She went to have the bath and dress up in her usual attire when she heard someone crying. She quickly dressed up and ran to check out the commotion. Apparently, her parents were already staring outside. "Coming, popsie", Deva said, putting on her shoe in an obviously imbalanced manner. She looked outside along with her family and saw a girl, a small girl crying, begging for her lollipop while a boy kept on holding it up in the air and taking it higher and laughing as the girl continued begging. "This mother fucker", she said in raging anger as she stormed out of the room, picked up her gun and loaded it. Her mom kept on shouting her name and then, she stopped. "Deva, what is wrong with you?", Celina said on a verge to cry. "Deva, you need to stop this attitude, right away", her father chirped in. "But mom, dad, someone gotta stop this asshole, unless that girl is gonna fall sick and if no one gonna do 'em, I'll do it then". Her mom just broke down in tears as her dad followed after giving her an earful, she took one last look at the boy and noticed he had a scar on his neck. 'I am so gonna give you another one', she said squinting her eyes with creased brows. Then, she ran after hermom but when she got close, she heard what shook her world down. She stood close to the wall to listen. "Honey, I can't do this anymore, she has too much rascality in her and keep on behaving manly. She is a woman for God's sake", Her mom said in between tears while her dad was trying to console her. "So, what do what us to do with her?", her dad then said. "Let's send her to the military, if she wants to keep on behaving like this, I got no option". Deva couldn't hold it in any more, she burst out crying and ran away from there and the worst part was that they didn't even notice when she left and her father couldn't for once help her. She was going to Barrack-Obama and he was not helping. She picked up her bag and gun, put it in her bag and was about to leave the door, when her mother shouted her name. "DEVA!". "Yes".
She said not taking a glance at her mom. "I've made food, come and take yours". "No need, mom. I am NOT HUNGRY, SO LEAVE ME ALONE!". She walked out, leaving her cry there for all she cared.