The Spooky Kids (Marilyn Manson Fanfiction)

Hangovers and not so gentlemen

Back at the camp with Stephen and the additional Bradley. Bradley's parents agreed on sending him there since the Greens said they would "pay them". Stephen had a major head and so did Bradley, they weren't allowed near each other which was annoying to Brad. Bradley wanted to be near his kitty. Stephen didn't really care that they were separated. The sunlight hurt their eyes. "Another day here and I thought I was never going to come back," Stephen said and kicked a rock. He sighed when he saw Bradley making his way over to him only to get tackled halfway. "What now?" Stephen folded his arms. "How's my kitty today?" Bradley said when he got pulled up to his feet. Stephen walked away and when he was far enough they let go of Brad. "Spoiled sport." Bradley mumbled. Stephen when to his bunk and laid down. "Stupid Brad." Stephen growled and turned his back to the other bunk. He dosed off, he was asleep like a rock. The girls he had thrown his food at were giggling outside. Their boyfriends had went in and grabbed Stephen which woke him up slightly. Bradley was around the corner with an eyebrow cocked. He covered his mouth when the girls had followed the camp bullies of Christ dragging his kitty with them. He decided to follow them into the quiet part of the camp. Nobody noticed Bradley. They tied Stephen to a tree and thrown expired food at him.
Bradley felt sick. He needed to vomit it was a symptom of a hangover. But instead of listening to his body he tried to swallow it. He couldn't keep it down. He puked in the direction of the boys and girls. Everyone stopped doing what they were doing and focused their eyes on Brad who wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "What the fuck are you staring at?" Bradley said and made an annoyed face. "Looks like we got a princess." One of the jerks said. Bradley flipped them off then pulled down his pants to Moon their whores. Bradley ran immediately as soon as one of them was about to grab him. He left Stephen alone tied up with the bratty girls with crucifix crosses. Bradley was being chased around the camp. No one caught him though he was too fast. They chased Brad for at least a hour before getting tired.