Garrett's POV
"Fuck, fucking FUCK!" I raged, deepening my voice and gritting my teach. "Fucking cunt shit!" I yelled. For the first time in my life, I was crying, while not being an infant. I started searching my pockets for any cigarettes. No luck.
'Well, I guess now you know about it, so let me tell you the rest... soon, someone'll die, not you, not Foxy, not Freddy, but it will be your fault. Also, I knew this would happen. Your relationships will get worse and worse, meaning other people you meet will have a bad image of you, then you do something, and they will be murdered. If I had told you this before you disobeyed Nicholas, you wouldn't have enrolled here. So, if anything, watch your fucking step.'
You knew... AND DIDN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT! I don't fucking care who dies, but you're making my life worse and worse! FUCK YOU!
'Yeah, let it all out, I don't care, well, I gotta go do shit, bye.'
FUCK YOU!!!!
It gets alot more psychotic.
