Stephen's POV
I got down from the top bunk and started to shake Brian gently. Surprisingly as soon as he touched him he awoke. "What," He muttered still half asleep. "Come on I got paint from the arts and crafts shit box," I told him. He blinked being very, very confused. "We're gonna paint a pretty picture." I said, he sat up and smiled. I loved being mischievous at times even if I got in trouble. He snuck out of our half crowded cabin. We went to the cafeteria, all of the chairs were stacked on the tables. Me and Brian pushed the tables to the wall. I told him we were gonna paint a pentagram and we did it. It took at least 3 damn hours. Once we were done we didn't put the tables back where they originally were. I was so tired yet wide awake at the same time. We made our way to the church part of the camp and tore the pages out of every Bible.
~time skip to breakfast~
Me and Brian yawned as we made our way to the cafeteria for breakfast. Everyone was outside panicking. "Wow. We caused this?" I whispered to Brian and he gave me a nod. I saw a glimpse of something red on Brian's hand then looked at mine. "Uh Brian," I said in a worried tone. He looked at me. "Look at your hand.." I said. "Crap!" He yelled as he looked to see red paint on his hands. We hid our hands and put innocent looks on our faces.
Brian's POV
"We're so dead." I said as Mrs.Green walked towards both. She studied our faces. "Why do you two look so tired?" She asked. Her breath smelled like cigarettes and wine. I closed my eyes tightly and prayed to whatever God that was real for the woman to go away. "Answer me!" She yelled and slapped Stephen. A bunch of laughing arouse. I decided to spoke up "We were reading our Bibles all night." I lied with my eyes still closed. My damn arm started to itch from the spider bite. "Let me see your hands the both of you," I opened my eyes slightly. "Show me your hands everyone else did!" She was starting loose her patience with me and Stephen. I swallowed hard and presented my hands to her just like Stephen. "You'll know how Jesus felt when he was crucified but you won't die but you will starve until we decide when to let you down." Mrs.Green said. I wanted to say "I rather die instead of be here." But they'd probably let me die if I never meant it.
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The Spooky Kids (Marilyn Manson Fanfiction)
RastgeleA Christian Camp, what could be better than being abused because you sinned or just because you don't care about Christ at all? Brian Hugh Warner (Marilyn Manson) meets a few kids that will later become apart of his band. Brian's the leader of the p...
