Terror. Disgust. I don't really know which is stronger at the moment. It's kind of a toss up when you wake up covered in blood. I felt like I was gonna puke.

Did I do this? Who's is it?

I threw off my covers. My pajamas were mostly clean. Not me then.

"Hey is anyone home?" I called trying to keep my voice even. A minute latter there's a knock on my door. "It's open."

"What's up JayAHHHH!" One of my roommates screamed. "THE HELL JAY WHY IS THERE BLOOD EVERYWHERE!?" Tears started streaking down her check.

"Sorry I probably should have warned you. It's not mine and I did not do this. Anyone else home?" I asked getting off the bed. I started casually rolling up my blankets and sheets trying not to look at the mess. I don't want to know who this is. 

Sam stared at me in horror for a second. "Is now really the best time? What the h e double hockey sticks happened?"

I awkwardly shuffled past Sam, who is just frozen in my doorway, carrying a bundle of bloody bedding.  Trying not to get blood on my cloths I slowly made my way to the living room where my other two roommates sat on the couch eating breakfast. 

"Okay. I don't know what's going on, but can either of you explain this?" I threw my blankets open on the floor in front of the two.

Alex looked down at the blankets. Their expression gives nothing away. "Well it looks to me like you're not pregnant." They said deadpan.

"Not cool. I woke up with bloody blankets, and it is not my blood. What the heck did you guys do!?" Panic finally making its way to my voice. 

Lee slapped Alex. "I told you not to do this kind of shit. What the hell dude? This is too far even for a prank you asshole." Glaring daggers at the poor sucker Lee stands up and goes into their shared room. A second later so comes out with a bottle of peroxide and an empty container for pig's blood. "I'm sorry my dumb as shit girlfriend thinks shit like this is funny. Here Jay. I hear peroxide can help wash blood out or something." Lee said passing me the bottle, then turning back to a cackling Alex. Throwing a dangerous finger and what I can only assume is a death glare Lee slowly stalked back to their girlfriend. Wisely Alex has chosen to shut up. "I will actually kill you if you pull this kind of crap ever again. You hear me dipshit?"

All color drains from her face. Alex swallows slowly, "Yes ma'am. Loud and clear."

"Good."

What did I just see? Nope. Not touching that mess. Lee gets scary when mad. 

I shake my head and gather up my blankets. I spent the morning cleaning up the blood trying not to throw up. Alex is so gross.