Short Chapter I guess.

Chasity's POV-

I was eating chips and guacamole on the bed because I was hungry and my brothers were taking so long packing their bags.

Stefan was— I honestly have no idea where but I'm cooler than him if y'all didn't know.

I just realized that my life would be a great book, I mean I'm cool and HOLY MOTHER FUCKING FUCKERS

(Following stuff about chili in eyes is based on true events that happened to me this morning)

KILL ME KNOW!

SHOOT ME!

I FUCKING RUBBED FUCKING CHILI IN DAMN EYES.

IT BURNS!

FUCK ME!

I CAN'T.

FUCKING GUACAMOLE!

I CAN'T DO THIS SHIT ANYMORE!

AND DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT I NEED A THERAPIST!

MY EYES WERE BURNING!

THEY WERE SWEATING!

BUT NOW I'M THINKING ABOUT SEX!

WHAT THE FUCK!

TACOS!

FUCK I NEED TO RINSE OUT MY EYES!

I couldn't see so I had to crawl to the bathroom.

"Hey, my love," Stefan said and I pushed him down the stairs.

"Can't talk bitch, busy dying," I told him running to the bathroom.

(Make sure you don't accidentally say that in front of your mom or you'll get your ass beat. From experience)

I rinsed out my eyes as they started sweating.

FOR FUCK'S SAKE!

CAN'T TAKE YOU ANYWHERE EMILY 🤪

anyways i fainted on the sink

tea.

IM NOT PREGNANT THO SO DON'T EVEN BREATHE.

I woke up and I was in some car.

Ooh, am I getting kidnapped again?

I looked up and saw oh I am getting kidnapped.

Weird.

Interesting.

Hmm...more fancy words that I can use in my English essay.

"Hey besties, where are we going road tripping?" I asked and I realized that I was tied up.

The only person who I want to tie me up is fuck me.

My eyes were starting to burn again.

Fuck not you again.

Chili verses Chasity.

Round 2.

My eyes starting sweating again.

Great.

"Oh look she's crying." Some dude in some uggo mask said.

"Oh hey where did you get your mask from I need one for Halloween? Also, what's the wifi password? Oh and umm if I became a squirrel would you unkidnap me because apparently, I am the only person who thinks like that. I tell my brothers my thinking all the time but they think I'm crack and like yea, I was on heroin like once in my life but not really because I honestly don't remember. I just remembered eating food and running naked down a subway. I don't even remember much to be honest but anyway what was I saying?" I asked and they slapped me.

I passed out again.

So why didn't they answer my question?

rude.

Oh say can you see- bitch no I can not.

(A/N- I had an eventful week or whatever 🙈🙉🙈)