"You're filthy." A familiar voice of a girl wearing a school uniformed sneered.

I opened my eyes and what I saw and heard before me were white tiles and the constant snickering of people surrounding me.

There were three of them standing before me. I feel dizzy by the constant noise around me. I gritted my teeth trying to ease the pain on my broken rib. I woke up and barely holding my consciousness in before I faint again.

The scene before me is familiar.

I felt a pang on my forehead and as I touch it, I can feel the hot liquid gushing out of my forehead.

Blood?

I thought I died from a gunshot? Why am I here and who are these people? Am I at School?

The girl in the middle kneeled in front of me and scorned, "You're just like your mother who will spread her legs for money."

Her chestnut hair and tanned skin, chocolate brown eyes, cute nose and pouty lips looks great.

Ah, a familiar face from my past. The spoiled daughter of the Ferdinand Karl, a famous businessman around here

I let out a dry laugh, I see I came back as a Highschool Girl.

"You're just like your ***** of a mother." She glared at me. I understand her. My mother destroyed their supposed 'happy family'

I used to hate her sharp, degrading words, every sarcastic remarks leaves a deep wound on my heart and the mere insult to my mother, I would cry my heart out. But not anymore.

*****?

Mother?

I stared at her straight in the eye. I almost broke out a smile.

It's amusing to see her looking down on me. I wonder how would she look with a knife stabbed on her neck. I shivered with  excitement at the thought.

I want to immediately grab her mouth and tear it open until her jaw broke just to stop her from yammering.

She stood up and kicked me on my stomach.

****, it badly hurts! Damn it!

"Stay away from Eric, bitch, you hear me?" She growled like a fucking lunatic before kicking me again.

I didn't let out a whim. I scrunched up my nose from the pain. What the hell? I held my pained rib as I crouched on the floor.

"Ugh, fucking gross." the other bitch commented.

"Let's go, girls." Like a group of bitches they are, they left me behind.

"Jenny's group is pretty harsh, no?" the other guy snickered.

"What a poor thing."

"She keeps on flirting with Eric, she deserves it."

"She's not that worth to pay attention with. Let's go. Break is almost over." the other guy said.

"Why don't we go to karaoke later?"

The other students left me here, lying on the cold surface of the floor. I closed my eyes and take deep breaths to lessen the pain before moving. It had always been like these ever since I was a child. I'm the pushover, the one who's always silent and cries if she's hurt.

I tried to get up using my arms, but it fucking hurts! I took another deep breaths and supported myself and lean on the cold wall. I'm going to kill all of their family members. I probably should start with her.

Why were they bullying me again?

Because of Eric?

No... Not because of Eric.

They're bullying me just because... No reason.

They don't need a reason to bully me.

I tried recalling what happened. I remember dying from a gunshot. I was aiming at the target when I heard the cocked gun and a loud 'shot'.

But why am I at school? Why am I even here?

Did I really reincarnate? I cupped my face. Does it even matter at all? I'll make sure I won't get caught this time.

"You look horrible. Do you need help, nerd?" A deep baritone asked.

I raised my head and saw a familiar delinquent student smiling at me. Ethan Riego He looks handsome with his sexy smirk. He's one of those who didn't bully me back then in High School. He's the opposite of the President Eric, even though both of them were well-liked, He is more carefree and a smile was often displayed on his lips while hanging out with his friends.

He's going to help me? I stared at his eyes and I saw a hint of pity. I almost smirked.

Gullible.

I grab the wall and stood, enduring the pain on my rib. I bear with the pain on my rib as I stood up and nodded at him, I have high pain tolerance so my broken rib is not that painful where I would faint and I could still walk. It's a bit uncomfortable tho."Thank you for the offer but I can manage."

He reached out his hand and asked, "How about you grab on me?"

I eyed the delinquent who helped me and grab his hand and mouthed a thanks.

His mouth hanged and his eyes widened with surprise. "Eh?!"

I furrowed my eyebrows, confused with his reaction, "Why're you looking at me like that?"

He looked at me in disbelief, "Did you just thanked me?!"

"I did, why?" 

He shakes his head and avoided my gaze, muttering, "It's just that, you used to avoid me. You were pretty scared back then whenever I approach you or anyone for that matter."

"Hmn. I'm too amazing to socialize with peasants like you." I said jokingly.

The delinquent guy raised an eyebrow and smirked, "I bet you fart glitters"

"Its glitters would amaze you and will make you bow down and call me Master." I smirked on him.

He gaped on me, shocked with what he heard and I just smirked on him. Cute.

"I admire how dense you are with sarcasm." He shakes his head with disbelief.

I chuckled.

"Why did you help me?" I asked.

There were no students at the hallway since classes have already started.

"You're Lineal Kim, right? The nerd and play thing of Jenny Karl. I just feel like helping you." He smirked.

I didn't refute his words.

He opened the clinic's door and walk inside. He laid me gently on the bed. I took my hands back and faced him. "Am I my mother?"

Ethan frowned but I caught a glimpse of interest in his eyes. "You're not." He understood what I was trying to say. He, for sure, have heard all the rumours about me, how my mother is a home wrecker and a gold digger.

"My mom, had been in love with Father ever since the day she was hospitalized. Mom did everything to make him happy but he married someone else." I lowered my head and a tear fell on my cheeks.

Ethan didn't say anything. He stood there watching me. "Is that what your mom 

told you?"

I smiled pitifully and stared at the white wall "She always have nightmares, she's calling out to father-begging him not to leave her and that she's willing to start over with him."

Ethan went silent. He's probably contemplating what to say. "I'm sorry with what happened to your mother."

I closed my took a deep breath and smiled, "I always feel lonely with my mother. I just want to have a friend."

"You'll have your own friends." He said. His eyes didn't meet mine and his lips protruded. He seems so uncomfortable with the topic. I almost smirk. Friends? I don't need one.  

"Thank you for bringing me here, Ethan. I appreciate it." I said and lied down. He didn't say anything except 'rest well' and left. 

I felt someone nudged on my arm and saw a woman in white coat staring at me. I glanced at her nametag.

Mrs. Carrie Arabella.

"The school clinic will be closing now. Do you have someone you can call at home to assist you?" she asked in a professional manner. Her hair is loose and beautifully curled. Her skin was white and her eyes were green.

I shake my head. That woman rarely goes home.

"I'll take care of myself." I took a deep breath before pushing myself up and lean on the wall. She helped me up and clean my wounds.

"You sure have it rough." Mrs. Arabella frowned while dumping a small sanitized cotton on my forehead. She then handed me a pain reliever for my broken rib.

I didn't say anything because what would I say on something that is neither an opinion nor a comment?

I just remained silent since that's the best thing to do.

"Go take a week of rest. You should go to a nearby hospital to get an X-ray to check other injuries. I will inform your teachers for your day off." Mrs. Arabella said after patching up the wound.

I nodded my head and my eyes darted towards the worn off bag which is pathetically lying on the chair. I guess Ethan brought it with him after I dozed off. I clicked my tongue after observing the bag. Was I that poor that I can't even buy a decent bag? The holes were just patched up by some random fabric.

"Will do, Doc." I said and picked up my bag and thanked the Doctor before leaving.

As I closed the door, a huge frame of body was in front of me and a familiar handsome kid was facing the door beside the clinic. His eyes were deep black and his hair is silver. His thin red lips and straight nose will make the girls swoon. And this face is so familiar to me since he's always at my parents' house. The Best friend of my little Brother, Eric Montreal. The setting sun light perfectly illuminates his clear skin making him look more appealing than before. The smile at his face and the soft and gentle gaze makes him suspicious. It's as if he's staring at his lover.

He was my previous crush. Now, I no longer feel the same after seeing him standing before me. He knew that he was one of the reasons why I was being constantly bullied by the others and he, never once, helped me to get out of those tough situations. It's not that he has an obligation but I realized how naïve I was back then for liking someone who never once cared about me. How pathetic I was for liking someone who never cared for my existence. From now on, I would no longer care about how other people perceived me nor would I love someone. I almost chuckled, am I even capable of loving?

"Lineal Kim?" I was pulled back to the present by a soothing and handsome voice. The thick furrowed eyebrows and a knee-melting gaze was directed to me.

"What's up?" I asked in a laid back manner. He seems baffled by my sudden change of behavior. I can't blame him though since the former Lineal Kim is a coward and always speak in a hushed manner. My confidence made him flabbergasted. I'm no longer afraid, I no longer care about other people.

"What are you looking at?" I took a step closer at him and took a peek at the window of the closed door to see what he's looking at. Just the mere conversation tires me out.

"I-it's nothing!" He suddenly covered the window with his large frame, his face flushed and sweat drips on his smooth forehead.

I eyed him suspiciously and a smirk plastered on my lips. "Is it someone you like?" I teased though I don't actually care.

His eyes darted anywhere but me. "W-What are you talking about?" He nervously chuckled.

His expression says everything. He has someone he likes

"What's this commotion?" The door suddenly opened and a familiar person. My heart beats faster and my body shivered. I badly want to throw myself to him and hugged him with all my might. I'm struggling between crying with loneliness and happiness.

"What are you doing here, Bitch? Are you here too flirt with Eric again?" Jenny Klark shrieks like a mad woman. I remember, she's also a part of a committee

"I smelled a stench of trash, I see they haven't picked you up yet." I emotionlessly said. What are you going to do about it little bitch?

"Ooohh." JD Park chuckled, amused at the sight before him. This punk never changed. He always enjoys whenever he sees people fight.

"It's funny hearing that from someone who can barely afford to buy anything without relying on my father. Both you and your mother." Jenny made a faint laugh with words laying on sarcasm.

I looked at her as if I'm looking at a pathetic fly, "Didn't your mother seduced father and get herself pregnant with you? Quit yapping your mouth as if your mother didn't covet someone who already has a lover. Your grandparents only obligated Mr. Klark to marry her. It's not like you were loved by your father either. He's just stuck with you and your sorry of a mother."

Jenny's face paled. She can't believe she was thoroughly humiliated in front of her crush, Eric and other few classmates inside the club room.

Eric was speechless and JD chuckled at the entertaining sight in front of him.

"It was a forced marriage? No wonder her attitude is like that."

"Her mom lacks elegance so that's why." the other students whispered on themselves.

"She's doing the same thing by coveting to Eric, didn't you see how mad she was when that nerd speaks to Eric? As far as I know Eric already has a lover."

You want gossip, Jenny Klark? I'll give you gossip. Since I'm already at the bottom, I'll drag you down with me.

"You bitch!" She raised a hand on me. I reacted on instinct and quickly grab her arm and hit her neck with a chop. I quickly grab her hair and swiftly hit her face with my other elbow. She fell on the ground with a loud thud, the movements were too fast for them to react.

"What the fck just happened?" The other students were dazed.

I stride towards her and stepped on her face. She shrieked while holding her broken nose and tears streaming down on her face, "Don't step on me, Bitch!" she pathetically shrieked while removing my foot on her face.

"I see you still have guts to run off that useless mouth of yours. I don't remember giving you the permission to order me around." I leaned towards her and look at straight in her eyes and spoke in a threatening voice, "Listen, and don't **** with me. The next time I see you shitting my name or my mother. I'm going to make you pay." I glared at her and kicked her fucking useless pretty face. She's all face but no brain.

"Woah, that was cool." JD clapped his hands as if he saw an awesome performance. JD had never seen this side of Lineal before. Had she finally lost it? Hahaha. JD laughed.

When Lineal lifted her foot from Jenny's face, Jenny with tears on her face, pathetically stood up and ran away while sobbing. It almost look pitiful. If you don't know what kind of person she actually is, you're going to think she was the one who was aggrieved instead of the other way around.

I opened the door and went inside the house.

After the commotion, I left first but before leaving, I saw Eric staring at JD, the Vice President of the Student Council. Eric has a soft smile and doting eyes directed to JD. It's not the eyes of a brother who's indulging on his little brother but the eyes of a lover.

I leaned my head on the door after closing it. Why didn't I notice it before? They were technically always together and there's also a time where I saw Eric kissed JD on the cheeks on the rooftop screams 'BL'. The mere fact that Eric never dated says everything. I thought they were just friendly but seems I'm greatly mistaken.

I opened my eyes and left my shoes on the door and walk towards the stairs. The continuous crash of plates, glasses and shrieks came from the kitchen. She's here? I tool a peek at the kitchen and saw her drowning her self in alcohol while crying and screaming. shattered glasses were all over the kitchen.

She's being crazy again and her hysterics are getting more and more annoying. I sighed. I'm getting more and more annoyed. 

I went straight to my room and a memory flashed to my mind. While I was showering back then, my door suddenly burst opened and a middle aged man walks in with a perverted gaze directed at me.

He grab my hand and kissed my neck and his filthy hands were on my body, squeezing and forcing himself on me. I was crying and screaming for help but my mother who was supposed to support me didn't helped. She didn't even throw me a glance when he violated me.

Instead she profited from selling me out.

I was raped. Fucking violated.

The tormenting pain and trauma the two of them had caused me were never forgotten, instead, it haunted me every night and even if after killing him. The scars never healed.

I immediately looked for my wallet and grab my savings on my drawer. I quickly showered and changed my clothes into a hoody, pants and rubber shoes. I wore a black mask. 

At exactly 8pm, the guy will arrive at home and violate me. I stealthily walk towards the door and without making a noise, I was able to leave the house without a fuss.

She's probably still drinking at the dining room. I jogged around the neighborhood and it somehow eased up my tension. I almost vomit from the thought of getting violated again.

If it was me 4 years ago, I would probably be trembling in fear. My mind would probably go blank and would cry helplessly. I heaved a deep sigh. Now that I reincarnated, I'll do and will make sure everything will change. I will never let anyone manipulate me again. Nor would I let them look down on me.

Where did that guy live again?

8th corner of Tangerine road, Block 23 Lot 24? His house is broken down with a rotten stench of mouse mixed with alcohol. Aside from being an alcoholic, the man was also a gambler and spent all his mother's pension to gambling. He went bankrupt and resorted to selling drugs. 

Him, getting jailed in the past was nowhere enough for me, the reason why I killed him right before he was sent to prison

I stealthily walk towards his house. Jumping on the tree beside the house gave me the view of the bedroom, three men were cooking meth and two women were smoking while a pair is  making out. The guy who raped me before who's name is Carlos  is holding a glass of liquor while standing before the doorway. Pot sessions and meth were on the table and a few money were scattered on the floor. I took a few pictures of them taking drugs and alcohols. Sounds of laugh came from bedroom.

"Are you sure you're going to make that kid yours now?" A fat white woman asked while puffing a cigarette between her fingers. She has these curly blonde hair, a mole on her right cheek and lips red as cherry. She's in her middle forties.

"Marinette sure sells her daughter well. And she sells it to a high price." The other brunette woman scoffed while 

"I heard the child is a ******." 

"Why don't you share her with us, Carlos?" The guy other guy chuckles.

The Carlos guy said, "We can make more money after selling her."

I smirked. Let's see if you can still proceed with your plan. I jumped down and walk a few steps away from his house and dialed 811. After a few rings, an operator answered

"811 what's your emergency?" 

"A group of people is using illegal drugs. They're my neighbors." I answered while looking at my unpainted nails. I should do my nails later. 

"How many people were there and What's your location?" The lady asked. 

"They're about eight people." I stated the address of the rapist. 

"The cops are four minutes away." The lady asked. 

"Alright. Thank you. Have a great day." 

"Thank you too. Have a great day."

I walk towards the corner streets as to not let people be suspicious of me. I glanced at my watch and waited for the cops to arrive. And so 4 police car arrived at Carlos' house. The cops hopped off and knocked on his door . When he opened it, The look of surprise and his pale expression excited and satisfied me. Heh. You shouldn't have involved yourself to me if you don't want to get yourself in trouble. He first refuse to let the cops in then the cops talked it out to him, there was a bit of a commotion. I stood there watching the scene unfold. The people who were with Carlos was arrested by the cops. They were on handcuffs and the drugs were confiscated. I smirked at the sight before me. Carlos wouldn't be able to touch me for now. 

I sighed and went back to my house. Just as I closed the door, a loud shriek coming from the kitchen made me stop on my tracks. She's having another break down. It's really annoying. I really don't understand why she always makes a fuss when it comes to my biological father. Can't she just let go and move on? 

"Lineal? Is that you?" her words were slurry and her eyes were puffy, cheeks were red and eyes were dazed. with a glass of wine on her left hand, she approached me. 

"Have you seen your father? He's still good looking." She said. 

I look at her with a hint of disgust, she has the nerve to talk to me after selling her daughter out? How shameless. 

"Don't talk to me and don't talk about him. It's annoying." I coldly said. 

She just chuckled, "Aren't you going to give your mom a kiss?" she asked in her drunken state. 

"You didn't take care of me as your daughter. You followed him abroad and neglected me here, starving and surviving on my own and now, you want to claim your status  as my mom? Give up. He no longer loves you. No matter what you say or do, you're just a dirt in his eyes and I no longer recognize you as my mom." I didn't filter out my words. 

She looked down, her lips curled up in a lonely smile and with tears rolling down from her eyes. , "I'm just so Inlove with him.." 

"Your love won't make him love you back." I frankly stated. She clenched her fist and swallowed the welling pain building up on her throat. 

I feel bad for her, his supposedly husband, left her for another woman. She loves a guy who never once spared her a glance and the supposedly happy marriage was led to a disaster. She's delusional for thinking that she can have him back by being sexy and gorgeous. Her state of being a heart broken wouldn't erase the fact that she neglected me. She only thought of me as  a baggage. 

"I know, I'm so sorry." She fell down on her knees, weeping for all the mistakes and regrets. She's so messed up, I felt a pang on my chest with just the pitiful scene before me. I swallowed the lump on my throat and avoided her look. I don't want to see her. I don't want to look at her. The longing and pain made everything worse. When I was a kid, every night, i keep on crying, looking for her. I craved for her attention but all I received was a yell, slap and degrading words. You never made me feel enough. You made me feel like a failure. I can't stop the tears from falling and all the welled up emotions pour out. Before I shame myself, I walk away from her crying figure 

"You should have just aborted me." I spat the words while wiping off the tears. 

It's always the parents who leaves their child broken.