Beyblade Burst Years And Years

F*ck off

Ky's POV:
"Come on babe, lets drink one more shot? Please~?" Asked Liz.

This annoying b*tch...

I was already dizzy enough, and the booming music in the back ground certainly doesn't help.

And to make thing worse...this girl is my girlfriend.

She tugged my T-shirt, wait no. She yanked it non-stop.

"STOP IT ALREADY, LIZ! If i drink it, will you stop bothering?!" I screamed and asked, leaning a bit closer ti her.

"Haha! Love it when you pull my hair.." she admitted, giggling a bit.

"Tch! What? You want me to?" I asked.

She stopped dead in her tracks and gave me glare.

"Oh please. It was just an expression, besides, you'll probably destroy it.." she responded, sighing and backing away.

I groaned in response.

I just watched as the two strippers with one pole each, did there little dances, showing their a** right in our view!

How are people suppose to f*cken drink when their practically trying to stoo themselves from gagging?!

I looked away in discomfort.

Though..something else could be fun.

I almost smirked at the thought of it. But no.

I reached for my right pocket that was on my jeans.

But this damn girl...this F*CKEN DAMN GIRL!

I was silently reaching for it, half way exiting it out, she yanked my collar again, making me almost choke, and losing the grip of my gun.

I pulled away fast to catch some air and spot my trusty weapon.

Not to far away, it slid across the floor, smoothly.

"What'd you-"

I know people shouldn't do this to there girlfriend but im pissed.

I grabbed her face, literally, and sent her flying on the stage with the strippers.

Tch! Can't f*cken stand her voice.

Everyone backed away from me in shock.

Thats more like it...

Yeah, i was suppose to be a good guy but sometimes, thing really trigger me.

"M..my face! You put a scar on my face!" She accused.

I sighed.

"Damn brat. Your lucky you dont have this mess. So feel graditude" i suggested, rolling up my jeans.

Those were scars form my last or previous or late fights.

I rolled it back down after ten seconds or so, and grabbed my gun.

Everyone stood there shocked about the weapon that just laid there, without any sightings. I felt alot of attention, which was bound to happen anyways.

I picked it up and looked around it.

"Tch..dust" i cringed as i blew it away.

With that, i left my girlfriend crying and people standing.