My POV
"Hey love, you wanna play some games with the new guys?" Brian asked. I looked away from the cameras and up at him.
"Yea, sure. How many are new?"
"All of them." He told me, I turned around to look at him, along with Fanta, who was sitting next to me.
"Ummm, I know we don't play fair. But isn't that just unusually unfair?" Fanta added.
"Yea. As much fun as it would be, that is a little unfair." I confirmed.
"Okay, true enough, however, that's why I'm sending you in. There is a specific reason you're going. I wanna see if you're strong enough."
"Oh, honey, you know I'm strong enough. Even against you," I winked. Fanta giggled at that, and I laughed as Brian rolled his eyes.
"Anyway," he drug out, "you wanna be the first one in there, or the last. If you're the last one in you can't see who they are."
"Can you give me a few to think about it?" I asked, and he nodded.
"I'll come back at the end of the day to ask. But, I'll let you be for now." And he walked off. I turned to Fanta.
"Babe, what sure I do? I know we always bend or cheat the rules, but this is a little different." I told him.
"I'm not sure. That's up to you. I mean, I think regardless, you'll have to go in."
"Okay, true true. Then should I go first or last?"
"Well, if you go in last they'll have teams alright and you'll be singled out. Not that teams would help them. If you're first, you'll 'make friends' with them and show them how this shit goes." Fanta explained, "personally, I'd go in first." I thought about if for a bit, then nodded.
"That's probably a good idea. I mean, we both always fuck over people anyway, so it won't be any different really." Fanta nodded in agreement. "Alright, I'll go later tonight, but I'm going to go hang out with my overgrown puppy for a while. If Brian comes back, tell him?"
"Of course. Good luck babe," I smiled, kissed him, and went to my room, where I found Dean sleeping on my bed.
"Dean," I shook my head, and he shot his head up, "I told you not to sleep on my pillows." I could see him smile slightly, then get up and move to the bottom of the bed. I sat down next to him, petting him. "I gotta go for a while again." Dean whimpered, laying his head in my lap. "I know, I know. I don't really want to either. Especially cause I don't get to know who they are, until they show up." Dean sat his head up, looking at me confused and sceptical. "Right! I don't know what's gonna happen." He rested his head on my chest, pushing me down to lay on me. "Aww Dean," I giggled. "You're adorable."
I laid in bed, petting his head, before passing out for a few hours. After that, Brian had come into the room, and had been extremely careful to wake me. Dean was passed out, and the only way not to wake him up is to be as quiet as stilled air. I opened my eyes to see him. He motioned me to come out and he left. I tapped Dean and he sat up. "I gotta go buddy. I love you," I kissed his nose and walked out. I closed the door and I heard a heartbreaking whimper from behind it. I frowned, but followed Brian down the stairs and into the barn area.
"Alright, two people every day, tomorrow there will be three coming in." He told me.
"Guys or girls?"
"All guys."
"Alright, Fanta takes care of Dean. See you later Brian." I kissed him before he left and I was in the cold dark barn. "Glad I grabbed my sweatshirt this time," I chuckled to myself, remembering last time sucked without it.
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Survival of the Fittest: Friends Forever {Complete}
General FictionBook 3 to the Survival of the Fittest series