Author's note: Sorry for the long hiatus, RL + working over details of this adaptation got in the way!
CHAPTER 25
I was so excited. I fellowed Scar wandering if we where going 2 do it again. We went outside and then we went into Scar's old lada.
"Strelok what the fuck did Uncle Yarg say." whispered Scar potting his gothic whit hand with bvlak nail polish on mine.
"He said he would tell me what the visions meant tomorrow." I grumbled in a sexy voice. He took out a heroin cabaret and spiked it, and gave it to me to spork. He started to drive the car into a tree. We went under is shadow. Scar put on some Hardbass School.
"Секс, квас, хардбас
Купчага - Парнас,
Долби хб Москва" the song went on sexily. We started tiling of each other's cloves fervently. He took of my blak thing and my black leather bar. I took of his black boxers. Then… he put his trobbing you-know-what in my tool sexily.
"OMFG Scar Scar!" I screamed having an orgism. We stated frenching passively. Suddenly… I fell asleep. I started having a dream. In it a black guy was shooting two goffik men with balding black hair.
"No! Please don't fucking kill us!1" they pleaded but he just kept shooting them. He ran away in a rusted car.
"No! Oh my fucking god!11" I shouted in a scared voice.
"Streloke what's wrong?" Scar asked me as I woke up opening my icy dark eyes.
I started to cry and tears of blood went down my face. I told Scar to call Bloodsucker. He did it with his blak PDA. Butt the worst thing was who the ppl who were shot in the dream where… Lebedav and Voronim!111