Catch Me or I'll Fall

T W E N T Y • T W O - Memories, Anagrams and Doll's Eyes Pt II

Chapter Twenty Two - Memories, Anagrams and Doll's Eyes Pt II

"Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose."

-Lyndon B. Johnson

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-Ricky's POV-

I ran. I ran as fast as I could. Being the quarterback of the football team, I ran faster than Chris runs to his burritos. I avoided the bodies that were on the floor as I exited the dining room. Where to go now?

My heart was beating, my blood pumping. Everything was hurting. My lungs were practically dying and my legs felt like jelly. I need to find a room to hide in. This ship is so huge, I don't even know where I'm going. I don't even know how I got to the dining room in the first place. I turned a left then a right. Another left, another right. Right, right, left. I passed a small plant pot I swore I've seen before. I must be running in circles. My running came to a halt when the intercom turned on.

"This is Kaleb motherfucking Winter." By his aggressive tone, I'm pretty sure he's the same guy who murdered the two people and poisoned most of the guest in the dining room. At least he has an interesting middle name. "I've killed all the weaklings. All that's left is you Ricky Weston," he added a chuckle at the end.

I don't know about you, but I'm getting a lot of psychotic vibes from this guy.

I wanted to collapse right here on the spot. Running is hard. I've practically burned off all the fat I had on my body by running this much. But I had to keep running. I didn't want to die, not just yet. I pushed myself to stumble into a room. Miraculously, the room happened to be the one I stayed in.

I fell to the floor, exhausted and gasping for more air. I'm pretty sure I've only had a few minutes before Kaleb would storm in with his knife of death and gore. If he can plan a mass murder, it'll be no problem finding me. I grabbed my bag, unzipped it then pulled out the shitty camera I bought at the gift shop. It looked cool with the flames, I had to by it.

I was contemplating what I should say first. My goodbyes or information to catch this jackass? I took a gulp of air in then pressed record.

"Hey, I guess this is my famous last words video that people always make in horror movies. I've always wanted to make one so here it goes. I can't believe I might die right here along with two hundred other people. My parents died right in front of me so it's pointless saying goodbye to them. Camden and Chris, my brothers I never had. Somehow I think that in another universe we were triplets. Nicole, Ruby, and Bethany, the three woman in my life I treat like my baby sisters. I swear if anyone hurts one of you, I'll somehow protect you if I'm dead or not. I've been saving this person for last, I hope you got the message." Ruby's smart, she'll get it.

I never had the chance to tell how I really felt about Ruby. No other girl had the same attraction to me as Ruby, I didn't want to waste time messing around with random girls I never cared for. Ever since that fucking sex tape May blackmailed us with, my life has been shit.

Sure Ruby and I were still best friends, it didn't stop me from falling in love with her. I was going to tell her... one day. But I didn't want May to interfere with it. I wanted her to—how should I put it nicely? Fuck off.

And I didn't forget about Ruby being pregnant. I never would have regretted having sex with Ruby or getting her pregnant. But to be honest, when I saw the pregnancy test laying on the floor next to a crumpled up Ruby, I was scared. I didn't want to be a failure like my father was.