The True Emotion Games

(Just so you know, this has nothing, I repeat nothing to do with the Hunger Games. It just happens to have a similar name) When Tess's boyfriend Sam dies, she is broken. And when her ex goes on a killing spree of all of her family, aiming for her next, she feels she has nothing else to live for. But right before she decides to end it all, she joins the True Emotion Games, a competition set up by Love/Hate (after all, they really are the same thing). She now has a purpose, a meaning. Find out what the True Emotion Games are (it's in the prologue, you don't even have to read more, I swear) and how Tess copes with them in the True Emotion Games.

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13. Chapter 12: Midnight Meadow

Chapter 12

After the group had finished their drinks, they left the cozy "Nook" and headed back outside. Tess definitely wished that she could spend more time there, but she knew that the road trip still had many places to take them and that she should keep her options open. They went back over to the platform where the band was finishing up, because it was late. As they walked up, Tess could hear the lead singer talking.
"...gonna go, because its actually really late out! So if you guys don't know, we are doing a small concert in Loxborough which isn't too far away. It was really nice playing here and we hope to see you again soon!"
The lead singer clapped his hands and turned back to his band members. But not before his eyes caught on Rachel. A grin stretched across his entire face and he immediately jumped off the platform and sprinted over to them. Rachel had a shy smile on her face. He tackled her in a hug and she wrapped her arms around him too. The look on her face was blissful. Jason and Tess glanced at each other with confusion. When the two pulled away from the hug, they looked into each other's eyes.
"Rachel, how have you been?" he asked. She smiled.
"Fine. Just fine. What about you?"
"Better now that you're here." He wrapped her up in another hug. Jason coughed loudly. Rachel pulled out of the hug and gave them a guilty look.
"Oh yeah. Guys, this is my brother Jacob. Jacob, these are my friends Tess and Jason," Rachel introduced all of them, her hand going back and forth to show who was who. Jason put his hand out for Jacob to shake. Jacob shook it with a guarded look.
"So are you two dating now?" Jacob asked, motioning to Jason and Rachel.
"No!" they both said quickly. It was awkward for a few moments. Jacob looked at Tess.
"And you're Tess?" he asked.
"Yeah," she replied with a polite smile. He gave her a flirty wink and she side glanced at Rachel as a plea for help.
"So, Jacob, we're going to, uh, continue on our way. I'll call you, kay?" He frowned.
"Assuming that's a new phone, I don't have your number." Jacob looked at the iPhone that was showing through her sweatshirt pocket.
"Oh, yeah." She read the number off to him and he put it into his phone. He turned to Tess.
"And is your number available, too?" Jacob asked. She was taken aback.
"Uh... N-no. I don't... I don't have a phone," she stammered out. He frowned. Rachel pulled on her arm.
"Bye, Jacob!" Rachel called over her shoulder as she dragged Tess away. But Tess wasn't complaining. She didn't really like Jacob. As soon as they were out of ear shot, Jason spoke.
"Is he always that..." While he searched for a nice word to describe Rachel's brother, she rolled her eyes.
"Rude? Yes but it's just who he is. No way to help it," she answered with a shrug. They were quiet and stayed quiet until they were once again settled in the bus. Tess had taken one last look at Sillisbury before climbing on but reassured herself that even if she didn't choose Sillisbury, she would come back. She wasn't even sure why she liked it so much. It was just so small and cozy and comforting. That was the type of place Tess had dreamed of settling down in when she was older, maybe with a husband and kids. But there was no way that could happen now. Once on the bus, they each retreated to their rooms. It was pretty late, 11:15 PM after Tess had finished exploring her room. She put on a random pair of pajamas and at last, she turned on the beside light and turned off the overhead, snuggling into bed with a book. She hadn't washed up yet, because this was her schedule in the old days. She would read late and then at about midnight, she would wash up and go to bed. She always remembered to wash up. It was just how she was. Tess opened up the book that she had been reading earlier in the Meadow. She was about halfway through the book and she loved it. The main character was an angel while her boyfriend was a demon. They had to work out their relationship and their struggles which got Tess's mind off of her own crazy situation. She read and read and read and when she had finished the book, a glance at the clock told her that it was 12:38 AM. She sighed and realized that she needed to go to bed, but she wasn't tired at all. Reluctantly though, Tess climbed out of bed and trudged to the bathroom. She went through her nightly routine of brushing her teeth, taking off her makeup, and washing her face. The water on her face from washing it made her even more awake and as Tess walked back into her bedroom, she knew that she was never going to get to sleep. After a few minutes of tinkering with things in her room, an idea finally popped into her head. With a grin, she pulled on her Uggs and got a blanket from Vee. Then, she tiptoed out of her room, and pulled down the tube to get to the Meadow. It seemed as nobody was awake and she could hear sounds of snoring, which Tess couldn't figure out what person they were coming from. Still, the process of getting to the Meadow was quick and noiseless and Tess was grateful. The tube did its job and she ascended into the most beautiful place. The most beautiful place because of the stars that dotted the sky everywhere. It was just fantastic. She looked around in awe for a little while before finally clearing her thoughts and remembering why she had come. Clenching the blanket tighter in her fist because of the darkness, she set out for somewhere in the middle of the field. The temperature was comfortable and soothing, nothing like what a normal winter night would be expected to be. She squinted her eyes against the night trying to see anything. Eventually, she was able to make out a silhouette hunched over in the middle of the Meadow. Her heart leaped in her chest. Who would be out at this kind of time? As Tess crept closer, she saw the figure straighten their posture a little more. She still couldn't tell who it was. The person fidgeted, seeming to be trying to make themselves more comfortable. Tess was close now. Her movements were noiseless and precise. Still, her breaths came in short gasps that she tried to hold in for quietness. Suddenly she was right behind them. In a split second decision, she sat down next to them, gracefully laying her blanket down in a fluid movement. Tess tucked her feet underneath her legs and angled her head to see who it was that she was sitting next to. And at that moment, he tilted his head so the moonlight shone on it, illuminating his sharp features to perfection. Jason. They sat quietly. And Tess didn't mind one bit. It was nice to be out there in the Meadow, when it was slightly warm, and the stars were spread out above her and the moon gazed out at them.
"Couldn't sleep?" Jason finally asked. His voice seemed half out of place in the solemn night and half perfectly fit for the situation.
"Seems to be that way," she replied. "You?"
"Too many thoughts running through my head," he answered, swiftly running his hand through his short hair as he spoke. What followed was a silence that was neither comfortable or peaceful.
"Anything in particular?" He sighed.
"I can't talk about it." He hesitated. "Are you... Are you alright with everything that's happened?" She bit her lip.
"I'm managing."
"Want to talk about it?" Jason inquired after a moment.
"You don't want to hear my problems," she responded in a small voice, looking down.
"You don't have to hide yourself all the time, Tess. Tell me." It was a command, his whispered voice filled with sincere authority. It was her turn to sigh.
"I just- I feel like its my fault. If I had never gotten involved with Trey, or even Sam for that matter, none of this would have ever happened." Tess paused. "My brother, Hale." She swallowed and took a deep breath before continuing. "He would be 14 now. And my sister Avery, would be 16. And Patch, my dog. He would be 4 years old." Tess's eyes filled with tears but she blinked them away. "If it wasn't for me, they wouldn't be in the ground. Hale would probably be at the annual ski trip for a week and Avery would be with her best friend Serena right now. Patch would probably be tearing up the sofa and Mom and Dad would be mad at him. They would make me go pick up all of the stuffing for his toys off the floor and I would grumble about it and they would remind me that it was my choice to get a dog anyways. And I would text Avery and complain about them and she wouldn't answer. Then I would text Hale instead and he would respond because I'm his big sister and he looks up to me. Even if his friends called him names because of it, he would always stay loyal. Because I was his big sister and ever since the car crash with us and Aunt Anne, I had promised him that I would never let anything happen to him. And he believed me. And I'm sure that while he was dying, he was cursing my name. After all, he was the one who didn't like Trey from the start. But I ignored him and I didn't protect him from anything. Instead, I got him and the rest of my family killed. Just like that." Tess stopped talking when she felt Jason's thumb brush over her cheek. Wetness smeared on her face and then she realized that she was crying. The big fat tears rolled down her face as she stared glassily at the moon, the edges blurring because of the tears filling up her eyes.
"Don't cry," he told her softly. "It wasn't your fault." And suddenly she was angry.
"How was it not my fault?! I was the one who started dating Trey. I was the one who kissed Sam for a dare at a party. I was the one who started all of the texts and the phone calls. I was the one who opened my window at night for Sam to sneak through. I was the one who was caught with Sam at a concert by Trey. I was the one who broke up with Trey for Sam. And worst of all, I was the one who originally shared all of the passwords of my family and lock box pass codes and key hiding spots with him. I was the one that was the reason that he was let into the house. I was the one whose name was screamed through the halls when Trey ran after my family. And I was the one who was in their last thoughts. It was me. Nobody else. Just me." Her voice broke halfway through, but she didn't stop talking. She couldn't. Her emotions needed to escape. She could hide of I'm anymore. It was the emotion jailbreak. The tears streamed down her face faster and harder and she was beginning to think that it was a sign. It seemed that whenever she talked to Jason, she always ended up crying. He didn't really know what to do with her. She felt herself being gently lifted up and placed so close to him that she was practically on his lap. He put his arm around her waist pulling her to him. She could feel the warmth of his body through his t-shirt but she shivered anyways. He softly trailed his hands along her arms and it felt good in a way that was confusing to her. Instead of calmness, guilt overwhelmed her more. Why was she feeling good when she was the reason that everyone she cared about died? It wasn't fair to them. She abruptly tried to scramble off of him but his arms held her firmly in place.
"Hey, no, don't go away. If they were here right now, they wouldn't want you to he suffering. What happened, happened and there is nothing you can do to change that. But what you can change is how you act in the future. Just relax and take a deep breath, okay? It's going to be alright." Tess hesitated before doing as he said. She didn't believe him about how it wasn't her fault but she knew that he would be insistent until she gave in. Tess leaned back into him and he kept them both steady, moving his body so they could be comfortable. She felt her head fall onto his shoulder and him brush back some hair from her forehead. It tickled and she fought not to giggle. Her eyes were closed and she was enjoying the moment. But she felt herself start to fall asleep and that's when she bolted upright. She stood on the blanket with her head in her hands. He stood up quickly with her.
"What's wrong?" Jason asked, concerned.
"I'm tired!" she squeaked. He let out a low chuckle and grabbed her hand.
"C'mere." He tugged her back onto the blanket and laid down, motioning for her to do the same. And she did, even if it was reluctantly. They were silent.
"How is this supposed to help?" Tess finally blurted out. She felt him shrug.
"I don't know. I'm assuming here that the reason you're afraid to sleep is because of nightmares. Am I correct?" She squeezed her eyes shut and didn't answer. A sigh came from Jason. He reached for her hand and squeezed it. "This will give you a good thing to remember before you go to sleep. It's peaceful and I've learned over time that its a nightmare deterrent." Tess angled her head toward him in comical disbelief.
"Nightmare deterrent?" She couldn't see him but she was pretty sure he was rolling his eyes. She giggled.
"Just relax and let yourself try to fall asleep," he coached softly. So Tess smirked but did as he said. But now she was wide awake. It wasn't working.
"It's not working!" Tess whined. He was quiet. "Tell me a bedtime story?" she proposed quietly. He hesitated.
"Okay. What about?"
"I don't know. Anything. Surprise me," she instructed him with a grin that he couldn't see in the dark.
"Hmm... Oh, okay I thought of one. Get comfy!" She nestled in a little more into the blanket. "So this is a story about a guy. He had a sister named... Delilah. Yeah. So Delilah was his twin sister. They looked very much alike and they were best friends. She would do anything for him and vice-versa. But one day, the guy was on a mission for the company he worked for and-"
"What was his job?" Tess interrupted rudely.
"He was a... Bounty hunter. You know, search for criminals and all that." She crinkled her eyebrows but let him keep talking. "So anyways, the guy is off on a mission when he gets a text from an unknown number and it says that Ho- Delilah, sorry, is being held captive at the community center on the top floor and if he doesn't come, she will be thrown of the edge. But he can't leave the mission because its one of the most dangerous criminals of all time and the person is beginning to terrorize places. He has to decide whether to save many towns or his sister. It's the hardest decision he ever has to make."
"What does he end up doing?" Tess whispered.
"What would you do?" he asked instead. Tess froze.
"I- I don't know. I don't think I'd be able to decide."
"Well the guy, in the end, didn't do either. He spent so long trying to decide so by the time he could've already had his sister safe, she was dead. And the criminal had already slipped away and killed three in innocent people."
"That was a horrible story." He laughed.
"Maybe, but it did the trick."
"Your words are starting to slur. Even if you don't know it. You're falling asleep. You'll sleep without nightmares." But his words were already beginning to fade. The end of whatever he was saying was sucked into the same black hole of sleep as she was but she couldn't hear it. So she fell asleep lying under the stars with Jason, their fingers intertwined, content, happy and blissful.

Note: I'm so sorry for making you wait, it's just that I have a lot going on in my life and I think that my schoolwork and stuff should come before writing, even if this is really important. I hope you understand. And I realize that there aren't a lot of readers, but once again, I wanted to say thank you for reading and please like, favorite, comment, and all that type of stuff. You really have no idea how happy it makes me. And for anybody who reads this and wants to be a super cool person, feel free to add in the comments characteristics of someone that you want in the story. I really want to add some new people in, but sadly, nobody has submitted anyone. ALSO, on twitter, look for updates for this and that is @mymovellasHQ. Boring name, I've realized. And email me at I would literally die of happiness. So yeah. And also, as I've said before, check out these cool people's books. Rachelap0210, Katyez0704, and $WaGMaSta FrOm DoNCaSt@. 

And I know you probably don't even read this entire note because it's really long and I'm boring you, but... I'll go now and yeah. 


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