Chapter 6: Too Stupid to Choose a Snake over a Flower

Gerald's POV:

My brows almost meet each other and my face wrinkled.

The heck's happening here?

I can't help but fetch my phone from the bag without taking my eyes off the hilarious looking girl onstage.

Did my phone froze over and I was wrong in assuming that I was reborn immediately after I died?

I dislike this Joanne girl but I'm quite sure she doesn't look like this.

Wouldn't my mother get a heart attack if she saw her beloved adopted grand daughter look like a clown? A singing clown, to be exact.

I'm pretty sure the date was July 16, 20xx the last time I saw her. That was just 2 weeks after the last day I went to work and got abducted and probably 2 days after I was killed.

I look at the phone's screen.

August 4, 20xx.

I took my sight back to the black clad make-up layered girl again.

The brat was still looking at me in clear confusion, even her band mates stopped playing because of her.

I cock my brow, Forgetting that I'm supposed to be a different person.

Just Like in a horror movie,

Joanne was stunned in an instant. Her eyes widen in horror and her jaws dropped. She couldn't even help but take some steps back with her body trembling all over.

Is she panicking because she already thought I died?!

Too bad for her then. Her opportunity to get the wealth will be ruined.

But then, I suddenly remembered,

Fool! What the fuck did I just do?

Did I just made a familiar gesture to a supposedly unfamiliar person?

That girl's far from stupid! If she met a guy that look like someone she new, even if it was a former appearance or a younger one, she'll surely notice a conspiracy! She may not believe the stupid reality even if I slap it in her face, but she may still ruin my plan!

Shit! Did I just blew my cover?! Just a minute after coming back ?!

Before I even had the luxury to think of what to do next, Joanne suddenly jump down the stage making everyone gasp and panic but actually landed safely then immediately run towards me.

What's wrong with this brat?! Will she try to kill me in broad daylight?! Am I already busted?!

I tried to run but I can't. It's freaking embarrassing but I could feel my legs weaken. Damn this girl! Why did she look like a serial killer racing to pounce at me at hyper speed?!

"Uncleeeeeee!!"

Joanne jump me and we both fall down the water with a loud swish! The unwilling victim fall flat and crushed by the crazy woman. This girl had gone mental!

"Oh my god!"

"What happened!?"

"The punk attacked the handsome guy!"

Before I could even shout and utter a curse, the girl in my arms clutch my shirt tightly and wailed. She cried so loud it almost blew my eardrums off.

I became dumfounded as hell.

"How could you show up in here!!?? you should come to my room! Ghosts melt in sunlight, you bastard!!"

I felt my nose twitch at her stupid comment but I could strangely feel them stabbing straight to my heart..

"How could you only show up now?.. Grandma was waiting for you... If you died, you should let us know quickly, you jerk! How could you..." her shoulder continued to tremble and her hands clutch my shirt until it torn.

My head started hurting.

Why does she acts like this?

Has she really gone crazy?

Is this another acting?!

What?!

Why?!

Isn't this girl a gold-digging orphan that acts cute in front of my mother and even has the guts to try to fawn on the ugly me just to partake in the family's wealth?

Why would she even act like this now??

My head throbs and hurts more.

"How could you, how could you, how could you..." she just cries and my head just continued being more confused. both of us oblivious to the people that were dumbfounded from the sudden outburst.

in truth, I already couldn't help but notice the obvious but I don't have the guts to admit it.

I was duped by the bastard again, it seems..

I now remembered how Rick started feeding my mind with resentment towards the girl that my mother took home.

The little girl will be used to reenact the him from before, Rick says.

The girl will eventually take away everything from me, he whispered.

He taught me that Joanne is a devious girl that should be despised, hated and even emotionally tormented and oppressed because she so much resembled the me from before...

She's Too bright, too happy, and too beautiful that it's too fake.

Just like the devil's whisper, I was made to believe and even believed enthusiastically.

My eyes couldn't help but sting and waters.

What a stupid bastard I was.

With trembling fingers, I seemed to forget rebirth and whatsoever and drove my trembling fingers in her long red hair.

I just discovered a larger debt that I have to pay.

With this thought, my jaws tensed and my hatred, which my thought already maxed out, increased even further.

An even larger price has been added to the debt that has to be collected...

That damned bastard. Just how much did he ruined my life? How much shame and embarrassment will he make me feel? Would I discover betrayals in every step I take from now on?

Aren't you fucking good, Rick?!

Just how stupid am I before raising that big fucking snake??

How stupid am I to nurture a pest and get shamefully manipulated to step on that beautiful flower?

How could I?

Just how?

Tears welled up from my eyes again. I feel too stupid and helpless. I feel so much regret I could just lie down here and die.

I could do nothing but hug the girl back while I silently apologize..

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

The bastard really has to die. I also hate the gullible me but he just died.

Now, Rick is officially my life's nemesis.

I WILL do everything to take him down.