Chapter 9

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Bridget's POV

"There you ar-" I was cut off by a knife flying into my room from Harry's,stabbing my Gucci purse hanging on the wall opposite my window.

If I hadn't moved out of the way in time,that could've been my head.

"You...I...Gucci." I was so shocked that I couldn't even make complete sentences.

My eyes were wide open and my jaw had also dropped open as I looked from Harry to my now ruined Gucci purse.

"Kane! Don't do that!" Harry scolded and I scoffed.

"You just murdered my Gucci purse! You knife welding maniac!" I yelled as soon as I composed myself.

"You're the one who sneaked up on me." He said in his defense.

"Sneaked up on you!?" I scoffed. "I don't think standing in front of your room window saying the words 'There you are!' counts as sneaking up!"

"I want my knife back." He rolled his eyes.

I walked to the wall and pulled the knife out of my purse before walking back to the window.

"This knife?" I played with the knife.

It had a black star on the handle just like the ones I'd seen in his room.

"Kane!" Harry warned.

"I want a new Gucci purse." I stated firmly. "After I get that,you can have your knife back." I shut my window and closed my curtain.

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"Ah!" I groaned as I rubbed my head.

It took me a few seconds to realize I was on top of Harry.

"What happened?" Harry groaned.



Here's what happened...

I didn't trust Harry not to creep into my room and steal back his knife. I wasn't handing that over to him until he got me a new purse,so I did a very stupid thing.

I took the knife with me to school.

I walked into the school block with the knife in my right hand,walking in slow motion.

I twirled the knife between my fingers.

"I've been waiting for you." A ninja jumped down from the roof and landed a few feet away from me.

"What do you want?" I asked,taking a few steps back.

"My knife." He launched at me and I stepped away from him.

He did a spinning kick which I dodged and I used the knife to cut his right upper arm.

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