*Click*
She heard a small clicking sound, but it was loud enough to wake her up. Even while sleeping, she was alert enough.
Without wasting any further time, she grabbed her shawl and got out of her room wrapping it around her.
Living alone hideously wasn't easy. But that wasn't enough to scare her or limit her. She wasn't the scared, weak little girl who had to depend on others even for her own safety. She had had a hard time, stumbled at every step, afraid of everyone around, afraid they'd harm her, fallen down repeatedly, cried a river, given up, but stood up again and kept walking, she learnt from her experience and the hardships she had faced.
And now, here she was, a 22 year old, grown up woman, independent, confident and courageous enough.
She tiptoed to the corridor, making her way to the main gate. She didn't need any weapons, her limbs were enough to protect her. Thanks to martial arts. She saw a small shadow of a person playing with the keyhole of the door leading inside her house.
She had come from the backdoor, so she stood right behind this man. The main gate was wide open.
"Hey" she said in a firm, intimidating voice. The man stumbled backwards and almost fell on the ground.
Almost.
The fear was evident on his face, but he quickly faked an angry expression. She resisted the urge to smirk at his stupidity.
This will be easy, she thought.
She glared at him with her big blazing eyes, not breaking eye contact. He seemed nervous.
"I can call the police but I'll let you go once you tell me the reason you came. It'd be better if you talk easily, I don't want anyone getting hurt."
She stated firmly.
He snorted.
"What do you think I'm afraid of you? A weak little girl?" he replied, taking out his pocket knife.
That did it.
In a swift motion, she kicked at his wrist, causing the pocket knife to fall down. Before he could do anything, she kicked hard in his stomach.
He seemed to be a weakling but that didn't mean she'd go easy on him.
As predicted, he crashed to the ground clutching his stomach. She jabbed her foot on his chest, holding out the knife to his throat. His eyes were wide and beyond surprised.
"Now who's the weak little girl?" she asked loudly, applying more force on his chest with her foot. He coughed repeatedly.
"Now tell me, who sent you? Why are you here? What do you want from me?" she asked towering over him. With her 5'4 inch frame, she didn't think it was possible.
But guess, she was wrong.
"I-I d-don't know anything." he stuttered.
"I don't want to hear your stupid lies. Answer me truthfully. Tell me everything you know!" She yelled, and it seemed to work.
"I-I am t-telling the truth! Nobody sent me, I came here by myself. I want nothing from you, I swear. I'm just a lonely tramp..." he said visibly scared.
She was still contemplating whether he was telling the truth or not. But his bewildered expression told her to believe him.
But she had learned that looks can betray.
"Are you sure there isn't someone who sent you? How can I believe that you're telling the truth?!" She said while pressing the knife to his throat a little more forcefully. She wasn't fond of any bloodshed, but she wanted to scare him to death to get the truth out of him.
"I swear to God, I'm telling the truth! I'm just a... " he flinched.
"Trespasser" she completed for him.
She took out her cellphone and called the police.
"Y-you said you won't call the police!" the man said hastily.
"No, I didn't. I said I'll let you go, but that was supposed to mean letting you go to the police station." She stated with a smirk.
The man looked at her with a perplexed expression. In a few minutes, a police car arrived. A blonde policeman stepped out, with a pistol in his hand.
He peeked through the glass of the main door, and came in.
He looked taken aback by what he saw.
A girl standing with one foot pressed on the chest of a man lying on the ground who looked out of breath and her second foot tapping on the ground impatiently, while playing with a pocket knife in her hand.
The policeman had to process who the victim and who the culprit is.
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