Video Games [Kellic]

Chapter 4

Matty's coming over tonight to help beat Dickturd's ass once and for all.

Mom's out tonight, so I don't have to worry about sneaking Matty through the window again.

He doesn't know that my mom's the way she is, I just say she's too strict to allow friends over.

"Hey Matty, you ready to kick this guys ass?" I ask, as Matty pulls his controller and headset out of his bag, grinning.

"Of course I am, has he got another player?"

"I don't know man." I shrug, turning my xbox on and jumping on my bed, grabbing my headset and controller off my bedside table.

I plug my headset into my controller and place my headset on my head comfortably, positioning my microphone by my mouth, Matty doing the same.

I click on xXx_GETREKT_xXx and invite him to a party, hearing Matty snicker at his name.

"What's up Darling?" He taunts, Matty laughing at the nickname.

"Shut up Matty, hey Dickturd." Matty snorts and signs himself in on my xbox, joining the party and introducing himself.

"Are we playing a match with Matty?" Dickturd asks.

"Yeah, we were going to do 2 v 2, unless you can't get another player."

"Nah, hang on." I hear some weird muffled sounds and voices, before his voice plays through my headset again.

"My brothers up for it."

"Awh, how old is he? Seven?" I tease, causing him to chuckle.

"Trust me, he acts like a seven year old." He admits, before I heard a small 'ow' coming from his lips.

"I am not a seven year old, nor do I act like one." A new voice states, likely being his brother.

"Ay, Michael. Eso dolió. Creo que me diste conmoción cerebral." Dickturd whined, non of his words making any sense to me what so ever.

"Cállate y crecer un par. Vamos a acabar con esto , ¿no?" His brother, who may or may not be called Michael, replied.

" Lo que sea, idiota" He muttered under his breath. "Let's just get on with this, yeah?" He continued, this time directing his words to us. English. Much more understandable.

"Yeah, lets do that." I agree, moving around to get into a more comfortable position. We then moved onto choosing a map and things before loading up. I quickly move the mic away from my mouth as the map loaded.

"Whatever happens, we keep each others backs. His brother doesn't matter so much, but he does. We have to beat him okay?"

"Okay" Matty agrees.

I think put the mic back into place, waiting for that match to start.

Me and Matty run opposite ways, both running towards each end of the map, we keep to the outskirts, as that's the best manoeuvre.

I find Michael running across the map and I shoot at him, getting a 'long shot' medal appear on the screen.

"¿Qué mierda fue eso?" Michael mutters through the mic, causing me to laugh even though I have no clue what he said.

"Speak English you ass!" Dickturd grumbles, killing Matty from across the map, what the fuck?

"What the fuck man!" Matty shouts, grinding his teeth slightly.

I hear Dickturd laugh through the mic and I shush him, no one laughs at my friends.

"No Darling, you shush." He mutters, muttering profanities as Michael friendly fires him.

"¿Qué mierda fue eso?" Dickturd repeats what his brother said earlier and now I'm really curious at what language they're speaking.

I pull my mic away from my mouth while they bicker and tap Matty's shoulder.

"What dude?" He asks, still concentrating on the screen.

"Do you know what language that is?"

"I don't know man, Spanish maybe?" He states before putting his full focus on the TV.

I huff and put the mic back by my mouth, listening to Dickturd's and Michaels conversation.

"Cariño ¿eh? Usted ocultando algo de mí hermano?" Michael asked, confusing the fuck out of me once more.

"Cállate Michael ! Él ni siquiera sabe que estoy en ustedes." Dickturd states harshly, still confusing me as I kill him from behind.

We play for a good while. Each of us got a gold amount of kills, but many deaths join that number.

Soon it was over.

I let out a long breath, waiting for the scores to come in. That's when I saw it.

We won.

"Oh my fuck!" I yell, throwing my controlled backwards onto the bed and taking off my headset before running around the room, cheering like some kind of mad man. Matty chuckled at my foolish ways, before looking back to the screen.

_GOFCUKYOURSELF_- (Michael)

Death count: 10

Kill count: 28

He did the worst out of all of us

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-WeirdoMonkeyBalls- (Matty)

Death count: 10

Kill count: 31

He did good. I'm proud of my little Ginger motherfucker.

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Xx_MCRTRASH_xX

Death count: 7

Kill count: 40

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xXx_GETREKT_xXx

Death count: 6

Kill count: 41

So close.

So.Fucking.Close.

"GODDAMNIT!" I yell, falling backwards onto my bed. I rub my hands over my face before running my hands through my luscious hair. I give myself a moment, staring up at the ceiling.

I can't believe I can second again. I don't care that me and Matty won all together. That didn't Matter. Dickturd still beat me. Fucking asshole, with his fucking brother and his fucking Spanish speaking shit. Was it even Spanish? He was probably faking it. Everything about him was probably fake. He was fake. He was Mr. FakeAssholeCamperGuy.

"Fucking bullshit! I bet you fucking hacked! Its people like you that ruin games for everyone else! You're such an ass!" I rant, breathing heavily.

"You know what fuck you! If I have to continue to beat your prissy ass at this fucking game to get it through your thick skull that you suck ass so be it! I don't fucking hack this game you ass! It would be very hypocritical of me to rant about hackers and hack myself, you dick." Vic retorts, his brother saying some weird Spanish shit in the background.

"Alright Kell, time to calm it down." Matty tells me, pulling my headset off my head and turning my xbox off.

I'm breathing heavily and I've come to a conclusion, I'm going to be the shit out of this kid if I ever find out who he is.

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We used Google Translate for the Spanish.... Sorry if it's inaccurate. -Rachel

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