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Part 11, Fight
-Aditya's POV-
I was standing behind the door, ready to hold attack Imran when he came. Deepika was sitting in the sofa looking all scared and worried. But I had told her to keep calm and don't worry, everything will be fine. Some minutes went and I could hear some foot step outside. I looked towards Deepika and caught her eyes. I gave her a signal that he is walking towards the door. She nodded and held her knees, close to her chest. I could hear the foot steps even better as he came closer and closer. I got ready as the door got opened slowly.
He came in and closed the door. All the lights were off so he couldn't see us. I could hear him saying something to himself, but I didn't figure out what he said. He started to walking to the stairs, like a thief. As he went past me and ran and held his arms behind his back. "Who the hell are you?!" said Imran, trying to get out of my grip. I dragged him outside and Deepika came with me, holding her phone in her hand.
I punched him in his stomach. "What are you doing here?" I asked, holding his collar. "Did you think you can mess with Deepika?" I punched him once more. "If you try to mess with Deepika, you have to mess with me!". I saw him taking out a knife from his pocket. "Oye, mind your language and get away from me!" he said and pointed towards me with the knife. I didn't let he go. "Let me go before I do something to you with this knife!" he said and slapped me on my face. "Do you think I'm scared?" I said. "Deepika, call the police now!" I yelled to her. She dialled the number. "If you dare to call the police, I swear I will kill you!" I looked shocked at Imran. How can a guy be like this? I've never seen in my life someone like he. I let him go.
He started walking towards me and I started walking backwards. He came closer. My heartbeat raised up and I was warm and angry. As he stood in front of me I started to beat him. I punched him in his stomach and he punched me back. But then, he took his knife in front of me again. I was just about to punch him. "Hit me!" he said while laughing. I looked at Deepika. She still tried to call the police. She looked worried and slapped her mobile. What's wrong with the network? Why can't she call the police?
I punched him hard and he held his stomach. But before I could take his knife from his hand, he cut my arm. I yelled in pain. I fell down on my knees and closed my eyes.