Never Underestimate A Women

A Killer Story- Part 4

So maybe this wasn't the best idea. Here I am, as the sun is going down, walking to the police station, holding my backpack straps for dear life. But the part I didn't think about: I have to cross the bridge. So here I am a hundred feet or so away from the bridge frozen in place, not because I'm just at the bridge, but because I'm not the only one at the bridge.

There he stands just looking at me. Is he, oh yup great. Now he's waving. Um okay, time to leave.

Well that was a bad idea.

As soon as I turn around to leave, I see him out of the corner of my eye start sprinting at me. Terrifying. So here I am running for my life when I'm grabbed from behind by this well trained killer. He spins me around and tosses me like I'm nothing in the direction of the bridge. So the only logical thing to do is run towards the station, right? Well that's what I did.

It was a stupid idea if you were wondering. A very, very stupid idea.

Because now he has tripped me and is on top of me. And to top everything off, he has a knife. A freaking gigantic knife. In my struggle to get him off of me, I must have hit him in a sensitive spot because he groaned then fell off of me. I obviously don't have time to run to the police station, so I do the next best thing. I search my bag for something to help me in this situation, when I see him charging at me again.

Releasing my bag, I stand up just as he is getting to me. But before he can make a move, I use something to help me from my bag, and jam it right into his abdomen. He lets out a strange noise full of pain as I drag my hand pushing as hard as I can, cutting from the initial wound to his right side. He drops his knife and crumples to the ground, groaning in immense pain.

Gosh, I'm so glad I brought my knife. I really didn't plan on participating in this hobby of mine tonight. Oh well, it already happened so I guess I have to finish it. I steadily make my way to him and see he is still alive. He makes eye contact with me and a confused look appears on his face while a smirk appears on mine.