The boy in the dorm next door.

The blood reds

"What do you mean he's coming to kill me?" I asked, laughing. As if, that pussy could never.

"This is a long story, I never wanted to get you involved but-"

"Just tell me" I demanded, walking over to my bed preparing for his speech.

"Along time ago, two gangs formed. The blood reds and the storms, it's two stupid fucking names but I'm apart of the blood reds."

"Your in a gang?" I asked, confused.

"Yeah...However I invited your old friend last night as I bumped into him while out, I never knew he was apart of the storms as he never told me. He must've found out you'd be here, I know you guys have history so that's why he's out to get you" he said, nervously scratching his neck.

"What. The. Fuck" I said, pausing between each word, trying to process this pathetic information.

"I know it's a lot to take in but I'm going to have to protect you from now on because-"

"I can protect my fucking self thankyou" I said, walking over to my cabinet and pulling out a rifle i took from home.

"I'm not even going to ask how you got that but a gun won't stop them" he said, running his hands through his hair.

"This is all happening way too fast, all I wanted was to come here and get me degree and leave! I don't even know you And like why are you even involved with a gang? Your going to get yourself killed" I shouted, frantically rummaging through all the shit around my room.

"I'm a sucker for pain, sugar " he said, winking at me and waking away.

I just sat on my bed, trying to process the information. I literally came here to study, get my degree and leave. Now I have some fucking gang I've never heard of chasing me? Fuck no.

I grabbed my purse, my leather jacket with my black sunglasses to hide my face. I jogged down the street, running towards the hardware shop around the corner from me, once I got there I decided to grab supplies.

I had $100 that I'd stolen from dads leftovers, so I decided to use that money to get the goods.
I picked up two knifes, some tape, extra locks, rope and some bolts.

The cashier guy looked at me like I was some insane sex fucker, I mean I'd think the same.

"That will be $36 please mam" he said, nervously looking me up and down.

"Have a good day, Alex" I said, flicking his name tag upside down then winking at him.

When I got back inside my apartment, my mouth dropped in shock. Someone had been inside and wrote,

'We are coming for you'

I dropped the bag of items to the floor and raced over to saints dorm. I banged my fist on the door, not stopping until he awnsered.

"What's wrong?" He asked, swinging the door open as his eyes widened.

"Did you go in my dorm?!" I shouted, poking his chest.

"What, no?" He said, furrowing his brows at me.

"Someone has been inside my dorm, left a message as well" I said, biting my nails watching his face grow with worry.