*beep*
*beep*
*beep*
"Welcome back to the land of the living! We almost unplugged you!" A disembodied voice spoke.
Slowly he woke, his eyes, like those of a pitiless judge, seemed to go to the very bottom of all questions, to read all natures, all feelings and thoughts.
"Where's Kim?"
"Uh.... you're divorced..."
"Noooo-"
Not a moment later, a lanky beanstalk of a man with lustrous pink hair, similar to a highlighter, walked in. "It's time for mr. west's colonoscopy!" He then began to unfold the wheelchair, and scooped Kanye into his arms bridal style only to immediately fling him into the chair mercilessly.
Kanye was about to object before an inhumanly long, cold, slender finger shushed him, "don't worry Kanye..."
They then rolled off into a frigid dark hallway, where the lights flickered and the only sound was the squeaking of Kanye's wheels.
After wheeling him around for what seemed like hours they finally came to a large set of doors, which Jeffree promptly opened with the grace of a fish on land. "You ready?" He asks smiling at Kanye in way that sent chills up his spine, an experience he had never felt before"
Jeffree swiftly grabbed the handles of the wheelchair and continued through the doorway, into a parking garage. The eery echoes of water dropping and the bumpy feeling of driving over cigarette butts and stlth pods made Kanye feel sick. Why was this medical operation through here? Kanye is now starting to think somethings really up now.
"I'm gonna need you to count back from ten for me now, okay?" Jeffree says as a the faint squirt from a needle sounds beside him.
"Huh? No- the fuuuc...-"
"No it's 10, 9, 8- fuck it just get in the car."
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YOU ARE READING
Kanye West's rise and fall on Star-dom
RomanceIt all started when Kanye west met Jeffree Star. Their love knows no bounds, as you'll see when you read.
