Dream Game Malfunction (Troyler AU)

Chapter 7

FIRST WOWOWO I JUST LIKE FORGOT TO SAY LAST CHAPTER THAT I'M V V HAPPY THAT WE HIT 1K!! I LITERALLY ONLY THOUGHT THAT MY FRIEND LILLIE WAS ONLY GOING TO READ THIS. <3 ily(I'm so sosooso late on this, sorry)

~Troye's POV~

 

 My heart was racing so fast you would've thought that I had just run a very long marathon, without any rest or water. This girl, oh no, this woman, wouldn't stop pointing her fucking gun straight at my trembling face, her hands were shaking very badly and I am dead-scared that she's going to pull the trigger without even giving me a chance to explain myself. But who was I to judge when I'm just crouched over a bush, shaking like a starved chihuahua who's just been threatened to get beaten with a stick? Yeah, I can't really do that, unless I would like to sound like a complete douche. But atleast I'm not holding a goddamned gun, like Miss Blondie over here.

Maybe I could just make a quick run for it, I could make it be like one of those cool explosion thingys in the action movies, but except I'm most-likely going to die in the process, but maybe it'll leave a scar so I'll die looking totally fabulous.

I'm actually considering doing that because I'm most likely going to die anyway, either this bitch is going to shoot me, or she's going to let me go and a Gamepiece will find me and brutally kill me in front of everyone, either way, I'm going to have to start my singing career in hell and tell everyone that you won't become successful from an Ouija board or some shit like that, because I'm sure that my 'homies' in hell will have fried their eardrums too ash, before I even get there to sing them sweet lullabies.

About two minutes pass and she's still just standing there with her big brown eyes staring at me expectantly, like I'm supposed to strip for her or something, which I most definitely will not be doing. Or atleast I think she's looking at me.

Man I just tried to find my sister and prove that I'm not a baby, but someone who's not supposed to be messed with, and I end up here with a woman shakily pointing her gun at my face. I'm pretty much the luckiest person in the world, I'm probably going to end up marrying a rock when I get older, if I even fucking get out of here. I wouldn't even be surprised if someone had already found the portal and escaped the game without helping the rest of us losers, especially if this woman takes any longer, damn a UFO could have contacted the planet Earth and I wouldn't know.

I don't even look all that deadly, seriously what is an un-armed boy supposed to do to an armed woman? That's right, nothing. Absolutely nothing because the boy could get his dumbass shot for even thinking of hurting her. Get a grip Blondie, and let me go.

"Is there something you would li- Why are you looking at me like tha-" I whisper urgently, I didn't even try to hide how annoyed I was with her cutting me off.

"-Shh!" The woman spends no time to slap a sweaty nervous hand over my mouth, as she does a movement with her shock-glazed eyes that are telling me to look behind my well-being. With one more look at her now pale face, I slowly turned my head to get a glimpse at what was behind me that she was making such a big deal about.

I felt my blood run cold.

I was suddenly the most thankful man on Earth, that I had some random woman's hands to cover my mouth to muffle the girly scream that erupted from my throat, as soon as I saw the strange looking contraption what was looking straight at a tree near us.

No one needed an explanation to tell you that this silver metallic robot was one of the Gamemaster's Gamepieces, literally they had zero sound to them except for the steady poofing sound as they hovered right about the ground. And I thought my heart beat was fast earlier, it was through the roof now.