Red and Orange

Chapter 1

George is going to love this. He is not going to even know what I got for his birthday.

George: R u almost here?

George texts me.

Karl: Yeah, sorry I'm late!

I reply

I take one look into the bag and see the light up keyboard and mouse for his PC. I'm not rich neither are any of my friends, but I saved up for this present for months. I even had to cut down on my Monster in take for him! George kinda lives in a sketchy neighborhood, but that's not his fault that he had to move in with Dream. His old apartment got burned down, nobody knows exactly who did it. Everyone has suspicion that the "famous" or as I like to call him the psychotic, crazy Red and Orange. Everyone called him Red and Orange because he is known from his notorious fires. Just a few more blocks till Dreams and George's apartment. I'm only late because the fricken tech guy were too "busy" and wouldn't grab my order off the shelf that was literally not even two steps away from them.

I hear sirens off in the distance, always when I come over there are always sirens. Sounds like cop sirens, somebody going to get arrested. I stop and look both ways before I cross the street. It is clear so I cross the street. George is going to hold this against me for being late to his birthday. Fliberjaber man. I take a sip of my Monster Ultra. I quicken my pace to not to be any later than I am already am and for George not having my head for this.

I feel a hand grab the back of my sweatshirt and pull. I squeeze my eyes shut as an instinct for it to be not as painful(if I tripped or something). In fact I did not trip but I got pulled by someone. I scream but it only comes out as a muffle. I finally open my eyes to see what is going on. A hand over my mouth, my back against a wall and someone wearing a back baseball cap, sweatshirt and sweatpants. He is pushing me against the wall. What the heck man! Is all I can think because I can't speak.

" you do as exactly as I say ... or" He puts a knife up to my throat, " your poor pretty ass won't be anymore,"

My heart is going a million miles an hour. I start shaking like physically shaking. I nod my head in response to this person who had his hand over my mouth.

"Good," he pushes the knife a little harder against my throat. " You hear those sirens there for me and you are going to help me NOT get caught"

I swallow in response.

"If you do a good job then maybe" he pushes the knife against my throat again and I think I can feel blood running down my throat or maybe it's sweat."Then maybe let you live. If you dare say anything to anyone I'll know. I will find you and do the worse to your little fragile body,"

Then all of the sudden there is a match lite with fire and I can see his face better with the match.

The Red and Orange!

Right in front of me threatening to kill me. I nod in shock.

"Good don't want to waste such a good body from a small slip up," he release the knife and the match goes out.

I can hear the sirens get closer and close by the second.

"...u... uh... what.. what do you need me to do?" I ask trying to get out of this situation as fast as possible.

"Oh you talk.. better not run your fucking mouth, you'll just follow my exact directions,"

I nod in response, he puts his elbow to my throat this makes it really difficult to breathe. I can see lights get super close and I'm scared of what's going to happen next. How am I going to help the Red and Orange? I hear footsteps like running getting close. All of the sudden he puts hand around the back of my neck and smashes his lips against mine. I am literally shocked! He grabs my hands and put them around his body and keeps kissing me!

"Kiss me like I'm the love of your life or anything than this or we are going to get caught and you'll be in dead shit,"

I quickly nod and kiss him back. Now I think how is this going to help Red and Orange. Compared to me he shorter but much stronger than me. A flashlight gets pointed at us.

"Hey you,"

We separate but still hold each other and we both look at the officer!

"Is it him?" Asked another officer who just came up to the first officer.

"No but just two guys making out," the first officer said.

"Fuck, where'd he go?!?" The second officer asks.

"Have you seen a 5"3', dirty blond guy run through here?" The first officer asks.

"Sorry sir no we haven't, we jut got out here" the Red and Orange told them.

"You guys know that these parts of town are dangerous especially for a couple of fa... gays I mean" the second officer says while he shines his flashlight towards us. I put my hand up because the light is blinding me. He puts the points flashlight to the ground. I rest my hand back to the Red and Orange's shoulder.

Also he was about to call us Fags That is NOT okay at all but neither is this situation.

"Yes sir we were just heading back to his place and kinda.. ha.. got carried away," the Red and Orange laughs it off.

I have to play the part or I'll get killed! So I laugh and burry my head into his chest to act like I'm embarrassed. He puts his hand on my head and soothe me.

"You guys live close to here?" The first officer asked us.

I speak up this time, "Well... well we don't live together.... Yet," I look and the Red and Orange then back to the officers, " We don't get to see each other often so when he comes into town we like to go out and do things. So to answer your questions officer no we do not" I explain to them.

"We'll you guys should get home soon there is a murder on the lose,"

"Yes officer we do need to get going," I get a notification on my phone, "Oh what a coincidence our Uber is just got here down the road, I hope you find him to keep us safe,"

"Be safe," the officer called before walking away.

I nod and I grab my bag that I drop. The Red and Orange and I start walking down the alley way. Thank god I pulled that off I'm going to LIVE! The notification was actually from George. I'll be at his place soon, hopefully.

"Can I go now?" I ask.

"Why we were just having so much fun," he tells me and I stop walking.

"You call that fun?!?"

"Yeah! .... Almost as fun as torturing people especially with fire" he smiles and laughs.

How in the world is he laughing! He IS a psychopath I knew it.

"So can I go now I got to go to my friends party,"

"Oh a party?" He questiones

"Yeah my friend's birthday is today" now I finally try to let go of his hand but he won't let go.

"No"

"I helped so please let me go," I pleaded with him.

He pushes me against the wall with his elbows at my throat again. I drop everything the bag spills my drink spills. It is very hard to breathe, he pushing way harder than before.

"Ha you thought you helped I basically had to push your ass along the whole time!" He yells.

My oxygen is not apparent anymore in my body. I start having that feeling of tingling in my body. I bet my face is red and purple from not being able to breathe.

"I was NEVER going to let you go, ha, poor little bitch,"

He starts swaying left and right but I know that's just me from not getting any oxygen.

"Goodbye in 3. 2. 1."

Everything goes black.

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