Bloody Hell

Chapter Bloody 10

As soon as the words left my mouth, the anger in my brain increased, making me want to noscope everything within a one mile radius.

There Anferknee was, sitting on some random couch in an empty room, not even looking like he was considering opening his front door for me. But that wasn't the worst part.

Right beside him, with her hand on his shoulder and not doing anything else, was bloody Baechel. God, I hated her more than life.

He was cheating on me and with her of all people! My bloody rival!

"IM PREGNANT YOU FOOL!" I screamed into his ear as I walked up to him.

He looked at me after I said that, with a confused look on his face. I didn't know why he was confused, but I didn't care.

I grabbed Baechel's hair and pulled it as hard as I could, making sure a whole patch of it ripped out of her skull. She started screaming at me, so I started screaming back.

Her hand came up to try and slap me or something, but because of the mlg I possessed, I ducked and pushed her into the wall. Her head smacked into it with a brutal bloody force, making her go unconscious and slump to the floor.

I looked over to Anferknee who was sobbing in the corner. What the hell?

"Mate, what the bloody hell is wrong with you?" I said, getting annoyed.

"I don't know, I just feel really sad," he whispered, looking defeated.

Was he on his bloody time of the month or something?

I walked out of his house, not even caring anymore, and onto the street.

Deciding to cross the road so I could get home, I went over to the zebra crossing.

Not looking to see if cars were coming because I lived the dangerous life, I started walking across. Out of nowhere, the biggest truck anyone had ever seen in their lives sped down the road being driven by some purple skinned, purple haired, purple clothed girl with a great smile. It was the local drunk, Belpy bloody Towel.

Jesus Christ.