AN: stop flaming ok if u dnot den il tel Clyde 2 bet u up!1111 n il tel al da nredz 2 put vrtuz in ur computer!11111111111 FUK UU!1 kenny fangz for de help!1
I was so excited. I fellowed Kyle wandering if we where going 2 do it again. We went outside and then we went into Kyle's black car.
"Indigo what the fuck did Chef say." whispered Kyle potting his gothic whit hand with bvlak nail polish on mine.
"He said he 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 drive the car into a tree. We went to the top of it. Kyle 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.
"OMFT Kyle Kyle!" 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 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 car.
"No! Oh my fucking log!11" I shouted in a scared voice.
"Indigo what's wrong?" Kyle asked me as I woke up opening my emerald green eyes.
I started to cry and tears of blood went down my face. I told Kyle to call Raven. He did it with his blak Likin Park mobile. Butt the worst thing was who the ppl who were shot in the dream where… Gerold and Rundy!111