HER eyes looked sharply at the man sitting on the other side of the table with a bandage on his left eye. Bloodstains were all over his powder blue shirt, and he looked smitten by her. Maggie smirked at the sight of him.

“What’s up with you? Why do you look so scared now?” Maggie asked the man who just clenched his jaw while looking at her. “What did you say again when I caught you molesting me?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” the man shouted at her. “You’re a freak! How am I able to make your accusations if I am sleeping?”

“Oh, come on, mister.” Maggie shook her head. “We’re already here in the police station, and you still deny it?”

The man looked at the help desk officer. “Sir, I am the victim here. Look what that freak did to me. He stabbed my eye! And, I will file a case against her.”

The police officer looked at her. “Miss Rutherford, is it true that you stab his eye?”

Maggie leaned on her seat. “Yes, I used my favorite ball pen to put a hole in his eye,” she said and took out her ball pen. “Here, I haven’t clean the bloodstain in it. I want to keep it a remembrance.”

The police officer frowned at what she said. “Why did you stab his eye? You almost blinded his left eye,” he said and showed her the medico-legal of the man’s injury. “It says here that after you stab his eye, you pressed the object even deeper, almost hitting the nerves.”

“He deserved it,” she said in a grave tone. “And how many times do I have to tell you the reason why I did it? He molested me inside the bus. He slipped his hand under my skirt and even forced me to pull off my underwear—”

“That’s not true!” the man protested. “I just dozed off! I wasn’t aware that my hand fell on her skirt, but I didn’t touch her! Not even a bit!”

Maggie laughed wickedly. “You know what, mister? With that ugly face of yours, you should at least be a kind person,” she said, took out her phone, and clicked on the video compilation. “I have evidence—”

“Maggie!” Dr. Jacob hurried inside the police station and hugged her. “What happened to you?” He looked to the man and drew his brows together at the sight of him. “Did this man do something to you?”

Maggie nodded. “He molested me—”

“Liar!” the man shouted. “I am the victim here! Look what your daughter did to me!”

Before Maggie could speak again, Madison entered the police station. “Maggie, what happened?” she asked, then swept the doctor away from her. “What happened to you, sweetie? Are you alright?”

As she saw the tears shone on the corner of her mother’s eyes, Maggie’s mind suddenly went blank again. She just stood there for a couple of seconds while her mother caressed her shoulders as if calming her, even if she doesn’t need it.

“Maggie, what happened? Tell me…” Madison whispered to her.

She looked up at her mother. “I-I don’t know…” she said, then looked around. “What am I doing here?” 

“See? That freak is lying!” the man shouted at her.

“Watch your mouth, mister. I can sue you with every malicious word that you will say to her,” Dr. Jacob threatened the man.

“I will sue that freak for what she did to me!” he said and was about to attack the doctor, but the police officer stopped him.

When she saw the blood on the man’s shirt, Maggie cried and hugged her mother. “I don’t know what happened…”

Madison turned to the police officer. “Officer, can you tell me what happened and why my daughter is brought here in the station.”

The police officer drew his brows together. “This man filed a complaint to your daughter for stabbing him in the left eye with her ball pen,” he said and pointed at the ball pen that Maggie doesn’t remember placing on the table. “This is the weapon that she used.”

Madison gasped and looked at her. “Did you do that, Maggie?”

Maggie’s hand trembled in fear. “N-no…” she said, staring at the bloody ball pen. “I-I can’t do that. I don’t even know him…” She trailed off as she looked at the man closely. “Wait, you’re the mister sitting beside me on the bus!” She gasped, then wept in tears. “H-he touched me here, mommy…” she said and pointed to her legs.

“Liar! She’s lying! Her statement is inconsistent!” the man said furiously. “Officer, that crazy girl is lying! Just awhile ago, she’s looking at me sharply, and now she turned like that!”

“Mr. Alibago is right, Madam Rutherford,” the police officer told them. “There’s something wrong with your daughter’s statement.”

“But what she said is enough to prove that this man did something to her,” Jacob said. “Maggie wouldn’t cry like this if nothing happened to her.”

“This bandage and blood all over me is enough evidence that your freak daughter tried to kill me!” the man shouted at them. “Freak, crazy—”

Dr. Jacob grabbed the man’s collar. “I told you to watch your mouth—”

“Stop it, Jacob,” Maggie’s mother said and looked at her. “Maggie, tell me the truth? What happened while you’re on the bus?”

“Madam, why don’t we look at the evidence that the girl claimed she has?” The police officer suggested. 

Maggie knotted her forehead. “E-evidence?” she asked. “I don’t have evidence.”

“You said you have evidence,” the police told her with furrowed brows. “You don’t remember saying it?”

Maggie shook her head. “I don’t even remember how I came here.”

“Officer, what else did she say before we arrived here?” Dr. Jacob asked.

“She admitted that he stabbed Mr. Alibago in his left eye with the use of this ball pen. She even said that she wanted to keep it bloody for a souvenir,” the police officer said, pointing at the bloody ball pen.

Maggie’s eyes widened in shock. “I didn’t say that! That’s horrible! And, I’m afraid to blood!” she said and hugged her mother. “Mommy, I didn’t do it…”

Madison caught her forehead. She lowered her head then noticed that Maggie’s phone screen is opened. She took it in her hand and gasped at the video playing on the phone’s screen. “Officer, I think this is the evidence.”

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