(Matthew on the side)
TWO DAYS LATER
** PARKER'S POV **
"Valentina!!!" I screamed, frantically looking around for her. Everything had gone dark and only the sound of muffled screams and help beggars filled the heavy air. Valentina was standing still last time I saw her, too still to be considered in any way good. I frowned at the thought as I hugged my knees, my head placed on top of them, not bothering to try and adjust my eyes to the terrifying darkness of the room.
"Please!" I yelled at no one, my head still hidden in the safety of my own legs.
Sounds of bombs and more screams filled the air, and I could only remember how minutes ago we were working peacefully on a math project, only complains and laughter filling my surprisingly organized room as we unwillingly worked on the stressful pile of papers and cardboard boxes.
Then I heard it. Her. Screaming. Screaming for help.
I stood up, determined to save my best friend.
"Parker..." she cried, and I suddenly noticed she was being held against a wall by Less, her face bloody.
How the hell did Less get in here?
"Leave her alone you little piece of shit!" I ran over and attempted to grab Less's wrist and pull her away, but my fist was greeted by a rather big, tough hand. Matthew. Matthew!? His strong grip held me away and I was pretty sure my wrist was now broken. I paled in pain as I helplessly watched Val die. I suddenly couldn't move, I was just standing like an idiot as my best friend was being punched to death in front of my freaking face. I felt sick. This was my fault, after all.
"It was you..." she whispered in a raspy voice, her bloody face against the wall, hopeless. "You were with her all along. You told her... You told her..." and with those being her last words before dying, her eyes involuntarily closed, leaving my heart aching too much to be handled.
"No! No! I didn't want to-- but they-- they-- threatened me and -- please!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face only to find that I wasn't able to emit any words either, which made my situation a million times worse.
This was my fault.
This is my fault.
This is my fault.
** VAL'S POV **
"This is my fault. This is my fault." Parker's words hung in the air as my eyes begged to be closed but my brain commanded otherwise. What did he mean?
My curiosity got the best of me and I lazily got up from the spot in which we were sleeping. I hadn't gotten another flashback since the day in which we agreed to cooperate with Jordyn. She has been loyal to us since then, but then again, it's only been two days and for some unknown reason I am starting to worry things have been going too well to be true.
I stopped after my second step, and froze in place, unable to move due to his words.
"I didn't want to tell her! I really didn't! I'm sorry!! Please!"
There was a pause, only the light snores of Chris traveling through the thick air.
I stood, waiting for his next words.
"I didn't want to tell her where you were! I didn't want to!!"
Another pause, my heart skipping a beat.
"It's not okay! Be mad! Do something! Please!! Please!!"
Who was he talking about? Well, most likely me... or maybe someone else? I decided I couldn't take it anymore, I walked over next to him and knelt down, my weak knees barely supporting my shaking body. I reached out to wake him, but wasn't fast enough for thus the words came out of his mouth before I could prevent it, before I could stop it.
Before I could keep my heart pieces together.
** LESS'S POV **
"He should be here by now.. he should be here to tell us where that bitch is and where we can find her at. But NOOO..." I rolled my eyes, clearly annoyed as Matthew just stared at the ground, his expression quite unreadable.
"Wake up you doofus! This is all your fault! You were trying to win that stupid girl back and you just lost it... you lost them... we could've killed them, at least one and BAM! A section's down and there's one less for us to get..." my face was red with anger... we were going to get them.
"There's one less for us to kill..." he chuckled and smiled into the word 'less', something that made me sigh and contain my anger as the meaning of his words sunk in.
"I meant less as in amount you useless prick!" I screamed, my anger let out free.
"NO LESS! You're messed up and sick! You go around killing everyone and getting an evil, stupid, ratchet and horrific pleasure out from it. You're the biggest controlling bitch in this entire world!!" He screamed, his hands pulling at his hair angrily.
I threw my head back in laughter at his meaningless words.
"That's the PURPOSE of the game, you dickhead! To KILL everyone! To be the last one alive and go back home!! And it's not only one person, and I'm HELPING you win, I'm helping you want to go back to your family, I'm helping you get through this game, I'm helping you kill the enemy and I'm helping you ..." I was screaming, and stopped, feeling my face redden in anger and found it to be inches away from his, my oblivious self not realizing I had walked him to the wall while talking, while making him understand.
"I'm helping you survive you ungrateful bastard." I took a deep breath and backed away from him, my eyes never leaving his as if to keep the words I had said stuck in his stupid brain.
He shook his head, his clenched jaw never moving, "That's your problem Less, you see everyone as an opponent, as an ENEMY. Don't you ever get the thought that they want to go back home, too? Not die in this dark, miserable place!?" His tone was harsh, but his words were soft and persuading, something I didn't fall for.
"Yes. And it keeps me motivated, it keeps me going." I started, knowing I would win this argument, "Knowing that other people want to go back home makes me realize they will do anything to do so, they will do anything to survive. Betray, hurt, blackmail, kill people to do so. And I won't let them do that to me."
He took in a deep breath, not knowing what to say, "Why should you win, and not the rest?" he simply asked, raising an eyebrow.
"This is not going to turn into a therapy session. We are going. We are finding them." I took a step closer to him and smiled sweetly, the evilness clear behind my dark brown eyes.
"And we. Are. Killing. Them."
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