Donuts

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: January 05, 2017

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It was a warm sunny day, the leaves were blowing and the birds were chirping. Two young adults named Bryce and Justin were inside playing Call of Duty.

“Shit I’m hungry” said Justin as his stomach started to rumble.

“Let’s go get some donuts then” Bryce said.

Bryce is a white boy from a small town in Iowa. He likes to break the law, and live on the edge. He is the type of guy who won’t let anyone talk down to him.

“Let's go!” said Justin.

Justin on the other hand is a laid back guy. He doesn’t have any extreme views or anything. Justin is the type of guy who just goes with the flow. He doesn’t have a job, and he sits around all day. He more of a follower than a leader, so he follows Bryce around a lot. Bryce and Justin get in the car. They race off to the donut shop. Inside they encounter two police officers having their morning coffee.

Look at these bitches, thought Bryce.

“Good morning sir” said the sheriff.

“Get the fuck out of my way pig” Bryce said.

The sheriff dropped his coffee, and gave Bryce a terrifying stare. You could see the vein popping out of his forehead.

“You’re gonna regret this you little fuck”

“You’re a joke” said Bryce laughing.

“You are a little shit head” Said the sheriff.

“Dumbass cop” Justin said.

“Shut the fuck up you fat ugly piece of shit” Said the cops partner.

You could feel the tension in air, as the employees were frozen still watching the scene. You could see the sweat start to beat down the sheriffs head. Bryce and Justin grab their donuts, and walk the register. The officers are staring them down intensely.

“Give me your donuts!!” Screamed the sheriff.

As they leave Justin turns around and flips them off.

“Fuck that little prick” The sheriff said to his partner.

They run outside, and jump in the car. Speeding off after them.

 

“BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG” The door was being pounded on.

“Open the fucking door!” Yelled the sheriff.

“Quick! Hide it behind the sofa!” Yelled Justin.

Bryce quickly grabbed his box of donuts, and tossed it behind the couch.

“There are cops at the door!” Justin said nervously.

“It’s okay Justin, we aren’t doing anything illegal. Bryce said.

“Why are the here then?”

“They probably smell the donuts. You know cops are always after the donuts. Said Bryce.

Suddenly, the door comes crashing down.

“WHERE ARE THE FUCKING DONUTS!!” The cop screams.

The sheriff pistol whips the fuck out of Justin, and sends him flying across the room.

“HEY YOU CAN'T DO THAT!” Screamed Bryce.

“What are you gonna do about it, bitch?” the sheriff says as he cocks the gun, and presses it against Bryce's head.

“You won’t do it” Bryce says.

The sheriff pulls the trigger, and blasts Bryce’s brains all over the floor.
“That’s what you get for being a piece of shit”

There was a long pause. With the sound of the gunshot ringing in the air. Everyone in the room was frozen still. Justin was laying there with a bloody mouth, and a look of terror in his eyes. All he could see was red. The cop's partner was standing there in shock. The sheriff had an evil grin across his face.

“Why the fuck did you do that!!” Screamed his partner.

“I was teaching him a lesson.”

“We need to get out of here!” He screamed.

The cops run out of the house, and speed off. Justin was still laying there, not knowing what the hell just happened.

What am I supposed to do now. His ears were stilling ringing from the blast of the gunshot.

Justin got up, and wiped the blood away from his face. Only to realize that the sheriff was so concerned about teaching Bryce a lesson, that he forgot the box of donuts that he wanted so badly.

Justin picked up his phone and dialed 911.

“911 what is your emergency?” asked the operator.

“I need to speak with the sheriff immediately” said Justin.

“Okay, I’ll transfer you.”

“Hello” said the sheriff.

“You forgot your donuts fucker.” said Justin.

There was about 15 seconds of silence before the phone abruptly hung up.

“What was that?” asked the cops partner.

“That fucking kid, I knew I should’ve killed them both.” said the sheriff.

“You are not going back there!” Screamed his partner.

“Try and stop me”

The partner grabbed the wheel, but before he could do anything the sheriff had his gun pointed at his head.

“You won’t do it.”

The sheriff pulled the trigger and killed his partner. Then proceeded to drive back to the house. Justin ran to the kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife he could find. He then hid behind the couch, and waited. A few minutes later the door swung open, and Justin pounced on the sheriff stabbing him multiple times in the face.

That’s what he gets for being a dick, Justin thought.

Justin thinking fast grabbed the bodies, and threw them in the back of the cop car. He then drove to a river near his house.

This will do the trick, he thought dumping all three the bodies in the river, and watching the water take them away.

Then he grabbed a match, and tossed it in the gas tank of the police car.

“BOOM!!” the cop car exploded and burst into flames.

Justin walked to his house, and had a very peaceful night eating donuts.

 

No one ever found out exactly what happened that day. Due to the quick thinking of Justin. He went on to live a below average life, working a minimum wage job, and spending most of his free time in his basement by himself playing Call of Duty.


The End.


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