The End ~An Achievement Hunter Love Story

The Four Sick Psychos

Warning, this chapter is vile and disturbing! I'm not hating on anyone I love everyone at Roosterteeth! Just trying to put a freaky twist on this story! I regret nothing >.<
Enjoy!
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"W-what the hell?! I swear I'm going to break your fucking nose!" I screamed and banged on the fence. "I wouldn't advise you to do that." He responded. "And why not? I can take you down easy!" I said and spit at his feet. "Well, it's hard to take down four guys at once." He smirked. "What do you mean?" I asked. He stepped away from a doorway and three guys entered. "Burnie, Joel, and Matt." He introduced each of them. "Pleasure to meet you... Uh what is your name?" Burnie asked. "It's Mrs. I'm-going-to-fucking-murder-you-guys." I snapped at them. "Someone's a little fiesty, huh?" Matt said "I like em fiesty." My jaw dropped "What the fuck is wrong with you sick freaks?" They all chuckled an Joel said softly "It's been a while since a pretty ad young girl has passed by." My eyes widened as I slowly stepped back. My back pressed up against the wall as I started to panic. "Are you guys fucking molesters?! You guys are insane!" I said. "Well, we're all mad here." Joel smirked. Oh fuck. Crazy molesters, didn't expect that in a zombie apocalypse. They all stared at me, creepily and Burnie said "Get the table." All the guys stepped back as Gus pressed a button and a table came out of the floor. Matt went to open the door while Joel stood, ready to grab me. The door swung open and I let out all my rage. I lunged towards Joel and tackled him. He immediately pinned me and grabbed my arms. My legs flailed and I aimed towards his balls. I rammed my foot there and he screamed. "Fucking bitch, she won't keep still!" Matt ran over and helped pick me up. They threw me onto the table and strapped my hands and feet down. "FUCKING CRAZY!" I screamed at them. "Crazy, no! Mad? Totally." Gus said and they all laughed hysterically. They started to play with my shirt and I couldn't do anything. "GET OFF ME YOU FUCKING ANIMALS!" I screamed and tried to escape. "Calm down, beautiful." Joel said and it sent chills down my spine "we haven't even gotten started yet..." I screamed. "Someone shut her up!" Burnie yelled. Joel leaned down and smashed his lips on my screaming lips. Which caused me to make muffled screams. They pulled off my shirt, revealing my blue sports bra underneath. Joel didn't stop kissing me, and God I wished I could punch him in the face. Cold hands ran along. My sides and I squirmed crazily. The hands travelled to the brim of my shorts and I fucking flipped out. Joel pulled away from me and I immediately screamed "GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!" There was a silence and the guys stopped. A faint knock was coming from the other room. "Oh! We have visitors! Chris must've brought back some." Burnie exclaimed and giddily walked to the door. I listened and heard "Who are you?" BANG. Matt jumped up "What the fuck was that?" "Skylar?!" I heard someone yell and I felt relief rush through me. "IN HERE!" I yelled. For some reason I started crying like crazy. Matt and Gus rushed towards the door to the room we were in and shut it. They locked it and grabbed their guns. A loud bang came from the door. Followed by another. And another. The last bang broke down the door and I saw Ray and Michael rush in. "What the fuck?! Sky?" Ray looked at me in confusion. Gus got up and rushed to my side. He held the gun to my head. "One move and I will-" BANG. Gus fell down, dead. Michael then shot Matt while Ray untied me. "Wait I got this last one." I said shakily and walked towards Joel. I punched him square in the face and he held his now bloody nose. "Who the hell are you anyways?" Joel whimpered. I pulled out the AR-15 and loaded it "The name is Skylar Rose, you sick fuck." I cocked the gun and put it to his head. My finger lingered the trigger and pulled. The bullet shot through that sick bastard's skull as his head shot out blood. The tears returned to my eyes as I collapsed to the floor. Michael and Ray went to my side "What the hell happened?! And where's your shirt?" I pointed to my shirt that was on the floor and Michael grabbed it. "I-I was almost f-fucking raped. By four sick freaks."
The two held onto me like their life depended on it. Ray kissed my forehead as I continued to cry harder.
He whispered to me "Shh, everything is alright now."



God, oh how I wish that was true.
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