Chapter 18 "Bruh, srsly?"

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First lets talk about something. Swatting. I fucking hate it! I want this to change. Kootra was swatted. I was so upset. Whiteboy was too. He was caught with drugs too. I hate people who think videogames are real life. If you have swatted someone, please go die in a fucking hole then suck a dick in Hell. That is all.

Mitch's POV

I just sat down in my car bleeding out. I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die right now(must explain why he was shot in the penis). "You're a maniac!" I yelled at Kyle. "I didn't try to run someone over, I shot you in the dick not intending to kill you." He smartassed me.  I faced the facts. I did try to kill him. I just buried my head on my wheel. I was feeling better. I also did masturbate in his bed. I messed up. I caused ALL of this. "Kyle...I really am sorry this time." I confessed. "Prove it." He stubbornly told me. I got up. That Officer Dickless is no joke. I pushed my car out the wall. When I was done I started fixing the wall.

Kyle's POV

I just couldn't look at this. "Stop." I told Mitch. "Look, dude, I really don't know." I told him. "I'm sorry for everything I've done and said." He told me. This was tough. I couldn't deal with this stress. I just gave in. "Okay man I'll give you ONE more chance." I told him. "I won't let you down, dude!" He said. You better not.

I'm done now.

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