grabs Lucifer. "I call this handsome fellow." "What? Fine!" I walk over to Cry. "You guys can decide who goes with who. I'm not going to get in the middle of that." Mark walks over to Sean and Ryan walk over to Matt. Everyone goes in the doorway. Cry and I are last. "I'm not showing you my face, if that's why you chose me." I frown."If I wanted to see your face I would've sent Lucifer to tackle you and ripped it off myself. I'm not that hollow. I understand why you don't want to show your face. I trust you more than that." Cry turns his head towards me. "What? Why would you trust your rival?" I shrug. "I'm not your enemy. I'm your rival. Rivals are usually friends. Friends who are going against each other." I open the door. "Ladies first." I say to Cry. "How nice." He says sarcastically. "This is a really long hallway." I state, closing the door behind me. "I heard you broke up with whats-her-face. PewdieCry can now happen."

"Marzia."

"Pewds would totally do it with you if Marzia allowed it. That sounded wrong. Do the whole PewdieCry thing. Not-"

"I get it." Cry says, sounding on the edge of laughter. We arrive at a door. "To get through, you must trust each other. Done. Let-"

"And tell each other a secret." Cry finishes. I flinch. "I don't have any." The sign flickers. That's a lie. "Well, fine. Can I give - your darkest secret. Cry can't do that. Can there be a different thing to do?" You trust him that much that you don't need his darkest secret? I nod. "How about we do like, a small secret? I'll tell him my darkest secret and another if you let him do a non-darkest secret." I bargain with the sign. Okay. I turn to Cry. "I'm a runaway and I have a crush on you. Your turn." I show no emotion when I say the second part. He doesn't feel the same way. "Yeah, I know that sign. No need to rub it in." I feel tears try to come forward. I look away from Cry, back to the sign. Cry's turn. Look at him when he says that. A wall slides forward. Now we're close to getting pushed together and there's no way to go back. "My name isn't Ryan." The door opens. I run through, seeing Georgia and run to her, tears close to coming forward. "Closest secret. You told Cry? Did he show you?" I shake my head. "I gave up two secrets for him not to show." Georgia hugs me. "It's okay. It's okay." I shake my head. "Did you tell Lucifer anything? Did Lucifer tell you anything?" She laughs. "He's a dog! He can't tell me anything. I also had to give up two secrets. Who my second crush was and how I got here." I look at Lucifer. "You are most definitely telling me what she said." He seems to understand and nods. "What made you cry?" "I didn't cry. Buut- I told Cry my second crush too. I also told him how I got here. So same here." Georgia looks at Cry. "Hey, Cry. Tell me who her-" I cover her mouth. "It's him." I whisper. Her eyes widen. "But you're his rival!" She yells. Luckily at that time a bell rang and two doors appeared. "Three guys each door, one girl each door. The dog can choose." Lucifer walks towards Cry right after I call he goes with me. "What? But, Lucifer!" I whine, walking over to him. "I call Matthias and Mark!" I yell before Georgia can say anything. "What? No! I wanted Matthias!" She yells. "Too bad! I get the two neutrals and you get the others." She grumbles, walking over to the first door, me going to the second. "Do we not get a choice?" Mark asks. "Nope. Otherwise you and Matt will choose Georgia and get in a fight. Sean and Ryan will not allow for any action against Georgia, Lucifer will protect me. Er, the shadows shouldn't be a problem since they brought us here. If you were to make a move towards Georgia, you're stronger than pretty much everyone here except Cry and Lucifer." Cry shakes his head. "I'm actually not kidding. I checked your physical ability with my eyes when we were walking. You're a lot stronger than you appear."

"What about you? What happens if someone makes-"

"I got the two neutral boys and Mark likes you."

"Can I have at least one?"

"Fine. One of you, go." Lucifer tackles Cry so Matthias jogs over. "Okay. Uh, one of you guys come over here." When Ryan takes a step forward Lucifer growls. Sean runs over. "Okay then. Lucifer is deciding I guess. I have Sean, Cry, Lucifer and Mark. You have Ryan, Matthias, and Matt. Seem fair?" Georgia smiles. "Yeah, lets go."

We take a step in the door. It slams behind us and we run into a circular room. Pure white. "Why is everything so white? It's almost as white as Cry's mask." Mark mutters. Sean is next to me, holding my hand. We see Georgia and the others run into the other half. I run and hit a wall. "Is it a one-way mirror?" I look and see Georgia making out with Matt. Matthias and Ryan are fighting each other. Mark gets angry.

"Mark. It's a solid wall. Most likely fake. An illusion." I say, trying to calm him down. He looks at me, pissed. I back away. "Okay then. It's just a game." Sean says. "Games aren't real!" Mark yells, shoving Sean. Cry runs up and shoves Mark. "Hey, we're all friends here. No need to do that." Mark looks angrily at Cry. "If we're all friends then take off the mask!" Mark yells, reaching for the mask. I sprint to them, shoving Mark away. "IF WE'RE ALL FRIENDS THEN YOU WOULD'NT WANT TO SEE WHAT'S UNDER THE MASK! YOU HOLLOW SON OF A BITCH." I scream. Lucifer runs and tackles me into Cry. We fall in an awkward position. "Lucifer! Can you please- uh, get off?" I ask. He growls at Sean, who was slowly walking towards the dog. "I can't get up if you're on me!" I say angrily. My arms weak, I collapse into Cry. "You guys are pretty light." I sigh. "Not helping, Cry."


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