Chapter 4
Reaver's POV
I smile down from the balcony down at the man and his lady friend. I realise I hadn't even gotten their names, not that I usually keep up an effort to remember names, but I was curious to know what my lookalike was called. "What's your names?" I demand, looking down at them. The man looks up to me, slightly confused, but he tells me their names. "Brendon… and this, this is Jordie" he says, his voice beginning to wobble. "Which one of you will participate then?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. Brendon glanced up at me, I could see the fear in his dark eyes, then quickly turned back to Jordie, whispering something to her. I sighed, I had began feeling bored of waiting around already. Suddenly, the two of them had ran straight for the door, Brendon using his pistol to injure the two men at the door in the leg, not fatally hurting them, but enough to stop them from standing. He bashed the doors open, grabbing Jordie's hand and running straight downstairs.
I take the shortcut passage down to the front of the house where the two of them were heading, and stood in the doorway, leaning on my cane. Brendon ran down the stairs, dragging Jordie quickly after him. Jordie looked up, "Brendon!" She exclaimed, pulling him backwards a little. Brendon looks up at me, shocked. "I told you, you can't escape me." I say smiling, adding a little wink. "Fine, I'll be in your stupid games, just-" The girl said angrily, and sounding very upset, "Just don't hurt Brendon." She says quietly. Brendon turns to her, shocked, grabbing her shoulders. They begin rambling and yelling at each other, but it becomes boring very quickly. "Well, then I see we've settled this situation, back to the Wheel of Fortune we go. Say tatty-bye!" I say mockingly to the two, closing the doors behind me. "Remember what I told you, okay?" I hear Brendon say quietly in her ear, before she runs off ahead of us, into the circular room. "You're a monster." Brendon says angrily into my ear, and I just smile devilishly back at him.
Brendon's POV
I stare at him in disgust. Who would send anyone into such a place for entertainment? Even if… I didn't want to even think about the fact I had kissed him earlier. I surely wasn't thinking straight, even at all, I wasn't sure if it was to get out of the horrid games he hosts, or… I pushed the alternative out of my mind, there's no way I would kiss Reaver because I wanted to. I followed Reaver up to the audience balcony, and stood next to him, the leaver in between us. "You can't do this," I grit my teeth, staring at Reaver angrily. He looks over at me and laughs, "Oh, really I can!" He turns and looks at Jordie, "So, can we get this over and done with?" She says impatiently, holding her pistol, "What's the 'rules' anyway?" She asks, tapping her foot. "The Wheel of Misfortune? It's rather simple, I spin, you die, we watch. Really!" Reaver laughs, "It's, it's a riot!" he says laughing again. Just the sound of his laughter makes me want to shoot a bullet through his head, but I know I have no chance of succeeding that. Jordie groaned, not even nervous about the creatures waiting in the next room for her. "Let the tearing of limbs commence!" Reaver announces, pulling the leaver. The big clock-like wheel on the wall spins, clicking as it goes past each enemy Jordie might have to face. I felt sick, the whole idea of this game Reaver wants to play makes me feel awful, and it's barely started. I look up at Reaver, who doesn't seem to be paying attention to me, but I know if I tried anything it wouldn't work, not with skill like him. "Reaver…" I tried to take his attention away from the wheel, which was still spinning. "Yes, Brendon?" He smiled, but kept his eye on Jordie and the wheel. I took a step towards him, I had to get his attention away from Jordie. "Most of the guests are extremely intoxicated," I said quietly next to him, nodding towards the very drunk people around the balcony, "And the rest aren't even paying attention…" I lean in closer, standing up straight so my lips are next to his ear. Reaver turns to me, raising an eyebrow, "Maybe we could have our own priva-" I whisper into his ear before being cut off by a loud gunshot. The next thing I hear is a loud high-pitched noise, of Reaver reflecting the bullet with his cane. I want to be disappointed, my plan not working, not that I had much hope it would, but for some reason, I don't feel like pulling away from where I'm standing. Reaver winks at Jordie, "Silly girl," is all he says, shaking his head. I see him slightly glance over, seeing I was still close to him. "Fine, leave. But this is the only time." He says angrily, throwing his hat on the floor. "Wait, Reaver," I call out to him. "I said leave." he says angrily, not turning around. He walks down a hall and out of sight.
I frown, and turn back to the balcony to talk to Jordie. She grins at me, "We did it! Quick, let's get out of this place!" She yells up at me excitedly. I run down the stairs, pulling her into a big hug. "Jordie, you have to go. You'll be fine from now on, I know you can deal with the Hobbes or Hollow Men on your own. You're better than me at shooting anyway. I'll meet you tomorrow at work, okay?" I say, holding her shoulders and looking into her green eyes. "But Brendon, I-" Jordie says confused, "Why would you stay here?" she takes a step backwards, the confusion growing on her face. I shake my head, looking down at the floor, "I can't explain, just, you need to get out of here. Get to a safer place, go home, go to the tavern or something. I'll meet you later." I said, "If the tavern closes, I'll come by your house, okay? Just get out of here" I demand, practically pushing her out the door. "Be careful" I say, before walking off. I hear her mutter something under her breath, and her footsteps walking down the stone steps. I take a deep breath before walking back down the corridor to find Reaver.
Sorry the ending was kind of meh, I wanted to save the next part for a new chapter. Enjoy. :)