The True Lives Of The Fabulous Kill Joys

Chapter 28- Real Life

I groan, everything hurts. I cant remember whats real...

I open my eyes with a gasp, like emerging from a pool. They are all sitting there, worry lines engraved into their heads. Im not tied down anymore.

"Thank goodness you woke up!" Ef says, standing.

Im confused.

"You were asleep for a bit. After you were taken by BL you were knocked out and then here you are now." He is a bad actor.

I go along with it. I push my feet over the side of the bed.

"Are you feeling better?" MK asks.

"Yeah. Ef, your acting is bad." I stand and walk into the kitchen.

I sit at a table and chew through some Power Pup. Em slides in front of me at the table. She leans on her elbow.

"So? What- h- wha-" She tries to say something clever.

"I know whats real and what isnt. Its over now. No drama. I just need to work my trust back. Give me time." I interrupt her.

"Oh, good. You dont want to escape?"

"Theres no point, where am I going to go?"

"The guys will prove that its worth staying here."

I scrape the bottom of my can.

"Welcome back. Jade everyone!" She shouts, gesturing towards me.

Theres a mediocre applause.

"Efs acting sucks!" I declare like its something new.

Theres a slightly less mediocre applause. I smirk, crossing my arms and leaning back in the chair.

***

I havent practiced for a while and so step outside. Its late in the night and I just cant sleep. The guys dont notice as I step over their bodies curled in their sleeping bags. I try not to laugh as Ef moves and spoons Gee.

I grab my gun and stand opposite the wall. I flick the switch and stand, poised. I shoot once, twice, three times. They all hit the target. I lick over my lips and lift my gun again. I can only hear my soft breaths and the rustling of sand and its relaxing... I needed this.

I focus again, stroking the trigger. Suddenly someone grabs my waist and I flick the switch off, turning and hitting someone over the head with my gun. Its dark but I see a silhouette as I punch and kick them, pushing them to the floor. When they are on their front I put a foot on their back and a gun to their head. They obviously were not prepared.

"Name." I state, ready to shoot.

They dont speak. I turn the switch on my gun it whirs into life.

"I said-"

"Its me." The voice says.

I wait for clarification. I push the gun into their hair.

"Gee you dip shit."

I lean down, next to his ear and whisper: "Then, I win."

I get off him, turning my gun off and putting it in my pocket. He stands close in front of me.

"Why you up?"

"I could ask the same thing."

" You seemed pretty happy spooning with Ef."

"Well..." He steps almost uncomfortably close. "When Ef grinds his junk against my butt... I cant help but want to vomit." He mumbles.

I laugh. "It was hilarious to be honest..."