Bonnie's POV
"Flynn? Flynn?! Flyyyyyyynnnnn!!!!!!(dat reference doe)" I yelled. What happened? I started smacking him. "Babe, wake up!" I started kissing him all over his face. I gave him a few kicks to the gut, too. No luck...
Foxy's POV
'Wow, I thought I was evil. Garrett, you fucked him up.'
'It's true... But Flynn......wake up... Flynn, I'm fucking serious, I will take over.'
Fuck you.
'I swear, I will take control.'
Fine, ass-fuck.
I came back to life pretty much. "Flynn!" I heard Bonnie say. I couldn't tell if it was her, my vision was blurry/impaired. I started rubbing my eyes. I was still under the covers... in my room.... with Bonnie. "Babe, are you okay?" "Yeah, yeah." I was very tired now, though. "I was so scared!" Damn lazy eye. "Yeah, uh... I'm okay... I... just need some rest... fuck..." I blacked out yet again.
Bruh, why the time skip doe, nigga?
I felt someone grinding on me.
Fuck, man....
'Asshole.'
'You, Flynn should be getting some type of support, after you fucked with him.'
'Since when were you the good guy?'
''What are you talking about? You're all over the place.'
What? What does that mean? Garrett.
'...'
I ignored them. I forced my eyes open. "Bunny, get off." I grunted at Bonnie. She was forcing her body onto mine. If it got any rougher, she would melt/merge into me and we would be on. I like that thought... "Then get the fuck up, lazy bones." The one in my pants. I took the blanket and practically buried Bonnie with it. "Really?" I heard her protest. I just left her in the room. "Hey, bro-bro~" Miranda says as she wrapped her arms around me from behind. Hey, what did I tell ya : mangled emotions. "Hey, Miranda." I simply stated. "Honestly, I'm not in the mood for breakfast." I told her. "Well, I woke up early, so LET'S GO!" Before you ask, yes I am fully clothed. I just never tell you when I do. Bonnie rushed down stairs. "I'M HERE! I'M HERE!" She exclaimed as she came over. "Kay', let's go." She said. Still people staring at my eye patch and hook. As the bus came, Miranda went to her friend, Bonnie sat with Chica and I sat with... Freddy. There was an absolute awkward silence between us. "Foxy." He said, simply. "Freddy."
'Faggots.'
"I was watching the news earlier. Some dude robbed a Rite Aid and shot a lady in the hand. She claimed she saw a few blonde strands peaking out of his mask. Had bluish grey eyes. Don't fucking know what that means. He was about 17, she estimated." Freddy informed me, out of the blue. "He was around someplace near the school." That sent a shiver down my spine. Freddy chuckled a sinister chuckle. "That fucker. I swear man." I looked at Freddy. Handsome, I must say. "I kissed Bonni-" "WHAT?!" He shouted at me, not letting me finish the 1% more of my sentence. All eyes were on us. We just stayed silent, letting no one in our business. The bus stopped. We got off. As we got inside, I looked around. People whispering stuff I couldn't quite make out. A group of three came over to us. "Oh, boy." I heard Freddy mutter. "Hey, bro's, how you been? I'm Max, but you could call me AwsumPotatoz." A tall darker skinnned kid informed me of. He was wearing a shirt that read : "Nova Is My Favorite Creature", the word Creature spelt in keys. In the middle of the wording was some dude in a black hoodie smashing a keyboard. I admit, if I was gay, he'd atleast be someone I'd think of going out with. "Can I ask you a question?" The shortest and, probably youngest one, asked. Max and the other groaned. "Are you single?" I blushed. "I'm flattered, but I'm dating someone. Also, I'm staight." "Oh. Well just call me Potato." He walked off, embarrassed. I felt kinda bad for that one. "Fuck it, call me Awsum, c'mon Max we gotta book it." The rather anxious one rushed. He was around Max's height. Freddy sighed. "What?" "Those fuckers are all stepbrothers." I'm confused. "So?" "So, they're annoying. They're weird, too." That's rude. "I gotta get to class," I say, walking off. "See ya at lunch, maybe?"
??? POV
"The fuck do you mean I can't, asshole?!" I yelled at Nicholas. "Look dude, if you do, we're both fucked, that's it, game over. Just wait." Asshole! I threw my phone at the wall. How did I end up like this? A fucked up teen on the streets. I don't have much money for a house, but when I do I fucking waste it to go to the fucking strip club to go get baked and laid. And I just broke my phone. I can't believe I did this.
'He did this to you.'
No he didn't! He didn't mean it! He was insane. And now I am. I can't fucking keep letting you do this shit to me!
'You know it's true, your just denying it.'
Fuck off, ya cunt!
'Don't fucking swear at me, you ass! You know he killed you! He hated you! That's why! He never loved you! He never loved anyone! He lied about his mental state!'
"AHHH!!!" I bellowed. "MOTHERFUCKER!!" I just wanted to cry. Bawl my eyes out. But no. I stay here, keeping my head in the game. I stood up off the ground. I counted my money. $317.39. Rite Aid was loaded. I saw some school near by. I could enroll there. There were some kids in weird fucking clothes. Some sluttish rags. I guess there's this "no dress code" type thing going on? I just jogged over there. I panted halfway through. Damn, am I outta shape. I made it though. I could enroll here. Nick taught me alot. "Just in case" he says. Faggot.
I Lost Idea Cum
