Crimson Serial Killer

1.7

Friendly reminder this is set in america. At Washington University in Missouri. Also, as i warned before, Phil and PJ might do shit together, and I can do that, bc it's my fanfic.

I finally caved in and answered the phone. "What the hell do you want Dan?"

"I need to talk to you, in person."

"That's too bad."

"Phil please. I know you don't like me, but I have to tell you something before it's too late."

"What do mean before it's too late. Is it really that dire that you have to wake me up at 3am? You better hope I didn't wake PJ up on my way to the bathroom."

"That's exactly what I need to talk to you about, you're not safe! Meet me outside your building. By that tree that girl was killed in."

"Thats fucking morbid! No. I'm going back to bed."

"Phil pl.." I hung up on him and walked out of the bathroom. On my way to my bed I peaked out the window, scanning the area by the tree, there was nothing that suggested that Dan was even there in the first place. He was probably just being a dick, trying to get a rise out of me.

It worked. I never did fall back asleep, I just played sims and did a little bit of homework. It was 8am when PJ woke up, surprising me."Wow Peej, why are you up so early?"

He looked around the room and ran his hands through his hair. "I don't fucking know." he grunted and laid back down putting a pillow over his head. "Mmm hungry" he mumbled into it.

"Me too. Get dressed and we can go to the Café.  But I work today, so I wont be able to stay for long." I work at the public library almost every Friday and Saturday, tutoring high school and middle school aged kids. It pays pretty well actually, and it's the only job I need to keep food in my stomach and gas in my car. Along with a helpful check of $750 that my parents send every other week.

"No I can't. I'm supposed to meet Professor Terry at 9 so she can look over my essay and tell me if I have a chance at passing or not, basically." he said tiredly, getting out if bed and grabbing his towel. "I'm going to hop in the shower, see you tonight?"

"Yea, I get off at 6. Do you want me to pick something up for dinner?" I asked, my eyes scanning his bare chest, not really knowing how I felt about it.

"No, dinner is on me tonight, don't worry about it Phil." he smiled genuinely and walked into the bathroom. "Feel free to join me in here." he said, leaving the bathroom door open, and turning the shower on. A few seconds later he pokes his head out and looks at me. "i'm being serious Phil. "

"Oh." I jump up not thinking the situation through, and walk into the bathroom. PJ is stark ass naked, reaching his hand in the shower, testing to see if it's warm enough. I don't know why I feel awkward, we used to do this all the time, get each other off in the shower, then act like nothing happened for the rest of the day.

"Phil if you don't want to you don't ha.."

I cut him off abruptly. "I really fucking want to. But it's different this time PJ. I.. I"

"I know what you mean Phil. I feel the same way." He sighed softly and stood in front of me, brushing my hair out of my eyes. His fingers lingers on my face, cupping my cheek. "But it can't mean anything more. It just cant." his arm fell back to his side and he turned away. "Maybe it's best if we don't do this"

"Yea.." I tried to ignore the disappointment seeping through my veins but failed miserably. I sulked out of the bathroom and got changed for work; a simple colorful t-shirt and black skinny jeans. I averted my eyes from the open bathroom door as I walked out of our room, and slowly closed the door behind me.