𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛[𝙳.𝚆]

032

I snap my eyes open when a scream wakes me up from a dream I was having. I grab my gun that's hidden under my bed and jump up, running towards the screaming I hear coming from the room next door.

The first thing I notice is Lori wearing a horrified expression, eyes trained on one spot. I look around for an intruder but only come across the bloody body of a girl named Taylor. I had spoken to her the night before about letting me stay here.

Lori looks at me, then to the gun in my hand, looking even more terrified. Mentally cursing, I quickly tuck the gun in the back of my pants and raise my hands up in surrender.

"I'm not gonna hurry you Lori, I promise. Are you hurt anywhere?" I ask, walking towards her cautiously, not wanting her to start screaming again. As I speak, more footsteps enter the room and I hear gaps and small screams. I turn to a total of six girls and glare.

"Call the police, now." I demand. They don't question me or who I am, quickly pulling out their phones. I turn back to Lori and notice her watching me cautiously.

"It's okay, Lori. I'm here to help. I swear." I try reassuring her the best I can. She hesitantly nods before looking back at her bloodied friend.

"Come on, let's get you out of here." I say quietly, helping her move off the bed. "Just look straight ahead." I tell her, the group of girls moving out of the way so we could leave.

Once I got Lori outside for some fresh air, all the other sorority girls quickly exited the house as well. Slowly, I step away from the group of girls and pull out my phone, dialing Dean's number.

"Jenny?"

"Where are you?" I ask quickly.

"Just got out of the sheriff's station. Why, what's wrong? You sound like you've seen a ghost." Dean chuckles. I don't and he quickly realizes it.

"Did you actually?" He says more seriously. I spot two girls walking up to me and I groan.

"Just...get to the sorority house." I quickly hang up just as they stop in front of me. I make sure to put on my best smile.

"Who are you again? We've never seen you around before." One girl says obnoxiously. I wanted to roll my eyes at her and at the pink striped pajama set she was wearing. She reminded me of Tate, one of the two queen bitches that tried to drown me back in high school.

"That's because I'm new. A transfer actually. Taylor was the one that said I could stay here at the sorority." I explain as bubbly as possible.

"Oh, really?" She asks, crossing her arms. I force a smile and nod.

"Awful what happened to her, in'it?" I ask sadly. They both look me up and down.

"Yeah, I guess. She was our sorority sister." The other girl says. She reminded me of Taylor, the other bitch that tried to drown me.

"Right, of course. Um, excuse me." I dismiss myself and step away from them when I spot the ambulance and sheriff pulling up the lot near us.

I hide discreetly behind a bunch of girls who are standing around so I can't be spotted. I didn't know if Lori was going to tell the sheriff I had a gun on me or not but I just wanted to be safe.

It wasn't long before I spotted the Impala slowly passing by the front of the house. Sam and Dean are taking in the scene when they spot me in the crowd. I look around before jogging up to them.

"What happened here?" Sam asks. I sigh, leaning down into the passenger seat window.

"One of the sorority girls got attacked last night while everyone was sleeping, including me. She was sharing a room with Lori. Thing is, I didn't get a good glance of the room because of all the girls that came in, so we need to get back inside." I explain to them.