Aap Koun Hai? PT 1

Escape🥸

I did everything.

I threw furniture, I threw glass, I
pushed my luggage into it, l pummeled my fist at it, kicked it hard with my feet, I watched a thousand YouTube tutorials on how to break down a door, I even considered smashing my head into it. I tried to search for my keys as well but that idiot took it along with him

After all this, I got back a messy room, furniture with pieces of wood chipped off their ends,a broken zipper and dents on my luggage, sore body parts and a burnt out mind.

At last I succumbed to picking the lock with a hair pin. I searched up a video on how to do it but so far success is not in my hands.

It's my fifth try and I am running out of hair pins. Well this is my last one. Honestly I don't know what to do if this doesn't work. I am so tired and drained of all this, I didn't exaggerate about my sore body parts.

It aches.

I sink in the bed, my neck craning to see the video on my laptop, my eyes narrowing, as my fingers twist the thin metal like how it is shown in the video.

I follow the steps precisely this time, curving it at just the right degree and molding it in the perfect shape to fit the lock. My fingers are brittle and thin,as they bend the metal, they might snap if I have to do this all over again.

This is my last chance. Especially since I don't have anymore hairpins.

I sigh a breath of relief as I finish the last bend of the metal line.

A smile tugs my lips as I observe the key, tracing along its silver zigzag pattern that glints off the sunlight.

Inhaling a quivering breath, I step on the marble tiled floor, the makeshift key, held loosely in my fist, with little pressure so I don't break it

I stride across the room, on the sun beamed floors, glazing my heels and toes in its heat. I hold the key against my side, gulping down forcefully to stop the way my body shivers.

I reach before the door, piercing it with resentful eyes.

And then I sink my hairpin-key into the lock pressing to the side. Slowly, it turns in a smooth motion, until it hits an obstacle.
I twist the knob it moves but not fully, something is holding it back.

No

I am so close, I just need to do something.

I press on the key, but I can hear it's creak on the brink of snapping

C'mon just a little more

Just a little more.

I wonder if I am late. It's almost been an hour, he must have checked, he must have found the money.

The thought only pressures me to push harder.

I grit my teeth, my feet pressing down, my hands exerting every muscle in my arms to push down the key. An inferno thrives under my skin.It's either the key snaps or my arms.

Snap!

I step back in sudden fright, a gasp escaping my lips. Half of the key is in my hands and the other half in the lock-fully rotated.

A smile graces me, lips. I almost run and twist the knob.

It opens.

Bingo.

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Before I leave I make sure to bring my own wallet to put my money back in.

I am not sure how I am going to find Vihaan though, let alone his wallet. I don't know how I am going to even get his wallet, even if I find him in some world. The problem is that I have to do all this without being seen, or he will question everything about me.