The Hunt

2: New Game

My body was slowly waking. As my eyes opened I quickly glanced around the room, remaining still. I was in a nice, tidy room with a light blonde-haired boy sitting at a desk. It's definitely not Luke, that's for sure. So it's either Liam or Jason, most likely Jason.

"Where's Luke?"

This caused the boy to turn to me, scowling he snapped," What do you think? He's probably drinking his ass off! You're supposed to know him. He wouldn't have been that different when he was younger, I've tracked his crime records!"

"Crackers, you have? What's it like?" I blink a few times," What have you seen on me?"

"Jade Lowe doesn't exist, you don't exist," he spoke. Wait, what? How can he know?

"Then who am I?" I ask, curious about what he is going say.

"Your sister is famous, you're the unwanted one, the one everyone hated and you were adopted."

"Hated?" I snapped. "My life has been amazing away from those idiots! I'll lived the life I deserve, one day I'll get revenge on them. No one, no one, can take me down."

"Beth Booker, why did you take your sisters first name?" He knows, how much does he know? Everything? Everything is better than parts, because if he knows everything he has to stick by us or lose his life. That works, wait no killing.

"I didn't choose it."

"Then who did? L? Luke? Lucas?"

"Yeah," short, simple. He moves over to the bed as I sit up and lean against the pillows. He sits next to me, wanting to nothing everything. He wants to be in control, he doesn't trust Luke. So he won't trust me, will he?

"Right, and you're a murderer aren't you Beth Booker?" He leans closer, accusingly.

"Yes, and please call me Beth Slayn if you are to use my full name," I reply, the name 'Booker' irritating me. I'm the only one who has been allowed to keep their last name and I am the only one who doesn't want it. To my knowledge anyway. Everyone wants to be a Booker though.

"So, Beth. You've killed, stolen, forged documents and stolen. What to do with you? What to do with you?" He begins to speak teasingly. This Jason guy is confusing me.

"I know something," I speak suddenly.

His eyes widen a little," My brother knows too. But you are to change that."

"I'm part of the game. Secret for a secret. But you don't the whole deal. I am here to either get your brother's gang to join the one I work for, or destroy it. So time to party," I smile when I finish. These parties are supposed to be kick-ass.

He moved closer, pressing his lips on mine. It was nothing special, but it was good. He held power and then he stopped. He smirked as he drew back.

"Good, aren't I?" I burst out laughing when he said this.

"Sure, sure. Never going to be as good as me," I replied. Standing I turn and ask him," There's a party tonight, what am I to wear?"

This made Jason laugh," Posh, huh? I know, call me Jay. That might help."

"So Jay, what am I wearing to the party? Don't worry I'll pretend to be hopelessly in love with your sexy ass body." I winked at him and checked my phone. Two missed call's from Romy. "Wait, I've got to call someone back."

"Who is it? Boyfriend? Someone in your gang?"

"Not in a relationship, bro. And tonight, we're playing a game. But seriously, be quiet."

Tapping a few buttons on my phone, I was calling Romy. I put her on loudspeaker, this would probably improve his trust.

"Hey babe, I'm with Jay. He's hotter than Lukey boy."