Too Bad For Her Own Good

Chapter 24

"So, how exactly does this work?" I ask Mason. Logan and Hunter are sitting on either side of a picnic table, each backed by their crew of teenage boys.

Mason and I are behind Logan while they talk, and I'm actually surprised this isn't more intense than it is.

Mason clears his throat, "Well, this isn't necessarily an action-packed night, this is where all the ligistics and important stuff is decided. They need to decide the amount for the money, and the date and material for the smarts. As well as the criterion for the sex round. It's a complicated game, lots of information to decide and rules to make."

"So, nothings really happening tonight, like, no one's participating in a round?"

Mason nods, "Right, tonight is the details. Important, but not as exciting as the rest."

I nod, "So, this whole money thing, what, they have to steal it or something?"

"Logan will make it higher than usual this time since well, since you're the token. But, usually it's like 2,000 or something. The buy in is literally 1.5 million dollars. That's gonna put a serious dent in Logans account and seriously drain Hunters. But anyways, no, Logan will fight. He can usually make it all in a couple of fight nights."

"Okay, and when is all this other stuff and rounds gonna happen?"

"Once they decide what the money amount is, the smarts round is next. Then the sex round at the end. The money will be due the day of the sex round."

This  game is much more intricate than I initially thought.

"How do you know who wins?" I ask, crossing my arms from the cold.

"If you make the money that's one point, if you make the smarts round that's another. But sometimes the smarts round is more of a competition and only one team can get the point. Then sex is the same as that. Sometimes it's a task you complete for a point, sometimes the winner of the round gets a point. Either way, the winner has the most points."

"What if there's a tie?"

He sighs, suddenly nervous. He's not quite good at masking his emotions. "That's when things can get scary."

"What are you talking about?"

"A tie won't happen. Logans gonna win." He clarifies.

"But-"

"No buts, doll. Let it go." His eyes meet mine, and fear is being masked by those thick framed glasses of his.

I shrink backwards a step, content with the answers I've gotten.

I turn my attention back to Logan, who seems to look bored talking to the pale boy. I know he's worried, he's told me. But I do understand that showing fear in a place like this would be deadly.

"That's not allowed." Logan yells, abruptly standing up.

Hunter laughs, "Why? Sex is sex."

"Shut your god damn mouth before I beat the living shit out of you, you low-life motherfu-" I'm behind Logan in an instant, calming him from his rage. I lightly direct him back to a sitting position, my hands running over his tense shoulders. Masons told me that upright violence towards the other team will result in the victim team gaining a point.

I don't say a word, just calmly rub his shoulders as he exhales.

"Fine. No rape then." Hunter laughs, and I almost choke on my breathe.

Had he wanted to rape someone?

"Something else." Logan growls, his hands in fists.

"Three Virgins. Starts Friday night and whoever gets the evidence to the school first wins the round." Hunter says calmly and Logan nods.