Free Game Night by Joe Zito

the
kitchen. Megan with a burst of courage asked in a frightened voice,
“What are you doing?” Nightmare just looked at her with that evil
smile on his ugly, rough face.
    Badman returned from the kitchen back
into the living room with a can of coke. He handed it to Nightmare.
He said, “We’re gonna play a little game darlin’. You like games
don’tcha?”
    Everyone had a sick look of terror on
their face, especially Liz when she saw the coke.
    He turned the can over and began
reading the label.
    “Let’s see here. Sixty four grams of
sugar. Ooh, that sure sounds sweet.” He popped it open and took a
small sip. “Hmm, that’s real good. You wanna taste
sweetheart?”
    He reached down to Liz for her to take
the can but she strongly refused by shaking her head with tears
falling down her face.
    “You don’t want any? Well here, this
might help.” That evil smile seemed to be permanently attached to
his face.
    “You,” he said nodding to Megan, “kick
her in the cunt.” And then he nodded to Andi.
    The entire room froze and all the
girl’s eyes went big and wide at Nightmares violent
request.
    “You’re fucking crazy!” Megan yelled at
him.
    “Yes I am little sissy, now kick her in
the cunt!”
    “NO!”
    “Fine. You don’t have to kick her in
the cunt. But you’re little sick friend has to take a nice long sip
of this here sweet soda then. See now how this game
works?”
    “Don’t drink it Liz,” Megan
yelled.
    “She don’t have to if you kick that
bitch in her fuckin’ cunt!”
    He pointed his shot gun at Liz and
handed her the coke.
    “You better get to drinkin’ darlin’.
Looks like your friend don’t wanna play.”
    “Dear god Liz don’t drink that!” Megan
pleaded.
    “Megan,” Andi suddenly said, “just do
it. I can take it.”
    “That’s the spirit ladies!” Nightmare
shouted.
    “Megan don’t you dare do it!” Liz
cried.
    “I can’t do this,” Megan said falling
apart.
    “Get to drinkin’ angel!” Nightmare
yelled.
    “NO Liz, don’t!” Megan pleaded
again.
    “It’s a simple game bitch! You kick her
in the pussy and you’re near dead friend won’t be seein’ an early
grave. You don’t kick her in the pussy it’s fuckin’ bye bye Liz!
It’s your goddam choice.” Nightmare made his point.
    Megan’s head fell into her hands as her
mind whirled in a frenzy of confusion. Then she stood up and faced
Andi.
    “No Megan!” Liz yelled and then put the
can to her mouth.
    “Don’t you dare Liz!” Megan
screamed.
    “Just fucking kick me Megan!” Andi
shouted with tears in her eyes.
    “Yeah! Kick that bitch hard!” Nightmare
said.
    Liz still hadn’t taken a drink because
she knew damn well if she did, she could possibly fall into a coma
or worse: drop dead right then and there in front of everyone.
Megan raised her foot and then put it down quickly as if she was
contemplating this twisted game. She lifted it up again and shook
her head at Andi and said, “I’m sorry.” With as much force as she
could she kicked one of her best friend’s right in between her
legs. Andi fell over on her side on the couch and was holding her
nether region with both hands. She moaned out in pain.
    “Kick her again!” Nightmare
commanded.
    Megan turned and looked at Liz. They
were both crying.
    She kicked her again and Andi roared
out a cry of terrible pain.
    Liz stood up. She said, “I can’t do
this,” and began to drink the can of coke.
    “NO LIZ!” Megan screamed and flung
herself towards Liz, knocking her down, making the can fly from her
hand before she could get one sip down. They fell to the floor;
Megan’s body hovering over Liz’s.
    “You done broke the rules bitch!”
Nightmare grabbed Megan by her hair and lifted her head up. He
raised his shot gun with the handle aiming towards her face. Angry
spittle flew from his mouth. Insane rage filled his eyes as he
prepared to drive the back end of the gun down into her pretty
fucking face, smashing her teeth in