The A Game Chapter 11?

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Dakotah's Pov: Hayley my bestfriend is in hospital because of A. We left the hospital and Cass and Josh stayed over at mine. We were coming up with solutions to this A problem but came up empty handed. The whole night we pretty much bonded and remenissed on the old times. The times before A came into our lives. The happy times. All we ever do these days, is worry about A's next step and worry about who could be next on A's game of torment. The cops talked to Josh about Hayley's accident. He had called the cops, moments before it happened. He showed them the letter he recieved and now their working on the fingerprints on the letter. The fire wasn't an accident. It was A.

I shuffled slowly through the corridoor, my sneakers squeaking softly as students from all directions began their whispering about Hayley. I overheard numerous amounts of people saying "I hope she's ok" and I heard someone say "Apparently Josh started the fire, they were in a fight eariler or something. That's what I heard."

I sighed at all these rumours flying around. They never really understood what was going on, they just believed any rumour. Pathetic. I continued to shuffle across the corridoor, not bothering to lift my feet because I'm too stressed, until I reached Zac's locker. I contemplated if I should give him a suprise or not. We haven't had much bonding time since he's in the papers for saving Hayley, and since I'm always in the hospital at her side. We haven't had that romantic spark in a long time. I clicked in his locker combination, praying that he hasn't changed it which I highly doubt. It opens with a creak and I smile to myself, until I notice a blue letter that looks awfuly familiar. I turn it over and realise that theres an A on the front. I qucikly open it and scan my eyes across the letter.

Zac

Do you know whats going on behind your back? Here's a clue.

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Watch your "Girlfriend"

She's cheated on you

--A

Seriously? A was planning on telling Zac about my one night stand? I screw up the letter and toss it into the grey bin. Right on cue Zac enters from around the corner. Immediately everyone crowds around him asking him questions about the fire. I stare at him and he meets my gaze. He gives me a hard look and turns his back to me, walking out the way he came, leaving me standing there with a confused expression as everyone follows him out like he was some sort of celebrity. Somethings wrong.

Josh's Pov: I opened the door quietly, stepping into the large white room. I made my way over to the chair next to the bed, and sat beside her sleeping figure. Her eyes fluttered open and she stared at me with a tiny smile. I gave her a crooked smile in return and grasped her hand in mine.

"Feeling any better?" I ask softly, tracing my thumb over her hand gently.

"Yeah I'm getting there" She laughs, her tired eyes looking around the room.

"I'm so glad that your ok" I say giving her hand a small squeeze.

"I'm glad that your ok" She begins "I only went into that house because I thought A had you hostage"

I smiled at the thought of her risking her saftey for me. She cares so much. That's why I love her.

"When I woke up to your face last night, the relief washed over me, I felt so happy" She continues, earning a wide smile from me.

"When you woke up I felt relief and pure happiness. No one can ever take you away from me Hayles. No one." I leaned in, gently kissing her forehead. Her adorable smile was then replaced with a scared look. 

"Josh" She began "I saw A, outside the house. A was watching me"

"Did you see what A looked like? Hayley did you see anything at all?" I whisper, all happiness from my tone drained out. 

She shook her head. "No just a hooded figure"

"I promise you I will take care of you. I won't let A hurt anybody else."

"But what if A does-"

"I won't let anything happen Hayles. I will end this." 

She gives me a confused look, but before she can question my last phrase I cut her off. "We are together now Hayles, that's all that matters." I whisper stroking her hair.

I will take care of this for her. She's all that really matters to me at the moment. Leaving the hospital, I called the particular person that I needed help with exercuting this plan.

"Alright I'll meet you there" The voice says before hanging up. I smile and drive back home. I need to make sure this goes perfect for tonight.

Hours Later...

I text my sidekick in this plan and tell them to start heading down there now. It's about a 15minute drive from here to the Greenhouse. I quickly buckle up and hit the road.

Within minutes I arrive at the green house but there's no sign of anyone here. I quickly text Dakotah and tell her to hurry her ass up. She's meant to be here with me. She immediately texts back "Don't go in yet, I'm almost there, I got held up" I sigh and shove my phone into my pocket. The moonlight is so bright tonight I think to myself. Really I was just trying to distract my self from the urge to go inside. What if A is already in there?

Suddenly there's a loud crash from inside the green house. My curiousity gets the best of me and I hesitantly creep in through the front door scanning over the room. Plants are layed out over endless amounts of wooden tables. Theres one back door and a front door. I search over the plants until my eyes land on a dark figure in a black hoodie. I gulp and stand there not breaking eye contact with this person. With A. Come on Dakotah where are you? I think as I approach the hooded figure.

"I'm here and ready to join" I say taking another step forward. The hooded figure doesn't speak. I move closer, trying to see their face.

"Isn't this what you wanted? A team mate?" I question, feeling the knife move slightly in my back pocket. The figure doesn't speak, their hands just twitch in their place.

"Come on we are here to make a team right?" 

The figure shakes their head. They step into the moonlight, tilting their head slightly. The moonlight reflects onto their creamy coloured mask. A is wearing a mask! I should of known. They put their hand behind there back and pulled out a small white note. A slide's it across the floor, all the way to my feet. I bend down keeping my eyes on A, to pick it up. Glancing down at the paper I read it quickly.

Trap number two.

I glance up and before I can do anything A is right in front of me, looking down on me. A tackles me onto the floor knocking the knife out of my pocket sending it sliding underneath a table as A wraps their hands around my throat. I struggle against the iron grip that A has around my neck. I start choking, the air is rapidly leaving my system. I can feel my throat begining to burn from the lack of air.

A lifts my head with their hands still around my neck and slams my head onto the concrete floor. The back of my head starts aching and my vision starts turning hazy. I reach up with one arm and try to rip the mask off, to no evail. A lifts their head up so my hand can't reach it. With the last remainder of my strength I knee A in the gut and heave A off me, sending them skidding across the room and into the table. 

I scramble to my feet, gasping for air like a fish out of water. I feel like a drunk person trying to stand up. I wobble abit but regain my balance. I watch as A stands up with one arm behind their back. A's mask is a tad bit twisted I realise, rubbing my throbbing neck. I can barely see anything because it's so dark and my vision is blurry. If only I could get to their mask...

A use's one hand and beckons me for a fight. I picture Hayley lying in hospital because of this one person. I can feel the anger rising and I let out a deep animal growl. I shake my head and sprint towards A and throw a punch knocking them smack in the jaw. Reaching for the mask I pull it halfway off but I stop as soon as I feel something penetrate through my side.

A knife.

"A" stabbed me with my knife. My vision turns blurry and the ripping from my wound feels like ten thousand bee's all stinging at once. Dropping to my knees I manage to glance up and look at the revealed side of A's face. 

I know who it is.

I know who A is.

The last thing I see is "A" running out the backdoor and then I black out.