Chapter 11

36 1 0
                                    

This chapter gets raunchy but my friend said it was funny, so why the fuck not!!! Enjoy the chapter.

No one POV:

"Ready,"

Dun dun.

"Set,"

Dun dun.

"Eat!"

Dun dun daaa

On Hannah's cue, Briar and I both shove a crumpled wad of paper in our mouths.

Don't choke you pussy. Don't choke! Swallow!

When I hear choking, I look up to see Briar's face turning blue.

I smirk in triumph, finally able to accumulate enough saliva and swallow the paper. I through my hands up in victory while Hannah himlicks Briar to get the paper out.

Why are we eating paper, you ask?

Flashback:

"I dare you to eat a piece of paper, crumpled up." Briar stares straight at my face. I look over at our guest, Hannah.

"Your a fucking idiot!" She laughs.

"Fine." I say. Hannah gets up and heads off to the kitchen. She comes back with 2 pieces of computer, and hands one to both of us.

"Let's start then," she says as we crumple the papers up into balls.

"May the best man win." I say. He smirks at me.

Flashback end:

"I knew you would choke!" I erupt into a fit of giggles. Briar is gulping air into his abused windpipe. He flips me the bird and takes the water that Hannah gives him. I giggle again.

"Fuck you."

"Maybe in a few months." I giggle.

He flushes a bright shade of red. "You suck." He mumbled.

"And you swallow." I shoot back. He shuts up after that.

"So Andrew, you still going tonight?" I hear Hannah ask. I nod.

"Yeah but I don't know what to wear, though." I say solemnly.

"I'm sure you will find something." She waves me off. I flip her off and she laughs. I smirk at her.

"I wouldn't be so mean, Hannah." I say innocently, grabbing my phone. I showed her the picture of her and Abram in an intense lip lock that I walked in on earlier. She gasps and makes a grab for my phone. I laugh and snatch it back.

"I'm gonna go out and say you don't want anyone to know yet?" She nods, still trying to get me phone. "They I suggest you be nice. No using heads for serving practice, no trying to kill anyone." She looks down cast at the 'don't kill anyone' so I add in," but you can maim, and possible break. But no deliberately trying to kill someone unless it's necessary." She nods again, a little happier.

"Can I use your bathroom?"

"Go ahead." I say watching her walk off. We are stuck in silence until she gets back.

"Well, I'm gonna go. See you tonight." She says heading for the door. I get up and follow her so I can lock it behind her.

"See ya!" I yell before she disappears down the stairs. I close the door and lock it, and make my way back to the living room.

"Andrew!!" I jump and run toward the bathroom. I stop when I reach the door, disgusted.

"What kind of sick joke is this!"

I look at the bathroom in barely masked disgust. Written on the walls was the word 'Hannah' in some red substance. I look at the sink. The word 'bitch' is written in all caps on the mirror.

I look lower and swallow, trying not to hurl. The sink is covered in bloody tampons!

"That stupid bitch!" Briar yells and I just nod, trying to comprehend what I am seeing.

"Hannah!!!!!"

College experience Where stories live. Discover now