Chapter 132

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Chasity's POV-

OMG OMG GUYS!

It's the perfect timing.

STEFAN IS MAD!

Not at me though. So this task is going to be difficult.

"I don't give a fuck about what my dad said, he's dead so now you have to listen to me!" He yelled but the only thing I could think about was

ANGRY SEX

ANGRY SEX

Just kidding. I think of more things than that.

I'm hungry.

Tacos?

I walked downstairs and saw Marco Polo eating

a

"SALAD?!" I yelled.

"Yea I made extra. Want some?" He asked.

"Nope, no rabbit food for me." I replied.

"New it. You never eat anything healthy." He said and dipped.

I eat healthily. Yea what is he talking about.

I'll prove it.

I went to the kitchen and froze for a second.

"Hey, Siri. How do I make a salad?" I asked but she left me on read.

"I see how it is." I replied. Bitch.

Okay so umm salad umm stands for Stefan, angry sex, lucky charms, angry sex, and dick.

That's not a salad.

Okay, let's just put vegetables in a bowl and call it a day.

We have lettuce.

I hate tomatoes.

cucumbers.

What other types of vegetables are there.

Onions?

TACOS! Wait no.

Umm food.

Carrot is gross. Fuck you bitch.

We don't umm is hmm.

Yea I'm just gonna put random shit.

Chicken.

chips.

cheerios.

Hot sauce.

ice-cream.

Lucky charms.

Perfect!

I ran upstairs to where Stefan was.

"I MADE A SALAD!" I said and jumped on him.

"I'm on the phone one second." He whispered.

"Cool," I replied and took a bite of my food but then spit it back out.

Disgusting!

Salads are gross.

-17/10 do not recommend.

"For the last fucking time find a way or I'm killing you," Stefan said while smiling at me.

Hot.

NO, HE NEEDS TO BE MAD!

He hung up and turned to me.

"Hi." He said opening his arms.

"You really need to learn how to be jealous," I told him.

"I do get jealous, I just don't take it out on you." He replied.

That's the issue!

I am toxic.

I need to fuel it!

"That seems like a good idea but I hate it," I replied.

I should probably think of another topic.

"So drugs?" I said.

I don't know! We literally already talked about everything. I JUST WANT ANGRY SEX!

"You're thinking about angry sex aren't you?" He asked.

How did he?

"No of course not. You're the one who thinks about angry sex you dirty mother fucker." I replied.

Good save.

He laughed and attacked me in kisses.

"Hey! Hey! Get your paws off of me." I told him and tried rolling away but he started tickling me.

I kicked him with my foot and escaped.

I ran downstairs and saw Ant farm.

"I am taken. I have a manz!" He yelled.

I want TACOS!

(A/N- I made a salad. It was surprisingly good but I will never eat it again.)

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