Lindsay lost it. "I HATE YOU!" She screamed, making everyone jump, even Moira. "You think your little miss perfect, and everyone should feel sorry for you, with your sob story past and your dead brother and your deep-fried face! But I don't, I see through you. Your not special, your just an attention seeking little WITCH!"
CRACK!
She slapped Cat, raking her nails across her face. Cat gasped and held her hand to her face. Blood poured from a small split on her lip, dripping off her face. Cat stared at the drops of blood on her fingers, shock written on her face. She looked at Lindsay, eyes growing dark with anger.
BANG!
Now Lindsay was the one who was in shock. Cat had punched her in the nose, making it bleed. Lindsay shrieked when she felt the warm, red liquid dribble down her face and ran out crying, followed by Moira, smudging the circle on the floor.
Luke cleared his throat. "Well, that escalated quickly. Come on, let's get some ice on that lip. Then I'm going to attempt to send everyone home."
No one noticed the runes where the drops of blood had fallen began to glow.
Two pairs of eyes appeared in the dark room.
YOU ARE READING
Game On.
أدب الهواةA forbidden game fan fiction featuring Julian and some new characters. Takes place after the the kill. In the dark, Julian could see the determination expression set on her face. "I am not afraid of you."
