Bunking where you shouldn't (Kenbear)

As soon as I hear footsteps on the creaking old stairs a jolt of adrenaline surges through my veins making me jump a little. My heart rate shoots up together with my greenish blue eyes scanning stairs. No wonder I'm so jumpy.

It hasn't even been a weak since Jins Revenue attacked my girl friend and former mentor for the very last time leaving a trail of blood and destruction inher home.
I have to remind myself that he's dead now. This can't be him. I know that for sure because I'm the one who pulled the trigger on the man, who invaded her home.
Instinctively my hand curls arund the next best thing which happens to be a fire hook near the chimney.

Then I see her. A girl is up there slowly coming down towards me. My first impression tells me she's not here to attack me but who knows. Looks can be decieving.

"I am just here for fun. Nothing legal going on or anything because I know what you're thinking...."
What am I thinking? That she broke into my grandfathers home!

My eyes narrow as she steps down. "What the hell are you doing in here?"
I guess the door wasn't locked.
"I'm thinking..." I stress in a low, slow and threatening tone. "....that you envaded my grandfathers home."

She's much smaller than me and probably unarmed, yet I keep the hook in my hand but relax inwardly. I've taken on much bigger guys with ym bare fists.

I can't believe this girl invaded my grandpa's old run down house...why would she? She's well dressed. Surely this ain't her kind of playground.

Her initial expression becomes a little more frightful and insecure when she answer my question. "Just trying to get away from my family. I came here a lot when I was younger."
Her wirst words make sense. Who knows what her folks are like. But the last part baffles me.
"What?" I raise my brows because this was my secret hiding spot, my work out place when I was angry or frustrated by my father. Hence the large worn out leather punching bag in the middle of the former living room.
I never noticed anybody had been here...or maybe just blamed it on the wind and rats.
"You did?"

That's when she notices the fire hook in my balled fist nd backs up raising her hands in defense.
"I know what it looks like."
I lower it slightly because she doesn't look very harmful but keep it inmy hand anyway. After all she shpuld be a bit intimidated. If I was still a peace keeper she'd be in a world of trouble now. I know that. I've been caught trespassing...old story but still very painful.

"I honestly thought it was abandoned...Might as well be."
She's right but it doesn't make it any better.

"That doesn't make it any better. It's still trespassing, lady!" I exclaim a little angry but less worried.
Slowly I place the hook on the ground and give her a glare.
"This is my place now. It's not your fucking playground. If you need to get away from your family then go to your friends place."
I show her my empty hands so she can stop shaking. After all I don't intend to cause her any harm.
"What you did is called trespassing and not taken lightly by the peace keepers around here. Trust me, I know. It'll earn you a lashing." My tone has become strangely low and not a bit intimidating. Maybe it's because I've been in the same place as she is...for different reasons.