Oh My God. I May Seriously Have to Kill Someone Tonight. No Lie.

Okay so I don't have a lot of time and I can't really go into it right now, but I'm scared. Not for me, but for my friend Julia. She calls me up at 2 in the morning just now crying saying that she's had a fight with her boyfriend David and that the police were involved and that she has to move all her stuff out of his place by 6 tomorrow. WHAT THE FUCK???? She's lucky that A) I still have a place for us to stay in and B) that I'm cool enough to let her come here. I don't know what the fuck is going on over there but I just thought about it because she asked me if I could take tomorrow off of work, and I'm guessing that's because we'll probably have to go over and pack her stuff up and put it in her car. If that's the case fine, but if I'm going over there, I'm taking a knife. If he even tries to put his hand on her....I swear. I may have to kill him. I WILL not let him hurt my friend. I'll claim self-defense all damn day if I have to. We'll just have to wait and see so I can find out what the hell is wrong with her. Though I knew something was gonna go back when she called a week ago talking about the problems she was having with David being at work all the time. That's what happens when you get involved with a hotel manager and a NASA scientist. But more later. I've got to prepare for this. Holy shit.