The World Will Never Be The Same

chapter 27

Laf's POV
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     "Hercules, I'm getting a divorce." I stormed out of our hotel room, throwing my arms up in frustration.
     "What? Laf, babe, we're still on our honeymoon," he yelled, chasing after me, "I love you, Laf, don't do this."
     "I just can't live with you, I don't love you." I walked out of the hotel and drove away in our rental car, leaving Herc behind forever.

Alex's POV
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     "Herc, what's wrong?" I ask. He was sobbing uncontrollably through the phone.
     "Laf, he-he wants a divorce," he sobbed, making the line go static again.
     "Well, you should've seen that coming," I laughed, leaning back in my chair, "you guys were only in college. Young love never lasts."
     "What is wrong with you guys?" Herc said, now yelling instead of crying, "Laf and I loved each other! You both are acting weird."
     "Look, bud, call me back when you calm down." I hung up and decided I was hungry, so I started to walk into the kitchen.
     It took me a moment to register what was going on. James was sitting on our counter, making out with Thomas. "Thomas, what-"
     Thomas stopped eating James' face for a moment to look at me. "Sorry, Alex, turns out I like James a lot. We're over, bye." He turned back to James and continued their make out session.
     Before I could say anything else, Peggy burst through the door, sporting two pistols.
     "Everyone listen up," she screamed, pointing one of the guns at James and Thomas and the other at me. They were too busy making out to notice, but I stared at Peggy with wide eyes as she continued to talk.
     "I'm sick of being forgotten, so everyone that has forgotten me is going to die! I already took care of Angie and Eliza, now its your guy's turn."
    "Peggy, just calm-" she cut me off by firing her first gun, the bullet going through James' and Thomas' head, killing them both. They slumped over and fell onto the counter.
     Peggy aimed the second pistol at me, cocking it. Suddenly, John burst into the kitchen, breathing heavily.
     "Peggy, stop!" He grabbed the pistols, throwing them across the room.
     "John, you were dead." She stared at him, tears now streaming down her face.
     "I love you," he said, caressing her face. They started violently making out, leaving me standing there, extremely confused.

A/N: APRIL FOOLS. If you didn't notice by now, this is a joke chapter. Hopefully I'll get a real chapter out in a few days, but love you guys BYE!