A bet to sleep

"Good," I smiled. "Come on then." I grabbed his arm and raced toward the arena.

People were shooting arrows, fighting dummies or themselves. A usual day at the arena.

I picked up a sword from the rack and tossed it to Aram. "I hope you can atleast swing a sword."

He gripped the sword. "Er... I guess."

"Good enough," I pulled out my sword. "Let's make a bet."

He raised an eyebrow. "Alright."

"If I win, you go on and get sleep, if I lose well... You chose."

He laughed. "Okay then, let's do this." We shake hands and ready ourselves.

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Aram jumps back. He looks at his sword, becoming ice. He sighs and drops it. Aram grabbed his other sword with both hands as Ellie charged. Aram dodges, making sure not to make contact with the blade.

But soon enough he has to and he becomes unarmed. "Hah, your finished," Ellie taunted.

"Don't be too overconfident," Aram replied. He lunged for his bow. When he had hold of it, he did a dive roll, knocked an arrow, and fired. Unfortunately for Aram, Ellie simply blocked the arrow with her blade.

"Hey! No fair!" She exclaimed.

"Hey, I'm just leveling he playing field."

Aram let out a heavy sigh and picked up his sword then looks up at Ellie. "You gonna help me out with the other one?"

"Oh, right..." Ellie stomps the other drawled and hand him that one. He sheaths them one his back.

"So I think I'm gonna get going..." Aram turned around in an attempt to be sneaky, something he's obviously not.

"Don't even think about it Knight."

"But Elllieeeeee..."

"You're not getting out of this one. You're going to sleep, period."

"But Elllieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..."

"We made a wager, you're going to sleep. You're exhausted as it is."

"Not uh. I'm perfectly awa-" a ball came and hit Aram in the face and he fell down. Ellie strolled over and flashed one of those "I told you so" looks.

Aram walked in knowing of his fate. He changed out of his jeans and t-shirt and put on his pajamas. He crawled into bed and began to think about his new life. He thought of Ellie and how nice she's been to him. He then thought of all the new people he's met, and drifted to sleep.

He was in the middle of camp half blood, in the middle of a group of people. He was being mocked, mocked because he let his own friend die and mom go insane. He was embarrassed and this hurt him because these were his friends. Then one camper attacked him, then another; then a group, until he was under a pile of people and he looked up, and there was Ellie, shaking her head disapprovingly. He cried out for help, but his voice didn't come.

He woke up drenched in sweat. He got out of bed, got changed, and walked out of the cabin.