Pleasures a Crime Worth Committing

Chapter Thirty Six: Tag, Your It

"And what is that?" You questioned, your eyes falling upon Cats lipstick-smeared mouth.

"A little game I like to call 'Tag, Your It'. It's super fun because of the risk, trust me you will love it!" Cat clapped her hands together, gun still in hand.

"What are the rules then?" Spencer asked, looked so exhausted, physically and emotionally. You could tell something more happened between when he was taken and before you got here.

" The rules are, I'll let you guys hide from me, you can hide anywhere in this entire building. If I find you and tag you, either you or Spencer had to chase after the other, and a murderous rampage. And if you don't, I'll kill the both of you myself. Sounds fun right!" She exclaimed with enthusiasm, excited to start as she began to gather her weaponry for the both of you.

"You know I would never lie to you Cat..." Smirking at her, she giggled.

"I know bubs, but I want you both to see the kind of people you really are..." Moving closer to Spencer, she kept her gun at her waist, now behind him.

"Let's begin, shall we?"

"Please Cat just let us go..." Spencer was practically begging, trying to hide his tears from her while keeping his head down.

"Jeez do you ever shut up!?" She yelled in his ear, clearly annoyed.

"Cat come on, we don't need to do this..."You tried to plead, cat pulling out a knife from my pocket and cutting the duck tape from Spencer's wrists and ankles.

"You will both stand in front of your chairs, I'll say go, then you may hide. Got it?" Cat approached you chair, preforming the same deed she had done in Spencer, cutting your wrists and ankles loose.

"Stand. The both of you. Just to clarify, you will both hide. Whoever I find first, gets the weapons to help assist in killing the other. I want to see each of your dark sides. Show me." Cat explained, adjusting the rules.

Spencer and you would have to kill each other?

It was becoming all to real now...

You didn't want to kill him. You didn't want to kill anyone. Ever.

Especially a guy like Spencer, you fell for him, you couldn't hurt someone you loved.

"Begin." Cats voice ripped right through your thoughts, causing you to panic.

You saw Spencer remain still, in shock by what had just happened.

Cat raised her cupped hands to her eyes, covering them and stating one word and one word only-

"Run."

Spencer quickly began to lightly shuffle over to the corner of the warehouse, hiding behind a large set of wooden crates.

You ran opposite of him, treading lightly to not make a sound, hiding behind a tall stack of barrels.

You tried to calm your breathing, tried to keep the tears from coming, but you couldn't.

So many thoughts began to flood into your minds, arms wrapped around your legs, sitting up.

Spencer was your soulmate. He was the one person you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. He was your person. You didn't want anything to happen to fuck that up...

Yet this is happening now.

How was Spencer feeling? Was he in this much pain?

You shuffled, whipping yours tears across your hand as you heard cat exclaim-