The Cabin •Jc Caylen•

23. "Shot! Shot! Shot!"

Kian and I burst out in laughter as he took his second shot.

"Go! Go! Go!" I shouted as he took it.

"Auu" he said as he squinted his eyes and rubbed his temples.

"Kian two, Bailey zero" I smiled as I pulled out a dare from the hat.

"All the easy ones are gone, prepare yourself" he said as he burped and blew it in my face.

I turned away and unfolded my paper, "let the other person draw three things on your face" I read out loud, "oh no" I said as I covered my face.

"If you can't handle it then take that mother fucking shot" he said as he grabbed a bottle of liquor.

"No way!" I said as I began looking around for a pen or a marker and I guess the odds weren't in my favor. I handed him a black sharpie, "just hurry" I said as I closed my eyes.

"A shot could be way easier" he warned one last time but I shook my head.

The smell of that sharpie made my stomach turn, I never liked the smell, it was too strong. The wet feeling of the marker started to trace in my eyebrow area. I know exactly what he's doing. He proceeded by going in between my top lip and nose, a mustache, classic. He then drew something on the side of my face, this for sure was knew to me.

"All done" he laughed as he closed the marker. He was laughing hysterically and fell backwards on the bed.

"What did you do?" I asked as I looked on a small screen that the camera had on the side, "is that a.. a penis?" I asked as I looked at the side of my face.

His laughs just got lauded and louder.

"You're gross!" I squealed as I tried rubbing it off but it just got smudged.

I grabbed a pillow and threw it at his face but he blocked it and snorted as he kept laughing.

"That's enough" I said as I pulled back some of my baby hairs. He began to calm down and rubbed away the tears of laughter.

"Fuck that was so fucking funny" He grabbed a paper from the hat and began to unfold it, "take a shot" he read out loud.

"That's a dare? That's like the easiest thing ever!" I protested as I snatched the paper from him and read it with my own eyes.

"Do you want to take the shot for me?" He asked.

I looked away from him pretending like I didn't hear the question. He opened up a bottle and just chugged it down.

"That's enough I don't want you waisted" I said as I pulled the bottle away.

"Too late, I look at you and my eyes move to the side by themselves" he said as he blew air towards my face.

"Gross" I said as I pushed him away.

"Your turn bails" he said as he bounced the papers around in the hat.

I grabbed one of the papers and unfolded it, "drink out of the toilet" I looked at Kian, is he serious? Why did I trust him with dares.

"Get that shot ready, no way I'm drinking where you poo in" I said.

He filled the shot glass beyond the little line and handed it to me. I was dreading this but it's all part of the game. I swallowed that shot like it was water and shut my eyes.

He opened a beer and had a sip, "want one?" He asked.

"I've never had one" I said as I bit down on a lemon to get the burning sensation out of my mouth. That shot was worse than the last.