Just a game

chapter three

I peek through my fingers to see Dillon staring back at me. "Scared? " Julian asks with a smirk. I laugh nervously.
"No,  are you? " I raise an eyebrow at him.
"Not at all sweetheart" He says "Not-At-All." I laugh and sit between Dylan and Ana.
"Are you okay?" Dylan whispers and I nod.
"Are you? " I ask, unable to forget what happened last year. He frowns and nods. I stand up.
"I'm going to get a Coke. " I say eyeing Ana's beer,  knowing I'll be the designated driver.
"I'll go too. " Dylan says, standing beside me.  Ana looks at us smiling, I smile back and go to grab a Coke. Dylan grabs one too.
"Are you actually fine? " He asks seriously. I look at him and shrug.  Montavia yells for us to get our asses back over there so we can play. 
"I'll be fine. " I assure him. I walk over and Dylan follows. We sit down and decide Donnatella should go first. 
"Is anyone here with us? " She asks and the planchette slides to yes automatically and montavia laughs. 
"Donnatella you dumbass,  of course someone is here with us were in a fucking cemetery. "
"Oh yeah. Did that count as my turn? "
"Yep! " We all reply.
"Ana you go next. " Donnatella says.
"When will I die? " Ana asks, and my mouth drops open. Why would she ask that?  You're never supposed to ask anything about your own death!  I stare at her,  my eyes wide open.
"What? " She asks, and it starts to mist.
"What?  You just asked about your death!  You don't do-" I stop at the planchette begins to move T-O-N-I-G-H-T. Ana laughs
"It's just a game. " She says. But I notice when her eyes begin to dart around the cemetery. I frown.
"Ana, you shouldn't have asked that."
Donnatella says, also frowning.
"Yeah." Me,  Dylan, Julian, and Montavia say at the same time, and I offer them a small smile that feels fake.
"Guys, I think we should stop. " Montavia says,  shivering.
"I'm cold, I'm wet, and I don't wanna die. " She says and we all laugh,  although it sounds nervous.
"Wait. What's that?" Donnatella says
"Oh yeah, that's the sound of Montavia being a pussy. Calm down, it's just a game."
"Wait, Donnatella, if not wanting to die is being a pussy, then not caring is suicidal." Montavia says, glaring.
"Ha" Donnatella says, sarcastically.
"I want to leave too. " I say,  and Montavia smiles at me gratefully.
"I'll go too. " Dylan says.
"Come on guys, let's go to the diner. " Julian says, and Ana grins and starts packing up.
"Guys, are we really going to forget about what just happened? " I say,  incredulous.
"Yep" Donnatella says as everybody heads to the cars except Ana, who sits there and watches us.