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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6. Chapter 5: The Truth Comes Out

Chapter 5

Tess's memory-
His voice still sounded the same. It chilled her to the bone. That voice had once said "I love you" to her. Sam was still in the other room, she could still call him over. She could still hang up. But his voice kept her hanging on. It was the voice. It had to be.
"Hi, babe." She was frozen in place, unable to speak. The phone suddenly felt slippery in her sweaty hand. She was afraid that she would drop it. "Nice to talk to you, Tessiea," he added pleasantly, using his favorite name for her, pronounced Tess-eey-uh. She used to like it. But now, she could taste the vomit rising up in her throat with every word.
"Trey," she breathed.
"Yes, babe. It's me!" he singsonged, in a twisted way. Tess swallowed. "Babe, I need you to meet somewhere for me. A catch up date," he suggested in more of a statement of a suggestion.
"No." Her answer was immediate.
"That's really too bad, because I'm sure your little Sam will really enjoy the feeling of being blown up by machine guns. Being ripped apart... His limbs flying everywhere... His last thought being that it was your fault... Blood spattered on your pretty little ring..." He would've gone on but she interrupted him.
"Don't touch him!" Tess hissed. She could almost hear him smiling.
"Then I want you to meet me where I want, when I want." His voice was as sharp as glass.
"Anything but that," she whispered softly into the phone.
"Sorry, Tessiea, but that is your only option. Besides killing your boyfriend," he stated bluntly.
"Fine!" her voice had taken on desperation.
"Good decision. Go to Blaire's Restaurant at exactly noon tomorrow. There will be a reservation for two under the name Charlotte Fante. Can't wait to see you, babe." He hung up. Tess slid down the wall and held her face in her hands. Her dyed-black waves stuck to her sweaty face and her bare feet left wet imprints on the cream tile floor. Her jean shorts stretched out but her green tank top suddenly felt way too tight. She had trouble breathing. She heard footsteps outside her door. She didn't look up.
"Tess?" There was a knock. A pause before the door was pushed open and from behind it emerged a worried Sam. His black hair messy and his eyes bright. When he saw her in the corner, he was there in a second. "Tess what's wrong?" She looked into his eyes and cupped his cheek in her hand with a worn smile.
"Sam," she said simply. And that was enough to keep her going. He would always be enough to keep her going.
-End of memory

"It's not your fault, Tess." She could only see the outline of Jason's face behind her teary eyes. She shook her head violently while another round of small sobs racked her body. He put his arm to her back and rubbed it soothingly. She was grateful.
"Yes, it is! If I had never even met Trey, they wouldn't be dead!" she cried.
"Shhhh. You couldn't have done anything differently. You didn't know that this was going to happen, Tess. You didn't know." He lifted her chin up with his pointer finger, forcing her to look him in the eye. She sniffled loudly. "It was not your fault. Don't even think it for a second, don't. And it is Trey's fault, not yours. He was the one who... Correct?" He didn't want to say the words in fear of more tears. She nodded. "So I don't want you to think about it anymore. Shut it away in your brain, don't look at it again," he coached softly. She nodded again and smiled.
"Thank you, Jason. I needed that," she said, her voice wavering.  His expression softened for her.
"Anytime, Tessie. Anytime. That's what friends are for, right?" They shared a smile before he say back in his chair. He scooted it closer to her so their shoulders were touching again; he seemed to realize that him being near was soothing to her. He was like a therapy. A good one. Carl glanced at them again. Then he walked back up to the stage thing where he had been talking and continued the meeting.
"Okay, so now I'm going to go over some deadlines and homework for you guys and then you'll be off!" He grinned. Tess and Jason both groaned, both of them pushing her outburst out of their minds for the moment.
"Homework?" Tess whispered.
"I thought I was done with homework," he whispered.
"Ugh," they both whispered. There were other whispers among the contestants. Tess smiled for no reason. None at all. Jason nudged her. She nudged back. And for the following five minutes, they elbowed each other, small smiles growing on their faces.
"Okay, so by next week, you must choose a location. You can't just hop around places. We will be having another meeting next week, this time and you will have to be able to tell me where you'll be staying. Your device can take care of the rest, such as money, a house and school if you decide to go, for all you teens." Tess processed this information while chewing on the inside of her cheek. It was something of a nervous habit. She hasn't even though about this type of things; her mind hadn't gotten that far. Would she go back to her hometown? No, too many bad memories. And then a horrible realization struck her. Trey. He was still after her. And her name and picture was probably still on the news. Everyone was still after her. The cops included. Well, when Vee said that she could take care of any business Tess required, did she mean that she could fix this? Tess shrugged and tuned back into what Carl was saying.
"And by the next week, two weeks from now," he clarified. "You will have to choose a person." What would she do? Who? "And that's the end of the deadlines until next week's meeting." Had Tess misheard? That was it? After Carl had made such a big deal out of it, there had to be more! Carl waved his fingers at them. "Now shoo, get to finding a place." He stepped of the stage and headed over to Miss Red Silk Scarf. She was dumbfounded. Well, okay then.
"Where are you going to go?" Jason's voice piped up beside her. She turned to him.
"I have absolutely no idea. You?" she asked. He grinned and punched her lightly in the arm.
"I guess we're in the same boat, then. How are you going to figure out where?" Tess was silent, until a great idea popped into her head. A wide smile spread over her entire face. It was a mischievous smile. Jason pretended to he scared.
"Road trip!" Tess finally burst out. His eyebrows crinkled.
"Why?" She sighed.
"So we can look at a bunch of towns and see what we like."
"We?" Jason's eyebrow rose. She blushed.
"Oh, um I don't know. I just thought since neither of us knew what we were going to do... We could figure it out together?" she finished the thought as a question.
"Yeah, I'd love to!" Tess looked up sharply at him.
"Seriously?"
"Yeah." He smiled. She smiled. They both smiled. But hers disappeared when a certain someone appeared behind Jason, staring right at Tess. Hint: it wasn't Carl.
"So where are you guys going?" Miss Red Silk Scarf asked, not rudely but Tess thought she still was. Jason turned around.
"Hi there," he greeted. She flashed him a pearly smile. Which to Tess's extreme pleasure, he didn't return.
"I'm Rachel Harper," she introduced herself. She smiled apologetically at Tess.
"I'm Tess. Tess Wilden."
"I'm Jason. Jason Nickels," Jason said, copying the way Tess had used. There were no handshakes. Just stares.
"So, where are you guys going?" Rachel asked. They didn't reply, but the scraping of a chair on the floor did. Jason patted the chair for Rachel to sit down and she smiled gratefully and sat. Tess didn't loosen her guard up; she thought something was up with Miss Red Silk Scarf. Jason shrugged.
"We don't know. But we are going to take a road trip to figure it out." He flashed Tess a grin with the spark of excitement obvious in his eyes.
"Where are you going?" Tess spoke up. Rachel gave an honest smile.
"I have no idea." Jason looked at Tess and they had a mental conversation. They were arguing. Jason won.
"Would you like to accompany us on our road trip?" he asked. Her face brightened.
"I'd love to!" Rachel squealed, a grin covering her whole face. Tess inwardly groaned. It looked like this road trip wasn't going to be as fun as she thought. Already, Rachel was starting to gush about where they could go and Jason was listening kindly. Tess resisted the urge to start grumbling and put her face in her hands. Instead, she smiled and laughed with Jason and Rachel. This was almost as worse as after-Sam. So that meant she was in for a long week-road trip. Oh, boy.

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