Late Nights.

I

I walked passed the city lights, flickering posts and dark corners we're all I could see. There are less people here than in the city. I put my skateboard down and ride it until I was too tired to go on for the night. It was pass 11 o'clock and I haven't got home yet I was really tempted to go outside that's why.

I walked inside the coffee shop and know that I need to stay a while.

*Unknown Number Calling*

I pulled my phone and answered.

"Hello? Who's this?"

"This is Ashton."

"Sorry but maybe you dialed the wrong number. I don't know anyone who's name's Ashton, sorry,"

I hung up.

Ugh! Weirdo.

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I board as fast as I can to get inside my house there were 2 crazy men trying to kill me but since I got to fight back I slashed a knife in one of them so that they could basically got to slow down a bit and couldn't catch me up.

You think that it's a dangerous thing for some girls get in some weird fight, right? Well that's what I do.
I fight! There's no one to protect me but myself.

I am one of those persons who people would mostly called as 'gangster'? I do vandal, stole stuffs sometimes, get into riots, and sometimes beat others like what just happened a mere seconds ago. But I never did sell drugs or smoke. I hate those stuffs! I get to do those stuffs like this since I couldn't get jailed for anything I'm too young I am just a 17 year old girl.

I then heard a thud in the living room.

"Just give us the money and we'll leave." They were unarmed no knives, guns, or even pistol or something.

"I didn't stole any money! I fucking swear!" I didn't really stole anything for this time

"We saw you stole the money in the blue bag yesterday!"

"That is no me! I haven't got out yesterday." Though it's a lie that I didn't get out yesterday but I really didn't stole anything.

"Are you serious?! We saw you bitch!" One of them shouts

"One more word and I'll literally shout for somebody!"

"Just give the money fucker." he shouts to my face. Weirdo.

I screamed for the rest of my life.

I could barely see the nervousness in their face and I'm trying not to laugh 'cause it was actually funny. Due to so much frightening they ran outside my door and No one would even hear me due to that my house we're at the end of the road.

I noticed that I had some cut in my right arm which is not really that bad, I guess?

I opened my medical kit and get some bandages.

*Unknown Number Calling*

"Hello. Who's this?"

"This is Ashton, hey!"

"How many times do I have to tell you that I do not know you?"

"Could I get your name first?"

"Madison."

"I swear this is actually the right number. The name in the paper is also Madison."

"I'm sorry you might get the wrong Madison. I don't know any Ashton. " I hung up and ran up stairs to get my clothes change.

I forgot that my gig was today at Hard Rock Cafe I still need to fix my guitar.

I fix my hair and change my white top that was now spilled with blood. I change into some black tee and put my black leather jacket to cover my bandages.