Page 10 of Glamour & Gumballs

Considering the sky was dark as far as I could see, I didn’t think it was going to let up.

Which meant I was going to have to sleep next to at least one fae, just to stay warm.

I walked down the beach until I couldn’t see or hear any of the guys. The sand was soft beneath my toes, and I figured it would feel nice if it hadn’t felt like I was walking on a frozen, gas station slushie.

But it did.

So, it didn’t feel nice.

When I found a rock big enough to hold me, I stopped and folded myself on top of it. The rain was starting to fall harder, but I tried not to care.

I didn’t succeed, but I tried.

The rock felt icy beneath me, but started warming up after a few minutes.

Shivering lightly, I stared at the ocean as the rain fell.

The only way I’d warm up was if I cuddled up with a guy.

In the middle of the day.

I’d pass.

The waves were crashing harder than they had been when our plane first landed, which told me that the wind was getting worse.

Great.

I knew some parts of the world had stormy seasons, and could only hope that what we were seeing was just a thunderstorm. Not the start of a whole month of them.

The hellish game would get much worse if it was raining constantly.

Still watching the waves, I let out a long, slow breath.

The rain falling on my skin was driving me mad, but I couldn’t let myself focus on that.

I had bigger problems.

Bigger problems, like Survival.

My mind went back to the way Kyle and Reid hadn’t included me in their conversation.

That was probably my fault. They assumed I wasn’t playing, because I didn’t want to be there. They might not have even realized what role Molly had played in clearing out the island with Cameron, considering they were back on the next season just a few days after the first was over. Many of the episodes likely hadn’t even been edited yet.

So they didn’t think I was a part of the game.

But… I was.

Wasn’t I?

Why couldn’t I be?

I couldn’t be voted out any more than I could choose to walk away.

So, why wouldn’t I play?

I bit my lip, still watching the waves crash.

As much as I’d tried to avoid the truth, there was no way out. I was on the island, and the game would end with me choosing a partner to share my life with. I didn’t like knowing that, but my dislike didn’t make it any less true.

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