But this time Alex had pushed, because she was just so sick of going through this a million times. Alex had answered–boredly–that she would marry Nona and kill Ren. Starting at the beach, starting with that stupid Truth or Slap game. But this loop was a little more intense than anything Alex had signed up for. The other ones had all been different, they'd branched off in different places. The first time was–well, Alex didn't even remember. She knew about Nona's grandparents, the family trips to Wisconsin, every gross and embarrassing thing that had ever happened to Nona.
But by the time she'd done what felt like a hundred loops, she felt like she knew every single thing about Nona's life. She'd been stuck on that island for, what? Days? Weeks? Years? Decades? And nothing changed. At first Alex thought it was progress, because it was the only thing that looked like progress. They always ended up in the bunker at the end, always ended up having to “tune into the source”.īut the Nona loops changed. She could make Micheal stay or she could piss him off and he would leave angry with her. She could kiss Ren because why the heck not or she could make things awkward with Jonas or she could even be a complete angel to Clarissa. Alex could be a dick to her friends, she could choose to kill Jonas or Clarissa or Ren or whatever. Because they weren't like the normal loops. It was like being trapped on a fucking carnival ride.
Seriously, what was the point? Whatever she did, whatever she said, one of her friends ended up being taken by those–those things. And then the loop would start over again, regardless of what Alex chose in the end. She went into the cave with Jonas, she tuned into the weird triangle thing, blah blah blah. It was all the same shit.
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