Traitor

12- Goblin Vomit

Maddison

All 3 of us fall to a hush as we're startled by a knock on our door.

"Who the hell is that?" Roxy whispers harshly.

"The mail man!" Alexa jokes. Roxy shoots her a glance, sending Alexa tumbling back on her bed in giggles. Suddenly she sits up with a gasp. "Did they hear our conversation?" Alexa covers her mouth nervously. I chuckle.

"Alexa, the entire world heard your voice in our conversation with your screams," I tell her. She laughs with me.

"Eep!" She nearly falls off her bed when there's another knock. I scramble across the room to reach the door. Upon opening it, I come face to face with the boys. My eyes widen.

"Hey, guys," I smile uncertainly. "How long have you been out here?"

"Since we knocked the first time. How long have you been in there? It took you forever to get to the door?" Ryan states.

"My most sincere apologies," I sweep my hand out and bow down, making fun of Ryan's authoritative voice. He laughs as he walks past me into the room, followed closely by Julian and then Aiden, who gives me an unreadable glance before passing me and falling over onto my bed.

"What's up?" Alexa squawks. Her voice cracks worriedly.

She earns a questionable glance from all 3 of the boys and a shot of warning from Roxy.

Don't let it slip, Alexa.

"We were bored," Ryan shrugs. "We want to play a game."

"What kind of game?" I inquire, taking a seat next to Aiden on my bed. He doesn't move over, so I end up squished between him and the frame.

"Tag," Julian proposes. Roxy and Alexa light up, but I frown.

"Like the children's game?" I ask. How is that getting everyone so excited? Each of them get up and start collecting coats. I supposed we're headed outside.

"Of sorts. But we put our own variations on it," Aiden tells me with amusement tinting his voice.

"What kind of variations," I question, scared of what the answer might be based on everyone's hyped expressions.

"Well, were allowed anywhere in the gates and the wall," Ryan starts.

"And when he says anywhere, he means anywhere," Julian clarifies.

"And it's practically normal tag," Alexa tells me.

"Except we play it more interesting," Roxy says mischievously. I look to Aiden who's face is centimetres from mine as he shoves my coat in my arms.

"We use guns."

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"One for you, one for you, and for the lady, and for the other lady, and for the final lady," Ryan shoves a gun in my hand.

"Does it hurt?" I ask. Since Aiden's final claim of using guns, I've been scared of the pain.

"We use practice bullets, Maddison. Its just like paintball, except out bullets shock you instead of splatter paint. Oh! And they simulate the pain of a shot for 20 seconds. But then you're fine," he smiles, loading his gun.

"20 seconds?!" I squeak. I can feel the hairs on my neck standing on end. Needless to say, I'm terrified.

"It's longer than it seems," Ryan jokingly reassures me.

"That's what I was afraid of," I groan.

"Awe, come on. If Alexa can handle it, so can you," Julian says, gesturing to Alexa's thin frame. She scoffs be doesn't deny it.