No Happy Ending
||CHAPTER THREE||
Jaden’s POV:
I groaned, and watched her leave. I didn’t actually deserve to be here. I sat with my knees up and my arms resting on them, I laid my head against the brick wall. I closed my eyes.
I was walking down a narrow road when I heard loud screaming and shouting. It seemed that since I wasn’t doing anything, I might as well quickly see what this was all about. As I crept across the dark and lonely streets, the screaming and shouting became louder. I came across a wall and peeked to see what was happening behind it. There was a woman, a beautiful woman; she was being harassed by four men. I couldn’t just stay there and watch these men do this to a defenceless young woman. I looked at these men, they each had a gun. Great. I looked to my left and found a baseball bat on the ground. The four of the men had their backs to me so I decided that I’d make my move on them. A baseball bat against four guns. You’d have to be a total idiot to do what I was doing. I crept behind the first man and smacked him hard until he passed out and his body collided with the ground beneath him. Yes, the other three were aware now and the second one almost hit my nose with his elbow but quickly, I ducked and punched him, sending him flying to the ground. The third came running and just as he was about to take out his gun, the baseball bat smacked it away and I had the perfect advantage of kicking his stomach and made him fall onto the second one.
“Don’t you dare.” The fourth one spat at me. I stopped moving; he was holding his gun right at my forehead. Unexpectedly, the woman had taken off her heels and thrown them at the back of his head as a distraction. He turned to face her, and that’s when I lifted my bat and swung it on the side of his face and he smashed himself onto the ground. The woman was panting, loudly. The four men were now lying on the floor. I heard the sirens. The police were on their way. Good. When they arrived it was introduced to me that since there was no proof of someone being harassed and that the first man I had attacked was now dead, I was claimed a murderer. The women was no help, she was foreign and didn’t know how to tell them what had happened. I was handcuffed and was on my way to prison.
I opened my eyes. And now I’m here.