The Gathering to the Desert

The end is coming. They are gathering in the desert. It will all go down here. But who sent the message?

Let’s back up some…

It only took one text. Sender unknown, but they knew everyone. They grew tired of watching everything. Something had to change.

Hence the text.

The sender knew everything. Who killed Bonez, the motives, the coming war, the escape plan. They’ve seen everything. But it has to stop now.

This text should change everything.

I know everything. You make me sick. Come to the desert to end this garbage.

And hit send.

The message varied with the text, but the meaning was the same. This had to end.

When did things get boring? Bonez dying was thrilling enough, but the entertainment wore off. Nobody was really doing anything. Okay, the girls were trying. But not really accomplishing much. Still, they needed something. Hence why this text. This had to end.

The text was sent. Now to wait, again. They hated waiting. That’s all they have been doing. They rubbed their forehead and groaned. So stupid this had to come to this point. What the fuck happened? They wanted drama and laughs with this gang war in the desert. Instead, this whole thing got stupid. They sighed. Something had to change. The girls knew this and the sender knew this. Something had to give. Something had to change. This mess had to end.

That would take one text. Once it was sent, the rest of the dominoes fell in place.

Meanwhile, Jun’ko tracked down Ozzy.

“Oi, dumbass!” she shouted. The biker groaned and rolled his eyes as he turned around.

“What is it now?” he asked. Jun’ko stood inches away from Ozzy. She held up her cell phone.

“We need to talk,” the chubby girl said. “Take a look at this.” Ozzy read the cell phone screen. A puzzled look came onto his face.

“What is that?” he asked. The biker re-read the text.

I know you want to run to Mexico. I can help you out. Meet me in the desert.

Ozzy and Jun’ko looked at each other.

“What does that mean?” Ozzy asked. His companion was about to speak when they heard footsteps. They looked up to see both gangs, Ann-Sui, and Gretchen standing before them.

“Oh…” Ozzy said. “Hi guys. What are you doing here?” And so the beginning of the end begins.