Gumball: The Mess Novels & Stories

Callie's POV ***WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT. 18+ ONLY *** "I know a guy who sells chloroform, that's the easiest way you're going to drug someone long enough to get him where you want them to be," Melanie twirled her spoon into her coffee, mixing the contents. We were sitting in the back of a Waffle House a few blocks from my apartment, having a late breakfast and gossiping over my latest scheme. I diligently jotted down her information into a composition book which pages were now filled with an act of hostility much greater than anything I was used to.

"Just be careful. I don't know what punishment Sebastian will give you if he know about this." I nodded. “Follow me.” He said, then looked at Kate. "And you stay here, Miss. Maxwell." Kate looked at me with doubt, I nodded assuring her that I would be fine. ^^^ He took me upstairs, an atmosphere so different. It's more like the casinos in the movies. There were a lot of people playing at the spinning tables, and bartenders, and then some women accompanying them. "Gambling? You drive the gambling in this bar?"

Meanwhile, Wallace finally came to. He stared blankly at the screen, at the vials exploding one after another, and his body gave out. "Everything… is ruined." Rage burned in his eyes. He charged toward Elijah, who was hiding in the corner, trying to make himself invisible. "You walking disaster! You're a godforsaken idiot! Why would you install pirated software that you bought online? Were you really that short on money? Look at the mess you made! Every single sample is destroyed! What are you going to use to pay for it?"

Gabi said and watched the wicked smirk spread across her face. “Do say more.” Remmie said as she typed away at the computer. “Well now hear me out. Things here are like living in an a egg factory with a raging bull set loose. So, if we hit all of the guys, simultaneously then we may just be able to set things back to a lighter time. So, I agree that the boys would be mortified by the fact that they had been ordered ED pills. I mean the fact that they have two pregnant mates just makes the joke just as good. But to make that joke really hit home you have to order jock itch cream. By the crate.” Gabi said and Remmie and I lost it. Both of us laughing until Remmie’s eyes went wide and her face

"This pen won't do! The finance department requires a black 0.5 gel pen, neat block letters, and no cursive. Don't let the glue cross the dividing line, or it'll ruin everything else. Mind the folds, and the paper must be flawless!" I swallowed my irritation and returned to my desk, painstakingly filling out the expense report exactly as Naomi had demanded, then sent it back to the finance office. Naomi inspected it like a scientist, scrutinizing every detail. Suddenly, she hurled the report at me. "It's not reimbursable!" It didn't hurt when the paper struck my face, but the sting of humiliation was unbearable. I glanced at my three-digit account balance and held back a bitter growl. "What'

Sammy gives Johno a good once-over, “I would serve you poison, but I think I will get fired.” But Josh is not faced at all and continues to talk as if nothing of last night happened, “I have been sending you messages, Pumpkin.” “My phone is broken; I guess it is from your messages.” “Please sit down and have a drink with us.” Josh insists. “I don’t associate with manwhores.” I huff at him. “I’d rather have hell freeze over.” Sammy steps closer with the tray of shooters, “Now you have wasted eight minutes. What would the Chippendales like to drink?” She pauses for a brief moment and have a look at the other tables, “I see that table of ladies staring; maybe you should join them.”

My thumb was sore from all the swiping, but the messages still didn’t end. I said, “The matching couple bracelets may be a coincidence, but what about this chat history? That can’t be fake, right? And calling each other ‘baby’ like that… How am I slandering you?” The moment everyone saw the chat logs, they exploded into discussion. “Here is the evidence! You two shameless cheaters should stop denying it!” “We almost got fooled by you two again!” “You already have a girlfriend, yet you’re still calling someone else ‘baby’? That’s disgusting.”

She cast a desperate glance at Dad, silently begging him to step in. Dad cleared his throat and stepped in. "That's enough now. What's the rush? We should just talk and take our time with the drinks." I slammed my bowl onto the table. "Those are the rules—the first one to pass out loses. I don't remember saying anything about a break. If you've lost your nerve, sign the agreement and transfer the money this instant. If not, keep drinking." I downed the second round in one go, and this time, I could taste blood in the back of my throat. I still forced myself to swallow the vodka, though. I slammed the empty bowl face-down on the table and snapped, "Drink up!"

Mseleku: my gold magwaza that's all i needed Me: what do you mean gold. Mseleku: you still want to play this game ? I don't know what they turned on but I felt my intestines turning from inside and I mistakenly vomited on top of makhoba's shoe he looked at me like I just pooped. Mseleku: what the hell.? He slowly took out the shoes both of then and take the one with my vomit he started to feed me my own vomit suddenly the matchine is on again my whole body was painful and I suddenly pooped this time screaming "I'm sorry wait I will tell you"

An unknown number. One message. UNKNOWN NUMBER: You just made it worse.