Russian Roulette
two// Jordan
I smiled and spun the gun.
"Round and round..." Jane whispered as the gun started to slow down. Krista was watching Caleb's expression intently. I could've told her right then and there what the answer to her stupid selfish question was.
It slowed to a halt in front of Sarah and she gulped loudly and dramatically, smiling at Luke. Luke blushed and everyone started "oooh"-ing at the two of them. I almost barfed.
"So, what'll it be, Jones?" I asked, my hand placed palms down on the table.
"I'll take truth for life please, Jordan." Sarah said. I rolled my eyes at that one.
"You watch too many games shows." I complained.
"So, who has a question for Ms. Jones?" Becca asked.
"I do." Jake said. Everyone looked at him, waiting for his question. I watched as Sarah's face went pale.
"Are you a virgin?" Jake asked.
Everyone frowned. That was too easy. Sarah was a goody-two shoes, an angel among the clouds in the sky, the principal's daughter.
"How about death?" Sarah asked, reaching for the gun.
I slammed my hand down on it before her perfect little dainty fingers could reach it.
"You already chose. Answer the question." I said.
"And if I don't?" Sarah asked. I smiled and held the gun like a pro, the way my father always did.
"I'll shoot your perfect little ballerina feet. Both of them." I said. Sarah frowned. I knew she would shoot herself in the arm if she got the choice.
"Fine." Sarah said, taking a deep breath.
I didn't know what the big deal was. All she had to do was say one word.
"No. I'm not a virgin." Sarah said, sinking back into her chair."
Everyone muttered in surprise.
This was already getting interesting.
written by// HowtoSaveaLife17