You're Under Arrest

She quickly got out of the tub and put on her bathrobe before grabbing her cell phone. Instantly, she jumped as it started to vibrate in her hands. She hissed when she saw Derrik’s name flashing on her screen. She pressed accept to answer the call and forewent all formalities when she spoke.

“That better not be you at the door!” she stated as she went to the window.

“Get your ass here and let me in!” Derrik sneered.

“Fuck you,” she hissed out and disconnected the call. Right away, she dialed the emergency number. “I warned the asshole, this is on him,” she muttered as she waited for someone to respond.

“Pandora!” she heard Derrik yell and he started pounding on the door again.

“What is the address of your emergency?” The monotone male voice asked over the phone.

“Pandora!” Derrik yet again bellowed followed by the pounding on her door.

She stated her address, her voice breaking.

“Answer the fucking door, you stupid bitch!” Derrik screamed again, continuing to pound on the door.

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