Bloody Hell

Chapter Bloody 8

Anferknee quickly caught up to me and grabbed my arm, with his beer belly smacking into my back and almost knocking me over.

"Wot?" I spat at him, turning around and making sure my spit reached all of his face and bald head.

He ignored me, dragging me along the hallway and out the school doors. We were now in the McDonalds car park.

He kept dragging me, making my arm dislocate, but it didn't seem like he cared. I didn't really either because I was too curious about where we were going.

Eventually we reached his car, where he let go of my arm and I popped it back into place. MaZe Clan skill.

He opened his and my door, shoving me in and making my head hit the roof.

"Right so, I'm guessing from that slap, you love me already?" He asked me.

"Yeah, why not," I said back, becoming a bit bored. Even though I'm 15, not legal and have no idea what's happening, who cares. I do what I want.

We drove to some dumpy motel that had cockroaches running in the beds and walls covered in what looked like faeces.

It was so bloody romantic, it brought tears to my eyes.