Fearless

Chapter Three

So, I learned that the two people who looked the same are twins. "Yeah," The brother, Reed, stated. "we're twins."

"Unfortunately." Vikki - his sister - scoffed.

After we set in, it was about six o'clock, and the sun was still a bit above the horizon, but slowly setting. After about an hour of convincing Kathy that the boys were okay to talk to, we decided to go introduce ourselves. Currently, everyone but the boy I saw earlier - who's name I learned was Carter - was sitting around the big fire pit in the back of the cabin. The men - or Damien and Reed - went out to get some firewood as 'male bonding time'. Whereas, Vikki, Kathy, and I sat around the dinner table in the kitchen that led off into the different sections of the cabin.

I looked over to Kathy and saw her swooning over Reed. I had to say, Reed was pretty attractive, but I couldn't see myself liking him for some reason. But he was pretty funny. I saw him steal a glance at Kathy and chuckled. Kathy blushed a deep scarlet.

"Well, it took you long enough!" Reed exclaimed. I looked up and saw the same boy I saw earlier.

"So your the famous Carter." I thought to myself.

He turned around and smirked at me. "Yes, actually, I am."

I clasped a hand over my mouth. "I said that out loud didn't I..."

"Yeah." He sat down next to Reed and fist bumped him.

"Okay everyone!" Reed drew the attention to himself. "Now that Carter's here, we are going to play a game of...truth or dare!" Oh no.

I groaned. "If there is anything sexual, then I'm out." Kathy stated.

"I swear Damien, if you tell me to go do something that I'm afraid of - which you know are many things - I swear I'll skin you alive. Do you understand?"

"Understood." He held up his hands, looking nervous.

It carried on for a bit. I dared Kathy to walk past the neighboring cabin with toilet paper sticking out of her butt. Did I mention they were having a barbecue? We earned some looks. I was dared to take a few shots, which I accepted because like I said before, that I can handle a lot of alcohol without getting drunk. I dared Reed to take a pee in the neighbors bush. He got yelled at but came back snickering like he was proud of himself. It was fun, until Carter picked me.

"I dare you to conquer all your fears on this camping trip - and on one condition. I'll need proof, which means I'll need to accompany you everywhere you go." He smirked, and then leaned back in his maroon chair.

My mouth gapped open. "I said I'd skin you alive, and I meant it!" I ran up to him and tried to push him back. It was no use. He was a sold wall of muscle and I was a tiny mouse compared to him.

"Actually," He held me back. "you said that you'd skin Damien alive. Not once did I hear a Carter in that sentence. Therefore, you cannot, and will not skin me alive."

Flabbergasted, I looked around to see if anyone was on my side. Everyone's lips were curved up, but I looked like they were all trying to hide it. "But - I...I...but that's -" I started hitting my hipbones - a nervous habit - and tried to think of something to say. That asshole. This isn't fair for Christ's sake, I just met him an hour ago. "your annoying." I couldn't think of anything else to say and stomped inside.

I sighed and went to the cupboard to grab a glass. When I was getting the milk from the fridge - another one of my addictions - my elbow moved the glass and the glass fell over the side of the island. One of the shards cut me in the hand, and that's when everyone came running in. "Oh no." Kathy immediately dragged me towards the sink and took the glass out of my hand. She made Damien cover my eyes so I didn't faint from the sight of blood. There was a lot of blood this morning, because when I shaved the razor scraped one of the tighter parts of my skin. But according to her, I needed my eyes covered because compared to the cut now, this morning was nothing.