CHAPTER 20: JACK

There were too many levels in this game, and I was not ready for the one it was climbing to. That level had a big fat fuckin' neon sign declaring the game over, and reality starting. Reality, with Sandra?

Reality, with anyone?

When I was six, I assumed I'd grow up and marry Maggy, like all little kids do. You marry your favorite person, and at six that's your best friend, right? Yeah. What a laugh.

Now, Maggy is my little sister. She's the one person I'd go to hell for. I'd take a bullet for her, I'd kill for her, and I will protect her until she doesn't need it anymore – and I'll probably do it even then.

Saturday marked two weeks since this game started, and with every day that passed I got to know Sandra a little more. She was guarded. There were a lot of secrets behind those pretty green eyes, despite how revealing they were for her emotions. I wanted to know what those secrets were, because despite it all, I was starting to fucking care about her.

I was starting to care about the