Do or Die

I think I might Puke

  "T-the dare is to go over and pick up Kylie's body and drag it to the center of the circle, t-then I-I... I have to-" I stop for a moment and take a deep breath, then continue. "Then I have to take a knife and stab her chest as many years as I've known her." I finish off reading it and a knife falls from the ceiling right next to me and Harper screams as I look at it in horror.

"7 years is a long friendship, you should be proud." We hear the speaker say and my mouth goes dry.

Brandon looks at me with an expression I can't quite make out. Fear? Confusion? Regret? I don't know but I grab the knife and look at it. I don't think I can do it.

Alexa looked me in the eyes. "She's already dead just do it. Or else that'll be two people dead." She says and now I know she's heartless.

I look up at her then Brandon but he just turns away. I don't want to die. I don't want to hurt Kylie. I don't want to do this. But... I really don't want to die.

I drag her body over but I can't look.

I take the knife as my hands tremble and stab her twice looking away. I can't do this and look at her dead body. I continue after a moment with tears streaming down my face. I step back once it's done and sit back down, leaving the knife in the middle next to Kylie.

I feel like the murderer.

I stabbed my best friend ten times... for me to live.

I feel a arm wrap around me. It's Jack I can tell but I don't mind right now.

"She was already dead, it's what you had to do to live Eleanor." He whispers in a comforting way. It doesn't make me feel better about what I've done though.

The dares after we're terrible things to do to Kylie and by the end she way ripped up and torn apart. It was disgusting. I didn't look when they did the things but at the end I looked and another tear slipped down my face. Jack wiped it off and hugged me. I hugged back in less than a second.

The last dare for this round went to Brandon. He picked it up and swore.

"No way I'm doing this! This is a bunch of bullshit! Let us out!" He yelled enraged at all of this. Me and Harper and Jack where sad, Alexa and Gabriel didn't know what to say. But Brandon, he was furious with this. Maybe we should be to?

"Do or Die Brandon?" The speaker hissed and he rolls his eyes, looking unaffected by the threat.

"Let us out! I'm not doing this to the girl I love!" He seethed through his teeth, looking up at the speaker.

"Very well," was the last thing said before the same thing that happened to Kylie, happened to Brandon.

His card fell as he did. It read "Cut Kylie's wrist as many times as you tried to stop her from cutting her wrist," my eyes widened. She never told me she was cutting her wrist. She told Brandon... instead of me? I felt my heart ache a little and then I look at Brandon. Lying limp two feet away from the girl he loved, the girl I told everything to. So he really was a good boyfriend. My best friend and her boyfriend in front of me dead.

I think I might puke.

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