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Beep. Beep. Beep.
I groan loudly, my head was pounding i couldn't open my eyes it was like they were glued shut, i lifted up my arm to itch my face but it felt weird..my left arm was connected to my right arm. I pulled my arms in opposite directions causing a clanking of metal sound to fill the air. I was fucking handcuffed.
I lift both of my hands up to my face and rub my eyes pulling my eyelashes up so my eyes open, i was immediately blinded by white lights, i wince squeezing my eyes shut before blinking rapidly, my vision eventually clears and i look to my right seeing a couple empty chairs and a IV hanging over me, i turn to my left to see a couple other machines and a police officer, i smile.
"Hey Pig." i say smugly, the cop turns towards me, it's some old bitch. "Wanna tell me why these are on me?" I lift up my hands referring to the cuffs. "They're on you cause you're a fucking psychopath." She spits.
I burst out laughing but i stop, oh my god, Baby, Spaulding, the shootout, that bitchass officer wydell, Otis...My eyes widen as my hands go to my neck feeling a patch over it, i remember now. i was shot in the neck. how the fuck did i survive?!
My head jerks to the officer. "Who made it?" She scoffs. "Every single psychopath made it, they give miracles to the wrong people." She spits. My smile grows wider, i cant wait to see her!
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I step out of the cop car being blinded by the flash of cameras, i lift my hands up in front of my eyes. "Jesus christ." I'm shoved forward by an officer towards the court room building, as soon as i walk in i'm swarmed by more cameras, we walk forward then turn left up a level of stairs, we walk through a pair of doors into the courtroom, i'm sat as cameras keep flashing, the judge sits down and everyone gets silent.3 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳
"Guilty, Life at tucker Barnes with the possibility of parole after every 5 years, same as Firefly, Case Dismissed." I stare at the judge fire burning in my eyes, i guess i was to crazy to prove i was innocent, as i'm being escorted out i flip everyone off.1 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳
"owww!" I yell as my head hits the ceiling of the patrol car, i guess i was on my way to a...mental facility?? but i didn't care all i knew was baby was there! i wanted to see her so bad, i miss my sister!The car comes to a stop and i'm pulled out, i look up at the building and smile. "This is gonna be fun!!"
Otis POV
"Is it just me or are these the greatest fuckin beans on earth." i say."Is just you, it's takes a while to get that prison slop out of you're taste buds." Foxy replies.
"M you got that right." I put the spoon back into the can.
"so how do you figure we go about doin this." Foxy asks.
"Well i been stewin about it 24/7 since i can remember so i've had some thoughts." i walk over.
"whadya mean? we've been stoopin around this place for a month, it's suicide." He says.
"Patience, brother Patie-" I stop talking as i hear the radio make a bunch of noise, i walk over to turn the knob to turn it off but i don't, i listen.
"Bella Poach, Court Hearing today, was sentenced to Life with parole." My eyes widen and i turn to foxy. "You hear that?!" I throw the can of beans across the yard. "My barbie's awake! and she's in the same place as baby!" I shout and foxy looks at me weird.
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Psycho
HorrorA story written on the three rob zombie movies If you have seen the movies the way this story will go if basically as same as the movies except with my own character added in with a love theme towards Otis Driftwood, and obviously the story won't en...