Alright. Go ahead. Get mad at me for not updating. I'm not going to go into a detailed explanation about how hectic my life has been. But I am going to go into a detailed explanation that I feel that I owe you guise.
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So, the thing is, I have like zero motivation for this story. And I really wish I didn't do a sequel. The first story, House of the Couples Game, was centered around an idea I came up with back in March and wasn't even suppose to include mystery or a sequel. But because it was my first story, I was all obsessed with pleasing my readers and doing what they wanted. Someone requested mystery... but you see... I can't write mystery. And this story has gotten less of a good response than the first one. I am lucky enough to get even 3 reviews anymore. Another snag is when I started the first story I shipped Patricia/Jerome, as most of you can tell. However, over the summer, I started shipping Mara/Jerome, and don't really ship Patricia/Jerome anymore. That's sort of a problem seeing as I promised you all that this story would end with Mara/Mick and Patricia/Jerome.
Do you see where I am coming from? I am going to finish this story, but I'm going to warn you, the ending is sucky and rushed. This was originally going to be the last chapter, but I decided to split it into two. so this is the second to last one. I just need to get this story off of my back.
When will the last chapter be up? No idea.
But thank you to those who have stuck with me, despite the lack of quality in this story. You guise are awesome :)
Disclaimer: Yep, House of Anubis is mine now. What's that? You don't believe me? Yeah, I wouldn't believe me either.
Chapter 9: After the Couples Game…
It had been two weeks since the day of the couples game, and things were… tense. We hadn't spotted Rufus again, but that didn't stop us all from being paranoid. Alfie especially was paranoid; he was supposed to be dead after all. If Rufus caught sight of him, he would know he wasn't really immortal, and we would surely be in danger.
Not only that, but things between us were awkward. Patricia and Jerome were avoiding each other, and although he tried to hide it, it was really getting to Jerome. Patricia, on the other hand, was hanging out with Mick a lot.
"Do you think they are dating?" Amber asked me one day as we passed Patricia and Mick sitting on the bench.
I shook my head. "Nah, I think they both just need someone who understands them. After all, Mick was the one who broke up with Mara, and Patricia was the one who broke up with Jerome. If you ask me, I believe they are just in similar situations."
Amber gave me a strange look. "Since when did you become the expert on people's feelings?"
I shrugged. "I guess that couples game really gave me a whole new perspective."
Amber laughed. "You played Jerome though! What kind of perspective could you have gotten from his character?"
I noticed Jerome and Alfie walking to Anubis House. "I think there's more to Jerome than meets the eye. I realized as I was playing him that I had to hide my feelings more, and it didn't feel natural. Even Jerome can't naturally just be the prankster who doesn't show emotions. It's a façade."
"Well, I don't know what façade means, but I think you got way too much out of the game," Amber replied.
I shrugged again. "Maybe I did." We walked on in silence for a little while. Both of us were so engrossed in thoughts (well, I was at least) that we didn't notice four of our housemates running towards us.
"Nina!" Fabian yelled, as he approached me, jerking my thoughts out of my head. He, as well as Jerome, Alfie, and Mara, seemed out of breath. "Victor is on the phone—," he started before pausing to catch his breath.
"What's so scary about Victor being on the phone? So he knows how to use a device that everyone knows how to use, big whoop," Amber interrupted in a skeptical voice.
Jerome rolled his eyes. "He wasn't finished. Victor is on the phone with Rufus."
Mine and Amber's eyes widened. "What?" Amber cried.
I felt the panic rise within me. "Why would Rufus be—,"
"Wait," Jerome said, interrupting my question. "Where's Patricia?" he asked with clear worry in his voice. In normal circumstances, I would have smiled because he obviously cared for.
"Yeah, and where's Mick?" Mara questioned, with the same worry as Jerome. Amber and I pointed to the bench. They took off in that direction, coming back seconds later with Mick and Patricia.
"What's going on?" Mick asked, seeing our panicked faces.
"Victor is on the phone with Rufus," Fabian answered. The panic on Patricia's face outshined the rest of us. She looked almost as if she was going to pass out.
I turned to Fabian, "So why would Rufus be calling Victor?
"He already believes he's immortal and that Victor has lost! What more could he want?" Amber chimed in.
Patricia looked between the rest of us for a few seconds, waiting for an answer. "So let me get this straight. We are all out here without a clue as to what is going on in there?" she said, pointing at the house. I nodded. "Then what the hell are we still doing out here? For all we know, Rufus could be around the house, and we are just standing out here like a bunch of rabbits in the middle of the road waiting to get run over! We know absolutely nothing that will help us, so let's get our arses into the house, NOW!"
And with that Patricia hurried towards the house, Mick following close behind. The rest of us, shocked by the immense truth in her words, quickly headed after them.
When I entered the house, I saw Victor coming down the stairs. "What does Rufus want?" I asked, before giving it a second thought.
Victor stared at me for a moment. "Nothing to worry about. Go about your activities."
That didn't satisfy me, and apparently it didn't satisfy the others because we all started bombarded him with questions.
"Does he know he's not immortal?"
"Is he on the campus again?"
"Was he angry at all?"
"Are we in danger?"
"Silence!" Victor yelled. "Rufus was suspicious. He called, I believe, to taunt, like a foolish brat. He should not be bothering us again."
"Oh really?" Patricia commented. "Then why can I see him from the window?"
We all gasped and rushed over to the window. And to our horror, Rufus really was visible. He was in the distance near the road, staring at the house.
"No, no, no, no, this cannot be happening," I whispered.
We watched as Rufus walked slowly along the road, keeping his face turned towards the house. No one could have predicted what happened next. Rufus barely stepped out into the roadway when a car came barreling down the street, ramming right into him.
My jaw dropped to the ground. I heard Amber gasp and Alfie say "Oh my god."
We stayed glued to the window for an hour, during which the paramedics came and pronounced Rufus as dead.
We finally all backed away from the window, plopping ourselves down on the couches. I felt tears run down my face, but not out of sadness.
"I don't think I've felt this many mixed emotions in my entire life," whispered Mara, voicing my own thoughts. We were all relieved beyond belief, but a life was just lost, so we felt guilty for that. Then again, Rufus was dead set on killing all of us. We all obviously have emotional ranges bigger than tea spoons.
We sat in the common room together until 10 o'clock, when Victor requested to hear a pin drop, enjoying each other's company and feeling glad that we were all safe and sound.
A/N Yeah. So. I could easily end the story there. I do have plans for the last chapter, but I could just save myself the trouble and not write it. But if you want me to, I will post it. All you have to do is review. Simple as that.
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