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A/N: Heyo! Sorry for the late update. This is the final chapter of "Alone" and I've tried my best to make it count! I also apologize because it is awfully long. A ton of backstory here. See you at the end.

Three Years Ago

"Alright, I'm coming." Joey rolled his eyes. As the girl pivoted to relay the new information, he grabbed her by the wrist as if something dawned on him at the last minute. "Tell her I'm bringing someone with me."

You stared at him dumbfounded. Did he really just invite me to play a middle school game with him? The feeling of butterflies fluttered around your stomach at the thought of it. Even though you were rejecting any idea of dating at the current moment, deep down you could feel that spark of hope that something emerges from the silly game. Joey turned his head to look at your silhouette as if he was looking for an answer. You shook your head willingly with a blush that burned across your cheeks. The girl nodded her head and whisked off to lead the two of you where this supposed Angelina was.

Instantly, Joey interlocked his fingers with yours and pulled you down the hallway and into the rec room of the house. As soon as you stepped past the doorway you were overwhelmed by the vibrant purple hue that was emitted from the blacklights that were attached to the ceiling. "Look who finally decided to join us?" A girl who was wearing a Cleopatra costume sardonically stated. 

"And who's the tramp?" Another girl scoffed. 

Your mood instantly shifted after hearing what came out of her mouth, but before you could react Joey intervened in the conversation. "This is (Y/n)! We just met tonight. Isn't her costume awesome?" He cooed. Everyone in the room shrugged their shoulders and carried on talking amongst themselves. You sighed out of relief. Suddenly you felt him tug you closer and lean into you. "Don't stress. I know Angelina is the hotshot of the school but it's nothing to worry about. Just treat it like any other party!" Joey whispered in your ear. 

"Haha! Yes! Party! I've been to a party before! It's totally the whole Angelina part that had me worried. Thanks for the reassurance!" You awkwardly laughed. He chuckled and pulled you onto an empty spot on the sofa. I am such a fraud! Why did I come in the first place? Now I'm stuck here sweaty and terrified! Just my luck!

"So, shall we get this party started now that Mr. Bachelor is here to kick it off!" Angelina smirked mischievously. Everyone erupted with excitement and cheer while you sat stiffly on the couch. "Since this is our senior year in high school, I wanted to spice things up one last time before we lose touch with everyone here. Raise your hand if you're 18 and older." She said as she raised her own dainty hand into the air, followed by almost everyone there with the exception of two people. "You two. Since you're under the age, you aren't allowed to participate. Instead, you'll be the timekeepers."

"Aw what? No fair!" The one boy whined.

"Anyways, as for the rest of us. This isn't going to be any ordinary Spin the Bottle game. This is a mixture of all the innocent party games churned into a nasty one." She grinned. Suddenly, Angelina stood up with a deck of cards in hand. "Everyone gets two cards. A diamond means you kiss the person, a club means you take a shot, a spade means you can skip your turn, and a heart... means you fuck the person." 

"So what? We get to choose who we kiss and whatnot?" One girl asked confused.

"Not quite. The person who the bottle lands on has to pick one of their cards. For example, Joey spins the bottle and it lands on me. I then could choose between my two cards and we have to do what I pick!" Angelina explained further.

"Okay, you got me intrigued. What are the numbers used for?" One guy asked who was sitting on the pool table fiddling with a pool stick.

"Glad you ask. For diamonds, hearts, and clubs, the number on your card is how much money you put into the pot if you or the person the bottle landed on don't follow through with the requested card with an added zero. As for spades, if you use it, you'll be able to claim the pot if the number on the card is odd. Simple as that!" She explained the rules of the game with a wide smile plastered on her face. Why has she been smiling like that the entire time?

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