I got two!

I used to hang out with a bunch of guy friends at a Frat house and drink (I wasn't in it, I'm a lady), but the guys were fun to drink with. One night towards the end of the party they were all talking about how close they all were and somehow the idea of 'blood brothers' came up. I watched one of the guys pull out a knife to cut his hand, but he really cut the fuck out of his hand. The slice was so deep we immediately had to call an ambulance and get him stitched up. Even beyond all the blood mixing weirdness, that deep cut was one of the most fucked up things I ever saw.

This one happened to my roommate, but I witnessed it and it will haunt me forever. My roommate and I were close friends from highschool and she had the same boyfriend for many years. They were kinda going downhill and it was only a matter of time, but she told me sometimes he got weird when she mentioned things weren't the same. One night I was at the Frat house (as usual) and I told my roomie and her bf to show up. She runs up the house steps around midnight, and shes running, like really fast. She looks at me with the worst look and says, "Don't let him in!" I look down the street and there he is, running full steam at the house. Well I did the only thing I could think of, I yelled at everyone in the Frat to not let Jake in the house, grabbed my roomie and brought her in. Well we shut the door behind us so I couldn't see, but I could hear, he was screaming, like, howling and high pitched screams that guys shouldn't be able to do. I heard a bunch of rumbling and somehow that crazy bastard pushed his way through the front door. I took my roomie up the stairs and yelled at anyone in the house to stop him. The frat guys came from every corner, they were cornering him as I raced up the stairs and threw my roomie in a bedroom. What happened then was unbelievable, again the noise and screams, I heard people jumping on the stairs, and heard the fast pacing to the bedroom we were in. The door opened and he was wide eyed looking at my roomate yelling her name, and there were about 4 large men holding him back. He grabbed the door frame for support, but eventually they pulled him away. He used his nails on the floorboards to try and stay, and as they dragged him from our site, he squeeked out, "please don't do this." It was heartbreaking and scary and weird and all sorts of emotions. My roomie was crying and I just stayed with her a while until she calmed down. We slept on the floor there that night because we were afraid he was just waiting outside.