Sacrifice. (2nd book of 1. 2. 3. Run.)

Chapter One

"They're back."

The voices ran through my head. I looked at the date. Tonight was the night we went to the location of the game. Everyone stayed over the night. I looked at the time. 4:10 in the morning. I let out a long exhale. I looked at Ethan, who was still in his cage on Ashtons side of the bed. Ashton was laying faced toward me so I laid close to him. To my surprise, he was already awake.

"You okay?" He  asked, wrapping his arms around me. I shrugged a little. "I'm not sure. I think I'm okay. Just, a dream." I answered. He rolled onto his back, pulling me on top. "Tell me." He said. I shook my head. "I couldn't find a way to start even if I wanted to talk about it anyway." I said. He nodded. "I understand." He always did. And of course he had to cheer me up somehow as well. He tickled me. And I was laughing so hard and loud I was basically screaming and squealing. He wouldn't stop either. And this is why our friends hate us too.

"Guys! Shut the fuck up!" Allen yelled from his room. "Yeah guys! We're trying to sleep!" Sam added from the living room. Tom quietly opened our door. They walked in and sat on the edge of our bed. "Hey Tom. What's up?" Ashton asked, finally letting me go. I fell to the side, out of breath. "We need to talk." They said. I sat up, Ashton following. "Okay. What is it?" I asked.

"We need to stick together this next challenge." They said. "Yeah. Obviously." Ashton replied. "No. I mean us three. Screw the other ones. If we're gonna keep the cult going, all three of us need to be alive." Tom said. I looked at Ashton. Tom had a point. We started a cult not too long ago because we were all learning witchcraft. We're pretty good and we have a good amount of members. "Yeah.. You're right. We do need to stick together." I said, looking at Tom then at the tattoo on my wrist. We tattooed the cult symbol on our wrist. Ashton nodded. "True." Was all he said.

7:00 rolled around and we went downstairs. Allen was making breakfast. "Hey Asshole." I said. "Hey Junky." He responded. "Asshole." Ashton mumbled. "Keep your mouth shut Accessory." Allen snapped. I grabbed the knife he was using to cut things with. "Keep yours shut instead." I said. Allen nodded and glared at Ashton. Tom, Sam, and Chloe walked in. Ashton kept quiet while we greeted each other. "Junky." "Shithead. Cunt." "Junky. Shithead." "Cunt. Asshole." "Shithead. Trash." "Asshole. Junky." "Trash. Asshole." "Junky. Cunt." "Asshole. Trash." "Cunt. Asshat." Tom looked at Ashton while saying this. "I'm brain fucked." He said. we all laughed.

elizabeth walked in. "ELEPHANT!" we yelled. "Shithead. Junky. Trash. Asshole. Cunt. Alien." She replied. We had several nicknames for Ashton. Its a group thing.

"Tonight... And any night after... We keep our eyes open. Head clear. Aware of everything." Allen said. Me, Tom, and Ashton quickly looked at each other. "Okay." We all said.
"Haha. Doesn't work like that." Jay said. She had appeared by the fridge. "This time its teams of two. Gonna be hard for JoJo to pick between his brother and his sluts." She said. "I'm glad I killed you." I growled. Jay smirked. "Anyway. Lake. That's where you go tonight." She said. "Which one?" Allen asked. "Follow the dogs." She answered, disappearing.

We got our stuff loaded in Allen's trailer. Its an RV, but we called it a trailer. I looked at Ethan as I was leaving. I debated on whether or not to bring him. Ashton came upstairs. "We're about to leave. You okay?" He asked. I nodded. "Yeah. Just forgot something. Or someone." I said, grabbing Ethan. After that, we left.

Off to the game. Let's see who the gets killed.