Brian's POV
I was sent to an Christian Camp by my parents, I fucking hated the way everyone abuse me. I mean why me? I wanted to get out! And I am going to find a way out. I put a piece of mint gum into my mouth and chewed secretively. "Today's dinner will be Rotisserie Chicken, Macaroni, Lasagna, leftover Cake from last week, and Cheeseburgers." Said an announcement from the loudest speaker at the camp.
I wish I wasn't so damn lonely. "Brian Warner." A deep voice said. "What?! Can't you see I'm busy?" I was ticked off, you should never talk to these people with an attitude. "I can see that you're just laying in your bunk not doing anything." The man said pulling out his bible from his bag, he began to read it. I rolled my eyes and groaned. I had enough of this shit. "Shut the fuck up!" I yelled. I've felt so much better.
"Brian Hugh Warner! Language! That's an strike!" He said pulling out an notebook patting himself for a pen. "Because I spoke my damn mind asshole?" I continued. "Because you work at this shithole?" I took a step closer to him, my adrenaline was rushing. I wanted to hit him so much harder than they hit me but I wasn't as strong. He struck me with the Bible. I held back my tears, the pain was unbearable I couldn't stand it. He continued to beat me mercilessly with the Bible until I was on the ground.
I growled at him, got up and ran towards him. No one else was around. "F...Fuck you asshole!" I spat in his face before hitting him repeatedly until he stopped moving. He just laid there, still breathing but his face was swollen. "Shit what the fuck did I do?!" I whispered to myself. I ran to my bunk and since I was the bottom one I hid under the bed.
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The Spooky Kids (Marilyn Manson Fanfiction)
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