Woken Up by Sian Reynolds (different e readers txt) 📕

I'm not perfect, trust me, I'm far from it. You see I live on the streets, my parents died in a car accident when I was thirteen and I've been living on the streets ever since. I just couldn't stand the thought of going to live with my grandmother, she's a horrible old bitch who hates me, and living in a care home was just as repulsive. So I packed a few things that I couldn't live without and went off into the world with no freaking idea what to do. 

I then met Sol. He's just like me. No home, no real family and living on the streets. I met him when I was looking for a place to sleep, about six months after my parents accident, he said he knew a place where I could stay if I want.

He took me to a old warehouse which looked like it would collapse at any moment, there was rotten wood surrounding the outside of the main building which was looked like something you would see in a horror movie, with old chimney's, strange sounds coming from it and rusty chains dangling from the gutter swaying in the wind, don't ask me how the chains ended up dangling from the gutter 'cause I don't know, and it had a few bricked up windows. There was a few extra smaller buildings that looked like they had burnt down in fires.

Inside however was the complete oppisite. It had huge lights dangling from the ceiling lighting up the whole warehouse. There was cushions andold rugs spread out on the floor with sleepinng bags on them, and at the far end of the room was a group of about twenty people surrounding a fire and two men in aprons and dirty chief hats. 

This is my new family. 

I turned left down alley looking for them. Yes there they are! I thought, I'd been tracking down the men that killed my closest friend Gemma about three weeks ago. Gemma was beaten to death by a bunch of drunken tosser's who didn't get there way with her. I was going to avenge her death tonight. 

If it had been me who was attacked that night I could've taken them on easily. I had been trained to fight by Sol. He thought it would help keep me safe if I could defend myself, and now I'm like freaking ninja! Well not quite, but I could easily kick the shit out of these guys. 

As I walked towards them they noticed me. I was used to getting attention from most guys, and even some girls, but tonight I deliberately wanted attention. I'd worn all black, a tight fitting black top that showed off my curves, a leather jacket, with some silver studs I'd added on just because I like them, black skinny jeans with heeled leather boots. I had my light brown hair pulled back in a high pony that would swing when I walked.

There was about six of them. They all turned as I approched them, they wore jeans and hoodies with there hoods pulled up to hide there faces. The tallest guy in the middle of their little group, clearly the leader, walked to meet me in the middle of the alley.

"Hey sexy, what you doing out this late at night?" he said that with a sickly smile showing his missing teeth and the yellowness of the remaining ones and black gums from smoking to much. It almost made me gag looking at him. "Oh, just thought I'd go out for a midnight stroll." I replied trying to sound as innocent as possible. Gappy, that's the name I gave him, took a few steps toward me, "Well, you look like the sorta girl who likes a party. Am I right?" This made him and the rest of his friends chuckle. "Hmmm, I do love a party" I responded with a flirty smile. Then Gappy and his friends laughed a bit more and started to slowly walk towards me. 

This is where the fun starts. I thought to myself. 

"Well you could party with us" He then strolled up to me, placed his hands on my waist and looked at me, "Or you could just party me. I can show you real good time." He winks at me, and slowly moves his hand down my body and shoves his grubby hands into my back pockets. This is my opportunity. 

I smile at him, put my right arm over his shoulder and curl my finger in his drak, greasy hair. Then in one quick movement I jerk my knee up into his crotch, making him gasp and stagger slightly, then I plant a solid kick to his chest which makes him fall forward onto his knees gasping for air like a fish out of water. Then I grab the back of his head and slam it down onto my knee, I hear a satisfying crunch as his nose breaks and blood explodes everywhere, I let him slump to ground unconscious. 

The rest happens in a blur of fury and adrenaline. I'm doing this for you, Gem. I kept thinking that over and over. I took the other five down easily enough. Landing powerful kicks one after the other, breaking nose's and fingers. I winced when I twisted onne guys arm and heard it pop out of place. 

In under ten minutes I had immobalized all six of the jackass's that killed Gemma, and it felt good. I wasn't the only who missed Gemma, she was like a daughter to Sol, and I knew he'd be pleased with what I accomplished tonight. 

I walk away feeling good, and singing to myself, when I hear the sirens. I think that they must be called out to some other place, as this isn't really the safest place in England. But the sirens get louder and louder and as I come to the end of the alley i spot a police car parked blocking my exit. I curse under my breath, but I keep walking with my hands thrust into my pockets hiding the blood and bruises from the fight, and my head held high. 

"Excuse me miss, but I don't suppose you happen to know anything about a disturbance?" I jump, I didn't even see the guy approach me. I was probably to busy thinking. I turn around to face the guy, he looked about middle aged and had a beer belly. I smiled the sweetest smile possible.

"Sorry, no can't say I can. Why was there a disturbance?" I asked trying to sound innocent, "Yes, a lady phoned in about fifteen minutes ago saying that she could hear shouting and that it sounded like there was a fight going on." I nodded looking concerned and thought carefully about my response. "No I didn't here anything at all Officer. If I did I'd tell you, but I didn't." The man gave me an odd look, studying me.

"You don't look to much older than sixteen or seventeenn Why are you out so late?" Damn! Well, he had me there. "Um, I was just out for walk. Wanted some air." I knew that wasn't going to cut it. I'm in some deep shit. "And, how can you explain that blood stain on your right knee?" I didn't even bother to look down, it was the knee I used to break Gappy's nose. "Prehaps you should come with us back to the station." He turned and walked towards the police car, opened the back door and with a sharp nod of the head, indicated for me to get in the car. With a sigh I got in.

Well this clearly isn't going to end well. 

We arrived at the police station roughly twenty minutes later. Officer Borden, I had finally learnt his name, led me through the station and into a small box room. It had three walls painted grey and the fourth made completely from glass. Great interrogation, I thought, just what I need, they've probably already done a background check. 

Shit. 

Whilst I was wrapped up in my thoughts I hadn't noticed Borden talking at me. "Hmmm? Sorry what?" I asked half-heartedly, "I said, that you were found metres from the scene where six fully grown men were beaten un consious, how can you not know anything about it?" He tried to eye ball me thinking that I'm weak and I'll give in easily. Big mistake.

I sat there stretched out in my chair, pulling my hands from my pockets reviling my bruised and bloody hands. I gave him a smug smile and winked at him. Man, I'm having fun.

"Miss Night, I know you know something, so you might as well tell me. Your not doing your self any favours." Borden looked tired and fed up. I sighed and smirked at him.

"Well when you you put it that way, I suppose I should tell you. I have been tracking those men for about three weeks, they hurt my friend so I got my revenge. I saw them in the alley and attacked. They went down easily enough, I broke nose's and finger, bruised a few ribs, I kicked the shit outta of 'em." Borden looked stunned. He opened his mouth to promptley shut it again. "Now, Miss Night, your a fifteen year old girl. I don't think you could take out a fully grown man let alone six. I know you're defending someone so just tell me who." He demanded that last bit. 

I couldn't believe he had the nerve to question me! I gave him one of my meanest stares, and I saw somthing register in his light eyes. Ha! I even surprise myself I'm that good! I smirked at him.

"Well I told you the truth. If you don't believe me then I'll be on my way." With that I got up and headed for the door. Borden quickly got up to and blocked my exit. I automaticly went on the defensive. I felt trapped and I didn't like that. Not one bit. Before I even registered what I was doing, I had Borden pushed up agasint the glass wall with his right arm pulled painfully behind him, his left pinned by his side and my knees pushed into him, holding him in place. I gasped and backed away quickly to the other side of the room. 

Borden straighten himself out and marched out