In Love With... Parsen Crater

Chapter 8

   It was already 10:00 pm so I showed Parsen to the guest bedroom. Without responding he looked around, then shut the door in my face. Rude. I decided to go to bed too. I changed into my pajamas then climbed into bed.

   I heard a rustling noise outside of my room. I thought it was nothing so I went back to bed. I drifted off to sleep then woke up again about 30 minutes later. I saw Parsen standing over me with a knife in his hand.

   "Parsen, what are you doing?!" I asked too scared to move. He started laughing. "I am going to ruin your life, Gracie." "How are you going to do that?" I asked trying to distract him from the knife in his hand. Just then he looked at me and realized he was in love with me. I could see it in his eyes.

   "I'm not. My plan backfired. I'm in love with you." Parsen said with no shame. "Lol you crazy." I said laughing. "Btw my name is Pepe not Gracie." Parsen looked confused. I grabbed the knife out of his hand. Parsen fell to the floor on his back in shock. Perfect position I thought to myself.

   Without any regrets I stabbed his stomach. I am going to take this baby out. I cut his stomach in the shape of a circle. Parsen passed out (I think). I removed the circular lump of stomach and placed it on my floor.

   I saw his fetus. It was black. He had an Afro with a comb stuck in his hair. Impressive, it looked just like A. I grabbed the baby out of him. I used the knife to cut the umbilical cord. The baby started crying. Parsen woke up from his state.

   "My baby!" Screamed Parsen. Instead of saying anything I smiled widely holding his baby in one hand and the knife in my other. Parsen started crying. I laughed at him. I needed this baby gone. I called bionic jungleworm and sold the baby to her.

   She grabbed the baby and named him conchobar. She then drove off trying to take off her fake baby bump as she was driving. I hoped she didn't notice the bomb I strapped to conchobar. I pushed the red button on the remote and boom. Bionic jungleworm and conchobar blew up. Their burned bodies flew onto the road. I didn't have much dinner so I decided to get some ketchup and eat them. They were a little too cooked for my liking but it's better than nothing.

   I went back inside after eating their bodies off the road. Parsen was crying and slowly bleeding out. Oh no. He isn't supposed to die this way. "Parsen! You need help. Let me take you to the hospital." Parsen nodded. He had a lump taken out of him and was bleeding like a fountain. He let me carry him to my car. He bled out so much that it felt like he lost about 50 pounds. I hoped this was true.

   I threw him into the trunk of my car. He had no idea what was happening so he went with it. I didn't shut the trunk on purpose. It was necessary to my plan that this wasn't closed. I drove to a truck stop. I went inside and informed the others that it was game time. All twenty of the truckers came outside following me. They got into their semi trucks and started the engines.

   I turned my car on and pushed the pedal (heavy metal show me you care). I was going about 85 miles an hour. Then I went over the speed bump. Parsen flew out of the back. Then one by one the truckers ran him over. Parsen was officially dead.
  
   The end.