The opposite of silence [EDITING]

7: sore looser

((I do not own any of the games mentioned in this chapter))
((Naomi in media))
Eli

I follow Naomi to her room. Her door the only thing blocking the gaming heaven,

"Did you want to play anything specific?" I ask as she opens the hot pink door. She shakes her head, her light pink hair swaying with the motion.

"I have; Borderlands, Slender, Enemy Front, Titanfall, Warface, BioShock, Far Cry Classic, Borderlands 2, Rekoil: Liberator, Painkiller: Hell & Damnation, Deadfall Adventures, BioShock Infinite: Burial at Sea - Episode One, Call of Duty: Ghosts, Battlefield 4, Borderlands 2: Headhunter, Alien Rage, Call of Duty: Black Ops II - Apocalypse, The Bureau, Payday 2, BioShock Infinite: Clash in the Clouds, Zeno Clash II, Call of Duty: Black Ops II - Vengeance, Borderlands 2: Tiny Tina's Assault on Dragon Keep, Call of Juarez: Gunslinger, Sanctum 2, Metro: Last Light, Far Cry 3: Blood Dragon, Dead Island: Riptide, Call of Duty: Black Ops II - Uprising" she started listing games, half of them I think she's made up. "On Xbox 360" she finishes, then walks over to the shelves on her walls, covered in games from all consoles. "Or we could play Xbox one if you'd like"

I stood frozen, unable to comprehend anything she's just said. "Uhh-" I drag on, "can we just play Minecraft?" I raise my shoulders, almost in a shrug.

Naomi rolls her eyes at me and turns round, "black ops III it is" she ignores my request and slides the game off the shelf, not giving me enough time to argue.

"you know I can't play multiplayer" I sigh, trudging over to her couch

"that's why we're playing zombies" she turns the console on, the large TV lights up, she then goes over to the other side of the room and sets up the other TV "you know how much I hate split screen" a controller lands on my lap "move" she motions for me to get up,

"Let me play on this one, just this onetime" I beg, not wanting to get up

"you can play on this TV when I'm dead" she lifts the back of the couch surprisingly easily for a small girl, I slide onto the floor and groan

"That could be arranged" I mutter, pulling myself off the floor and gliding over to the other side of the room, where the other couch was. The smaller TV didn't emit as much light as the other, but it worked just the same. Naomi sets up the system link and the game, organising the map and such.

The game starts quick enough for me to pick up the controller and ready myself.

Round start - 25

"What?!" I exclaim, "We can't start at round 25, thats too far in" I throw my hands in the air

"The rounds before are too easy" she mutters in monotone, her character running across my screen, gathering guns and other useful items.

"This isn't fair, it's too hard. You know I haven't had much practice at black ops three" I slouch into the chair, trying my best to keep the character alive.

"Suck it up douche bag" her monotone insult echoed through my ears

"ouch"  sarcasm leaks from my word,  suddenly I was surrounded by zombies, trying my best to escape them I pull out the grenade launcher I've been waiting to use and launch it, little did I know, I launched it at my feet, getting myself down "I will not fall by the hand of my enemies!" I call out, raising the controller above my head, as if I've won. Naomi sighs loudly

"Useless boy" I could hear her behind me, I turn to look, she had her controller with her, but she was looking at my screen to revive me.

"What happened to no screen cheating?" I do my best to block her view, wanting her to finish the game.

"What's there to cheat?" she glances at me, still using the controller. To me it looked like she was button mashing, but she was indeed still playing the game skilfully. "Now run" she moves back to her chair and TV. I turn around, seeing I was revived and ready to play again.

"Fuck" I breathe, grabbing the controller once again, trying my best to shoot and avoid 'the walking dead' "where's Jug on this map?" I ask, running around aimlessly

"Through the next room, to the right. Up the stairs then take a left to the box, should be north/west" It's as if she didn't even care "Jug is for noobs" she finishes

"I'll show you noob" I try my best to follow her directions

"I said to the right you dumbass"

"Ya 'know I'd feel a whole lot better if you stopped hurting my feelings" I mutter like a child

"And I'd feel a whole lot better if you'd stop mocking me. Clusterfuck butler" her insults got harsher, but let me tell you, she's not all bark.

"Listen hear you little shit!" I turn to look at her, she was leaned forward, concentrating on the game "I am not mocking you, or I would be button mashing" I glare,

"What?" her head turns a full 90 degrees to look at me, I lean away from her, knowing I've fucked up

"Naomi" I pause "darling" I try to reason, more so to myself, it sounds easier then reasoning with her. "I didn't mean that" my defence raises.

"Get out" she growls, her hair started glowing a vibrant pink

"I think thats the best idea yet" I nod standing up, I place the controller down and make my way to the door "listen..." I start, Naomi stood up. her glare felt like it was piercing through my skin

" out" her growl sounding more harsh, I nod and open the door, suddenly I felt like thousands of tiny needles had been shot into my back,

"yeah, I deserved that" I wince, making my way to Mei's room.