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Her brown eyes fixated on me like I've sentenced her lifetime prison. Well her big doe eyes do have something in to captivate 'Me' a general who never bothered by anyone is 'getting' impatient looking at a 5 foot girl condition.
I'm definitely not in the mood to let her drop anywhere, though it was a excuse to not drop her at her home.
But who cares?
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I park my bike in my garage near my other bike. I adore my bikes so much that I bought it from my first salary. I've got total 2 bikes Royal field and the sports touring bike. And a Thar.
Looking down at a small size coala. I picked her in my arm and got off, pulled down the shutter I walk inside my house. Turning the light's on.
'not' putting her down I walk towards the kitchen and sat her on the kitchen slab.
Good thing she doesn't do any drama, and do what I say. Is it because of my appearance?
Or is it because of my voice. Well being in the military camp I've turned into a hard rock, and so my voice changed into a rough one.
Or I can just say..
Never learn these things, Never needed to.
I gulped down some water and gave her another bottle to drink. She takes it and take only 2 sips, putting the bottle on her side she looks at me.
No... Don't look at me with those innocent eyes.
"It's late now you should go to sleep, Take the bed"
She lifted her head with wide eyes. Ohh I said something 'wrong?'
"Take the bed and lock the door"
This is the correct sentence.
She jump off the slab and walk in the direction she doesn't know then she turned to me
"Left side there's the room"
Noding her head she went inside the room.
Sigh..
I lay down on my couch, good thing it's in a big size.
Honestly I don't have any idea Why I decided to help her.
Though I'm a general and I can help that little girl. But Atleast not for these small matters which can be handled by a police. But when I look at her state in the police station. All bruised with dry tears....
No expectations, but a tint of Hope.
I'm helping her because I feel sympathy for her that's not my thing.
Just felt like she's me.But lost!
And those filthy people in the station they have been wanting to be burn alive. Seeing a person like this and they are busy doing nothing but debauchery.
Some people are going to lose their post. How sad.
But first I should know what actually happened to her.
Is she asleep? It's almost 1:30
Should I go and check?
I should!
Well it's my job to take care of people.
I took a spare key from my room and opened the door like a thief does. Can't make a noise or she could wake up and she might blame me for something I never did.
With a Small gap I peek inside but No one is on the bed. Then my eyes landed on the ground.
The fvck.....
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I wrote this chapter at 2:56am while listening to "cinemon girl" I don't know what is going in my mind. It's just I don't know how to express myself I'm just trying through writing.
