The Game Of Life

Chrome

I fell down on my bed as Ginger left my house. CRAP!!!!!!!! I am going to be in deep, and i mean deep trouble if she tells on me. Not that she would, right?? Shes my best friend after all... 

The only thing is the guilt. I didn't want to burden her or Poppy with my stupid problems when they have so many of their own problems but like an idiot i ended up telling her everything. Brilliant Chrome!!! Three cheers... Idiot...

Guilt is literally eating at my insides, pain from the whipping coursing through my veins and hatred, hatred for my father is boiling in the depths of my heart.

I knew it was time to give myself over to the sweet darkness of sleep, the only extent of peace i would reach till my death. Sleep soon engulfed my conscience and i slipped into the heaven that was my dream. Imaginary yet so real. I felt like nothing could ever harm me and for that moment i completely believed myself.

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I knew what i had to do...

I dialed Gingers number and waited for her familiar "HI!!!" but when she picked up the phone her voice was sunken as if she had been sobbing and her usually high energy depleted. CRAP!!

"Gin?? What the hell? Whats wrong??". When she kept quiet i asked, "Was it what i told you about?". That brought words out of her mouth.

"NO!! Its not you... My father, he insul-" Her voice cut off and i could hear her silent sobs. Anger for her wretched father, and mine rose again inside my and threatened to spill. I kept my shit together for her sake. 

I knew what i had to do...

"Hey Gin? Calm down and listen to me very carefully for a second" Once her breathing slowed i started where i had left off. "Do you know that farm beyond the backyard of Williams Bakery? Meet me there at 9 pm tomorrow. Oh! And there are others like us. Astra Banks, i heard her speaking to someone about it, and Phoenix McLaren, i saw his diary entry while passing him in the dining hall. Get Astra with you tomorrow WITHOUT fail and i'll get Phoenix. Its time we put an end to this parental monopoly and show our true potential. 

She whispered a feeble yes. We bade our goodbyes and cut the phone.

I felt strength and hope pulsing through me and also felt outrageously optimistic. Touchwood. I walked to the bed and fell asleep with that feeling - difficult to describe but pleasurable to feel - coursing through my veins. Everything was about to change. Tremendously. Farewell, father.