BR Day 16 - Ambushed

You know these girls. One is Eliza, the red-haired captain of White team. She wears her hair in a simple braid and usually has on a baseball cap and sunglasses. She’s the same size and shape as you, and very athletic, but not great at soccer. What she does seem to be good at is planning and teamwork. You can’t take credit for learning that about her; this is mainly what Tiff has told you.

Beside her is a taller girl, a blonde American named Meghan from Green Team. She’s like Adella, but paler and not as good at the game. She’s strong, cocky, and there’s a fat bulge in her shorts all the time. You’ve never spoken to either of them.

You are naked and dripping from the shoulder, not even wearing your towel, just holding it in front of you. They’re looking at you, but they’re obviously not horny.

“What’s up, guys?” you ask neutrally, wrapping your towel around yourself.

“Can we talk?” Eliza asks.

“Do I have to be naked?”

“You want us to wait outside?” Meghan asks.

You roll your eyes. “No. What do you want?” You should be nicer, but you’re edgy.

“You lost a teammate,” Eliza says as you go to your locker and dry off.

“You mean Rebecca. I don’t know where she went,” you say.

“Did she say anything before she left?” Meghan asks.

“No.” You pause, remembering that night. She caught you and Beth out there. Then hustled you back to camp.

As though she’d been running away from something. Had she been scared? But Rebecca had been so tough. She presented as being a bit shy and girly and sweet, but she’d been fearless on the field. No… she hadn’t been afraid.

But something had been wrong.

“What are you thinking right now?” Eliza asks, and you realize you’re just standing there, not moving, in the act of pulling your panties up. You tug them up now and tuck your cock away, scowling at her.

“She was acting weird,” you admit. “Why are you asking me this?”

“Because a lot of girls left,” Meghan replies.

“Yeah,” you mutter. “All the Raccoon City girls.”

“That’s right,” Eliza says. “What do you know about that?”

“Nothing, really. She just…” you trail off, then turn and look at them suspiciously. “Something you want to tell me?”

Eliza and Meghan exchange a look, and then Meghan looks at you, still damp in just your panties. She snorts and waves her hand.

“Get dressed and come talk to us outside,” she says.

They’re waiting for you behind the building in the shade of the trees. Eliza takes your arm and pulls you out of sight, looking around warily.

“Riley,” Eliza says, and it’s obvious that she doesn’t enjoy this, “…what if I told you that Annette is not who you think she is?”