The one you'd least expect.

ALTERNATE ENDING

I fear my life may be in danger so here is a new ending. You're welcome Lily.
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Bethany crawled out of the ashes of what was once her home. She stumbled to the hospital, ashes falling off her skin. Initially she had died but fortunately the flames had brought her back to life. The group was at the hospital, with Marjorie and Mia. She fell into the room where they all were and immediately fell to her knees and began to uncontrollably sob, expressing how apologetic she was and begging for their forgiveness. It took the group a while to forgive her, but they realised that Roger was behind all of Bethanys decisions. They knew that he must have manipulated and blackmailed her.

Five months later, Bethany was welcomed back to work, and was introduced by her real name and self, not needing to put on a fake persona anymore. She had fully recovered from all of her injuries. She was sent to work in the kitchen, along side her partner, Chef. She had never healed from her trauma, but just being with her friends and the love of her life was enough for her.

It had been a year and chef was now making curry for Mia and Charlottes baby shower. Chef was about to take a bite into her long waited curry, when Quinn ran and jumped into her arms, making the curry fly everywhere. "FOR FUCK SAKE QUINN I JUST WANT ME BLEEDING CURRY" chef screamed as she stormed out. Chef still hasn't got her curry.

24 years had now passed, and chef was now an old woman, who was still refusing to retire. She was now at her god daughter, Quinns wedding, and was serving her home made curry. She grabbed her old lady walker and waddled over to the curry and dipped her head straight into the dish.

slurp.

She had devoured 82739383838 portions of curry in five seconds. Chef had finally got her curry.

There was an old lady who wanted some curry,
25 years went by without her curry,
will she get her bleeding curry before she expires,
or will she end up under someones tires?

There once was a lady who gobbled up some curry,
after 25 years of wanting her bleeding curry,
she got her curry before she expired,
now she wont end up under someones tires.

"fucking lovely curry that" chef giggled.

Chef started to feel uneasy after gobbling up 8394728737483848 portions of curry, and she began to roll towards quinn and told her to "fuck off" because "it's your fault that im like this because YOU spilled my curry all those years ago" and then chef exploded, and curry went flying all over quinn in her lovely, elegant white dress, and ended in chef's mouth. Even after ezploding she still gets her curry. Her wife, Bethany, decided to burry her in a mountain of curry rather than the traditional way of six feet in the cold mud. "She would have loved it," Bethany said to her children, named Tika, Corma, Masala, Curry, vindaloo (and all the rest of the curry names.

"RIP Chef, every time I eat curry I will remember you, and pour some into your pile. I love you currysome much. Beloved wife and curry maker. Oh yeah and mother." was smeared on the floor in curry, covered in resin.

Chef finally got her curry,
which led to her death,
no it isnt funny,
poor Beth.