Idiot From The Past

chapter 3- The First Impression

It took me too long to update the third chapter, but it's finally here!! YAY! ;)
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Sit back and enjoy the third chapter!

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Chapter 3- The First Impression

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I screamed, picking up a pillow right next to me. my eyes wide with horror.

"Shhhhhh, don't shout, you'll wake everyone" the stranger whispered but more like shouted as if he is ordering me to do so. Well who is he to order me?¿?

"Who the hell are you?" I shouted again, holding the pillow to my dear life. If it have been a living thing, I'm so sure that it would have choked and died!

And it happened, it happened in a blink of an eye. His hand was now on my 'about to open again' mouth.
Hey, but it's me, can I ever stop interrogating? I could feel all the organs scream inside me in unison 'NOO' Haa,as expected and in this situation? Isn't it obvious that I'll scream for my dear life cause a stranger is right in front of me at 2 am and telling me to keep quiet! What a creep!

"Ge ouu ouu maee oom" this time the sound hardly audible. What is he upto? Kidnap me? I am not even a kid any more! Wait, no...no...is he trying to rape me? Shit! I should have thought this before! And again, why can't I breath, is he trying to kill me too? Ughhh idiot.

"Uhmm....what?" He asked, his eyes screaming 'i am confused' look.

And then he forced me to do this! Not like he forced me but the situation he created forced me to do this, self defence,you know?

My hand was lifted in air and it came in contact with his cheeks with a 'theet'. I slapped him. I slapped a person for the first time. Like the first time!
I couldn't believe the situation. I bought my hands in front of my eyes and stared at them like they are some sort of certificate. Like I have won an Oscar!
And then, suddenly the thought passed my mind.

"Why didn't I slap him, when he did wrong to me? Am I so weak, or I loved him so much that it made me keep my 'self respect" or ' dignity' aside?"

Nevermind, it will hurt me more and this isn't the time to talk about it,is it?
I let out a deep sigh.

Then I realised something, I wasn't suffocating anymore! His hands were no longer covering my mouth. Cause I....I...

"I did it. I finally stood for myself. I...."

"Oww" hurt evident in this tone.

I looked up to the stranger. My eyes wide open as if I have seen a ghost! This is the first time I do not know what to do! I never thought of this before nor did I get into this situation. I punched this person, the stranger on his right cheek which is now slightly bruised. Should I help him or start shouting? I...I..I should...

"Why did you do that?" He said a bit harsh.

"Hey, does that hurt?" These words just left my mouth. Wait, am I really concerned about him? Well if yes,then why? He is a stranger!

Uh-oh too late.

May be because... because he is a human and I punched him and then suddenly asked him whether he is hurt and catch him off guard.

Yes.i did that.

The stranger kept on staring at me as if he was holding something back. What is it? Tears? Oh no,he can't be a cry baby. Let's hope so, cause never judge a book by it's cover.
Or is he going to punch me back? It's against the etiquettes.

"Oh no, you didn't hurt me. Your soft hands just came in contact with my cheek slapping it with just a little sound coming from it causing me an aching cheek" the stranger said all in a breath and then rolled his eyes.