Bloody Hell

Chapter Bloody 17

"Right that's it, I'll noscope you into next year you bloody scrub," I yelled at Baechel's face.

I was just about to bash her up for beating me in the mlg competition.

~~~~~ONE WEEK BEFORE~~~~~~

I woke up from that bloody car crash to see that R'atalie had died. Oh well.

I thought it was worth it considering that game of LSA was hecticly great.

When I attended her funeral, I made a speech about how much I never liked her, making everyone cry some more.

I dumped a packet of Doritos all over her body and some Mountain Dew, because the coffin was open. It made her look so much better.

I even made a little rap about her. It went like this:
R'atalie was really annoying,
She was like so roying.
That didn't even rhyme well,
Does it look like on that I dwell.
Hated her since day one,
Can't even make a bloody good pun.
I'm glad she died,
My hate for her I no longer hide.
Wot get rekt mates you all suck.

I walked out of there like a legend after that, with everyone clapping. They all agreed with me, so it seems no one ever really liked her. Go figure.

I just continued on with life after that.

~~~BACK TO PRESENT TIME~~~

"You can't touch me, only I can touch me!" Baechel replied back with.

God, she's so bloody stupid.

I quickly grabbed my rifle and just whacked her in the face with it.

She probably went unconscious, but I don't care or know as I just walked out of there like I did at R'atalie's funeral. Like a legend.