I was so excited. I fellowed Dean wandering if we where going 2 do it again. We went outside and then we went into Dean's black Impala.
"Ebony what the fuck did Missorie say." whispered Dean potting his gothic whit hand with bvlak nail polish on mine.
"She said she would tell me what the visions meant torromow." 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 fly the car into a tree. We went to the top of it. Dean put on some MCR.
"And all the things that you never ever told me And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me." sang Gerard's sexy voice. We started tiling of each other's cloves fevently. He took of my blak thong and my black leather bar. I took of his black boxers. Then... he put his trobbing you-know-what in my tool sexily.
"OMFG Dean Dean!" I screamed having an orgism. We stated frenching passively. Suddenly... I fell asleep. I started having a dream. In it a Gordan Walker was shooting two goffik men with long black hair.
"No! Please don't fucking kill us!1" they pleaded but he just kept shooting them. He ran away in a red mustange.
"No! Oh my fucking god!11" I shouted in a scared voice.
"Ebony what's wrong?" Dean asked me as I woke up opening my icy blue eyes.
I started to cry and tears of blood went down my face. I told Dean to call Lucifer. He did it with his blak Likin Park mobile. Butt the worst thing was who the ppl who were shot in the dream where... Bobby and Alister!111