"Beer me!" Orc bellowed across the house.
"Orc man you sure you wanna drink that much? That will be your sixth one in the last hour!" Howard tried reasoning with the gravel covered monster, but it wasnt working to well.
"I said beer me!" Orc screamed, not caring if he woke up the whole FAYZ.
Orc guzzled down another one, beer trickling down his face.
All he wanted to do was forget. Forget the FAYZ. Forget the cyotes. Forget her.
Bette. Bouncing Bette everyone called her because she was so happy all the time. He took that all away from her. Took away her happiness, took away her future, took away her life. He closed is eyes and tried to lose conscienceness, but in all honesty he was just hoping he would die. Every time he closed his eyes he saw her. Saw the blood gushing down her face, blending in with her red hair. Felt his hands come in contact with her face. The sound the of the bat hitting her over and over and over again. For the rest of his life he going to see her face. Every single day he was going to have to hear her screams inside his head. He deserved it. He deserved the pain, the tourture of remembering what he did to her for the rest of his life. And when he died, he would go to hell and have to relive it every single day there too. Thats where he belongs, its what he deserves.
"Beer me!" Orc yelled again, and this time Howard didnt even try reasoning with him.
All he wanted to do was die, thats all he wanted to do.