Chaos In a Nutshell: Fresh-ish Start

5. Abuse

"Alright, no, no, no, no, just-here, take it" Clara gets between the two, handing Rich the envelope

"Thank you, at least someone has some common sense around here, you know, I could sue you after what you did, but I chose not to" Rich stares into Metal

"Oh? And why was that? Was it because you were jacking off to some 10 year old? Or was it because you're broker than a f*cking crack in the leaning tower of pizza?" Metal asks

"You know, I think I will sue you, soon, you'll be broker than a bank getting robbed, I knew I should've never trusted you clanking rustbuckets" Rich fills with anger

"F*ck off, you don't have the balls to do it, you wanna end up like last time?" Metal asks

"You're one to talk, you don't even have a pair, dumba**" Rich gets closer to Metal

"I may not have a pair of nuts, but I bet I can still f*ck a girl better than you can, every time you try to have sex, you end up with displeasure and a shriveled c*ck" Metal gets closer to Rich

"Metal, just let go of it, alright?" Clara asks

"Metal is it? I'll be sure to tell the lawyer" Rich grits his teeth

Metal scoffs, trying to admire Clara's wish

"Yeah, got nothing else to say, do you?" Rich cuts his eyes

"You know what, sue him, do it, I want you to, do it" Yami hops on Metal's shoulder

"Are you calling my b-YOU" Rich grabs Yami by the neck

"Crk-bch-fking-bse" Yami tries to talk

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" Clara tries prying Rich's hands off Yami

"SHE BIT BY PENIS OFF" Rich explains

"HAH, GOOD ONE" Metal frees Yami from Rich's grip

"I SWEAR ON MY GRAVE, THAT CAT WILL DIE" Rich yells

"F*CK OFf B*TCH" Metal shoves Rich down to the ground

"YOU REALLY WILL BE HEARING FROM THE LAWYER SOON" Rich shouts

"Suck my d*ck" Metal crosses his arms

Rich gets up, dusting himself off

"Have fun, bud" Metal flips him off

He slams the door

"You know he probably will sue you, right?" Clara asks

"I don't give a sh*t, let him do whatever he wants" Metal laughs

"He doesn't have that much ground to stand on, anyway" Yami hops on Metal's shoulder again

"Yeah, back to what you were saying, what was that about him and Flake?" Jason asks

"Just last night, B*tch shoved a knife in Flake's back because she defended me...I'll be honest, yeah, it was my fault" Yami sighs

"HE. F*CKING. WHAT?" Metal shouts

"OH, HE'S DEAD" Jason quickly gets up

Clara slowly stands up, cracking her knuckles

"Why the hell is she still with him?" Yami asks

"She wants to change him for the better, I've got d*mn proof that he's cheated on her at least.....37 times" Metal explains

"There's no way that she actually still liked him after all that" Yami shakes her head

Clara calls someone

"Oh god, what happened?" Flake asks

"Metal and Rich had a little exchange in words, but we also just found something out" Clara lectures

"WHAT?" Flake yells

"He's been abusing you" Clara states

"...How?" Flake asks

"Yami just told us that he shoved-...wait is he the reason you called in sick?" Clara asks

There's a loud bang and then...Flake hangs up

"FLAKE, ARE YOU O-HELLO? HELLO?" Clara yells

Metal bursts out the door with Yami steady on his shoulder

"Good old times" Yami smiles

"WHAT'D THAT F*CKER DO TO HER?" Jason runs out, Metal still outpacing him like a sports car to a motorcycle

"I'M GONNE KILL HIM, I'M GONNA KILL HIM" Metal yells

"YOU AND HIM WORK TOGETHER?" Rich shouts

"HOW'D YOU GET HERE SO QUICK?" Flake jumps

"YOU AND THAT CLANKER WORK TOGETHER AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME?" Rich grabs Flake by the collar

"Y-Y-Yeah" Flake stares

"AND, YOU'VE BEEN HOLDING MONEY FROM ME? THIS IS NEARLY 1.5 MILLION DOLLARS, AND YOU HAVEN'T BEEN SHARING A PENNY WITH ME, YOU SELFISH B*TCH" Rich slings her into the kitchen counter

"F*CK" Flake hold her back

"YOU KNOW, WITHOUT ME YOU'RE A NOBODY, YOU UNDERSTAND THAT? YOU'VE BEEN KEEPING ENOUGH MONEY FOR ME TO PAY OFF ALL MY DEBTS AND GET ME A NEW CAR AND YOU NEVER EVEN CONSIDERED BEING A GOOD PERSON AND GIVING ME MONEY, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN HIDING THE REST?" Rich shouts

"I-I-I never usually make that much" Flake whimpers

"WHERE'S THE REST AT, B*TCH?" Rich punches her in the gut

"I sp-I sp-I spen-I spent it al-al-already" Flake gets in a fetal position

"ON WHAT?" Rich kicks her

"A-a-a-a b-book and-and-and clo-clothes" Flake starts crying

Rich gets the knife again

"YOU'RE NOT MAKING OUT THIS TIME" Rich yells

"NO" Flake balls up tighter

"GET UP YOU (You good with this word? If not, look away) WHORE" Rich kicks her harder

"NGH" Flake grunts

"YOU KNOW WHAT? FINE" Rich throws the knife at Flake

"MMM" Flake groans

"MAYBE YOU'LL LEARN TO SHARE" Rich picks up a chair

"METAL, METAL, METAL" Flake yells

"WHY ARE YOU SAYING HIS NAME, YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF" Rich starts repeatively slamming the chair on her

"FUF-FNGH-AGH" Flake lets her grip slide

"NEVER AGAIN" Rich slams the chair up and down on her

Eventually, Flake's body can't handle anymore and she sprawls out on the floor

She starts coughing up blood

"YOU'RE GETTING THE F*CKING FLOOR DIRTY, B*TCH" Rich shouts, breaking the chair on her stomach

Flake lays there, unconscious and spewing blood

Metal crushes down the door, staring at Rich

"YOU WAN-" Rich starts to say

Metal punches Rich with the power of a thousand suns

Rich falls over

"DO IT TO HIM, JASON" Metal shoves his foot on Rich's throat

Jason jumps in, his guns aimed at Rich

In a last-ditch effort, Rich punches Metal in the crotch

"Remember this when you go to hell, you finally got the karma you deserve" Yami stares at Rich

Rich's eyes engulf in fear

Jason unloads his ammunition into Rich

Metal quickly gets off of Rich, trying anything he can do at the moment to help Flake

"Alright, hear me out" Yami jumps beside Flake

"YOU'VE GOT AN IDEA?" Metal asks

"What was it something like...Monostreus Alphinias, or something like-" Yami gets cut off

Flake darts up, looking around

"WHERE IS HE?" Flake asks

"He's dead, what can I do to help you?" Metal asks

"He's..." Flake stares at Rich's corpse