“Ah! ”
Whitney screams and rolls to the side.
There's fresh blood coming out of her back.
Meanwhile, my hand is holding a fruit knife.
Just now... I have stabbed Whitney!
I do it to save myself, it's a reasonable self defense! I have no intention on hurting Whitney!
I don't even know what I'm holding... It's just a random stab, who knows that it'll be like this?!
I quickly crawl up in panic and stretch my hand out to help Whitney up.
She pushes me away and shouts instead, “Fuck off! I don't need a hypocrite like you! Are you just
going to stab me and act nice to me afterwards? Disgusting! Cough, cough, cough!”
Perhaps because Whitney speaks too loud, she keeps coughing.
The fresh blood on her back flows harder too.
I panicked.
I did stab her strongly just now.
Judging from her injury, it doesn't seem to be a light injury.
Or else, by her temperament, I think she'll crawl up to deal with me.
“Stop talking, I'll call an ambulance for you.”
I take my phone out and call 120.
Before the call connects, Whitney says, “Call them outside, I don't want to see you!”
Considering that she's injured, I don't want to upset her.
I obediently go outside to make the call.
When I return, Whitney lies weakly on the floor with her extremely pale face.
Soon, I hear the sound of warning siren.
But when I listen to I carefully, something seems wrong.
It doesn't seem to be the sound of an ambulance, but it's... Police car?
I walk out and take a look.
As expected, there's really a police car at the Louis’ door.
Two polices get off the car and walk towards me.
I don't know what's happening until the police walks into my house and speaks to Whitney, who's lying
on the floor, “Did you call the police?”
Whitney nods and glares at me viciously.
“Police officers, she wants to kill me! ”
I want to kill her?
Isn't that accusation so funny?
If she didn't plan on strangling me to death just now, I wouldn't have resisted in panic and injured her by
accident.
When I want to explain, Whitney keeps pointing at me and says, “You see, she's still holding the
murder weapon! ”
I look down and find the knife still in my hands.
I just called ambulance in a hurry so I didn't put the knife down.
Right now, there are blood stains on the knife.
Just by seeing this, it does look like I'm the one who wants to kill Whitney.
“No, Police officer. She's the one who started it, I'm just protecting myself...”
“What do you mean protecting yourself? You lie to me saying that we're going to talk about France, but
then you just grab the knife without saying anything... Cough, cough, cough... And stab me... Cough,
cough, cough...”
Whitney can't stop coughing.
Seeing her wound, I guess that her lungs are hurt.
I'm at fault for hurting her.
However, I wouldn't have done that if she wasn't so harsh on me.
Now Whitney is lying on the floor with blood all over her.
Of course, the police will believe the weak one more.
They look at me like I'm the suspect.
“Miss, you are under the suspicion of deliberately injuring others. Please come with us.” the police
walks over and politely says that to me.
“What do you mean deliberately injuring others? It's a homicide, a murder!” Whitney adds more details
in excitement.
They look at me like I'm the suspect.
“Miss, you are under the suspicion of deliberately injuring others. Please come with us.” the police
walks over and politely says that to me.
“What do you mean deliberately injuring others? It's a homicide, a murder!” Whitney adds more details
in excitement.
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