Survival of the Fittest: Friends Forever {Complete}

10

The next day was pretty boring. Justin, King, and I stayed away from each other, minding our own. Though on occasion, Chey would throw a knife at me, which I greatfully returned. When it was about time for lights out, I looked off the balcony to see where the two were at, and when I did, I noticed something. Justin's ring. He was messing around with it. That's not what bugged me, what bugged me was the fact that he didn't have that before his girlfriend. But he always wore when his girl was around. That fucker is still dating her. He played me, and I'm going to kick his ass.

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We were led to the arena one last time. Chey and Justin in front and I behind with Fanta. "Who you betting on?" I asked.

"You," he said, "duh."

"No, I mean it. I mean, Chey could possibly do it."

"She won't win. You've got more experience with this."

"Alright," I nodded, "if you think I'll win, bring Dean down at the end if you're bets on me. If you don't bring him, you think I won't." I told him, then added, "if you look at the cameras to see that last one standing, you know I'll look over the footage."

"Alright, fine." He rolled his eyes. He held up his hand, and I took it in mine, "He's a hint the others won't know. Because how everything's set up this time, when one of the three of you die, all the knife will disappear. It'll be hand-to-hand."

"Oh, that'll be fun," I smiled. "But, I've got my baby with me. She isn't leaving with the rest of the knives. I've got a nice advantage with that." Fanta laughed, and agreed.

"This is true. Alright, I'll see you soon," he kissed my cheek and the three of us went in the arena. We ran different ways, but I could see her and Justin run on the same side, but different areas.

"What are you going to do Chey? You can't kill me," I said across the room, "you love me too much."

"That's what you think!" She yelled back, I turn in the direction, "After what you did to Jordan? I kick your ass, then kill you!"

"That's true, but you did also kill Pat. You know, killing Jordan wasn't as fun as I thought." I heard someone shuffle across and to the right of me, I peeked around the hay, and saw Justin for a brief second, then a knife flying towards me. I moved back, but not fast enough. It hit my right shoulder. "Same spot every time," I groaned to myself, pulling out the weapon. "You really fucked up now Justin!"

"You won't hurt him anyway!"

"Bet! I'm not on best terms right now." I ducked away, moving down the row of hay. When something moved behind me, I twist around, chucking the weapon at whoever it was. The blade hit them in the thigh, and fell to the ground. I go over, and as I go to sit on their chest, I pull out a knife and put it to their throat.

"Jase, no." Justin pleaded.

"Ummm, fuck no." I growled, "you played me. You lied about your girl."

"What?"

"This," I grab his hand with the ring on it. "You wore this with her and only her." I threw his hand to the floor. "I can deal with lies, but those, and playing me as a foul? Not, going to fly." I pushed the knife harder, and leaned down to his face, "Bye, love ya." I backed away and cut his throat. I got off him, dropped the knife, and walked in the middle of the floor. "Come out King! Time to play a game!" In the corner of my eye, I saw a knife fly at my face. I knew Fanta wouldn't lie to me about things like this, so I just stood in place, watching the weapon disappear before it hit.

"What the shit?" I heard her whisper slightly next to me.

"Sorry King, but those won't do you too good." She walked down a way before coming out in the open. "This is what's happening. Knives that appeare won't do shit. So, let's see if you can redeem yourself."

"That was a fluke," she said, "this time it won't be." She held her hands up, "let's go bitch." I smile, putting my hands up as well, and the lights turned on just a bit brighter. We walked cautiously up to one another. When we were close, King made like she was going to punch my face, so I blocked, but when I did, she dove down and grabbed me by the middle. Pushing me back then pushing me off, so I rolled backwards. I forced myself to roll more than I should've so I could throw myself back onto my feet. I ran at her, and we exchanged punches and blocks, but we threw a punch just right and at the same time. Hitting our faces, we stumbled back at bit before recovering. She did just seconds before I did, and so she ran at me, hitting me in the stomach again, shoving me to the ground. She sat on my waist, getting a few good punches in again. As she went to throw another, I grabbed her wrist, turning it outwards and moving it so her elbow would go up. I sat up and shoved her off. Once we were both up, she punched me again, and I stepped back a bit.

"You bust any other piercings out, I'll kill you," I snapped as I felt the again cracked open lip. I punch her once in the face, then go to grab her middle as she briefly grabbed her nose. But, when I tried to throw her to the ground, she flipped us over and almost pinned me down as well. But, before she could, I put up my knee to prevent it and shoved her off.

"Let me just kill you so I can go home!" She yelled, making me chuckle.

"Alright fine, let's just end this," I said, reaching in my boot to grab my knife. When I did, I felt it wasn't in there. I frantically looked around for it. I couldn't remember where it fell out. But, once I found it, so did King, as she was watching me. Only problem, it was closer to her. We both go for it, but when she grabbed it, I jumped back as she swung upwards. I duck and dodge her swings as I try to grab it from her. I grab her wrist, and I thought I had it. That was, until she stabbed me in the chest.