I wish I hated you

4. Crybaby.

Chanel

"Alice?" I call out. I hear her respond from downstairs. Suddenly, I freeze in place. Let me think, who could it be and how do I prepare. If it's Louis, he won't hurt me unless I initiate it, but I can never be sure. If it's either one of his parents I need to get out of here right this instant. I don't know who else it could be.

I hear footsteps, they are coming towards me. I look to my right without moving my head and spot the door. Soon after, I feel a presence behind me.

How am I supposed to I look at who the person is and run for my life at the same time?

I can't concentrate. My breathing gets uneven. I take a deep breath and focus on what I'm going to do.

I'm surprised the person hasn't done anything yet. I try to smell the person but I end up smelling my own perfume. I need to do something unpredictable.

As I turn around, I kick the person in the face. The person grunts in pain and drops to the floor. Who is that? I pause for a moment analyzing the person. It's a boy, around my age. He has black hair. His nose is bleeding, obviously what did I expect.

I snap out of my thoughts and face the door ready to run out of here but when I look Louis is standing there blocking the door. I search the room for any other people but Louis and whoever that other guy is, are the only ones in my room. Maybe the others are hiding.

Louis isn't his usual annoying self, instead his expression is cold and serious. He is definitely doing a mission for his parents. "What do you want?" I ask uninterested. I walk closer to him but far enough for my safety. "You'll see." He says confidently. I look around me to make sure no one is going to jump me or something.

I turn back to face Louis. I narrow my eyes at him suspiciously. I hear the guy behind me stand up. He comes up to me and chockesme. I don't react, I just stay still because I know Louis hates when other people touch me. When I confronted him about it last time, he told me it was because he's the only one allowed to torture me.

I guess this time it's different because Louis doesn't react. I reach down to my thigh and grab my dagger. Like I said, I always have it on me. With the last breath I have, I warn the idiot choking me. "If you don't let go of me right now you'll get hurt." The guy only laughs and tightens his arm around my throat.

Is he stupid or something? Well too bad, he should have listened to my warning. Next thing I know, my dagger is in his neck and his arm is no longer choking me. He should have listened to me. Once again, he drops to the floor but this time he won't be able to stand back up.

I bend down and take the dagger out of the idiot's neck. I roll my eyes at the now dead guy. People always think that because I'm a girl, I won't be able to hurt them. But clearly, I can do way more than just hurt someone.

I turn to Louis who is looking at me with a surprised expression on his face. He shakes it off quickly. I frown at the boy standing in front of my door. "What are you here for?" I ask. Louis fixes his posture to look stronger. I roll my eyes at him. "I'm here to watch over you." I narrow my eyes at him. "You're babysitting me?" I chuckle finding it a little funny.

"No. I'm making sure you don't leave this bedroom until-" he cuts himself off. I'm not dumb I know his parents are down there doing god knows what. I should be scared or even stressed out about this, but I'm not. Instead I am calm and collected. They're a reason, obviously. My mother isn't home, I'm sure they are looking for her right this instant.

I finish his sentence. "Until your parents tell you to." I inspect his face and there are no traces of any emotions. Did I do something to upset him? What am I thinking?! That would be a great thing. My dagger still in my hand, I step closer to Louis. I have a plan, it's risky and totally crazy but I'm not sane or scared of messing up. People would say I'm overconfident, they're not wrong. I simply trust myself and go with the flow.