Repeating Time For The Perfect Revenge

Chapter 6's

Drr... Drr...

The vibration from the phone in my pocket made me feel uncomfortable and awake.

A short message came into my phone. I focused my gaze which was still not fully awakened and was still sleepy.

From Timothee:

‘Where are you?’

I turned my head to read the message sent by the man. I then turned off my phone without replying to the short message the man had sent.

Drrt... Drr...

My phone is back vibrating. Timothee sent me a short message.

From Timothee:

‘You're on the road?’

I want to ignore the short message that the man sent. But before I did, the man called me.

“Halo.”

“You didn't reply to my message at all. Where are you?”

“At home.”

“I'm there.”

I did not respond to the man until he disconnected his phone call.

***

“Alicia! Alicia!”

A light pat on my cheek made me wake up from my sleep. The first sight I saw when my eyes began to focus was Timothee sitting on the edge of my bed.

“What are you doing here?”

“Build the sleepyhead,” he said as he glanced mischievously at me.

I rolled my lazy eyelids hearing his words.

My throat is thirsty. I am grateful that the servants in my house are sensitive enough to fill the empty glass on the nightstand beside my bed with water.

I whipped the glass and drank the water in it. Not finished I finished the contents of the glass, my stomach and throat felt very sore. My throat even felt burning.

“Uhuk.... Uhukkc... Hoekk.

I was so shocked when fresh blood soaked my blanket and bed. I just spewed out a lot of blood. My gaze even started to blur from losing quite a bit of blood.

Kulirik Timothee who was no less surprised by me. But the man did not shout at all to call for help for me who was dying.

‘What's wrong here?’ my inner.

It wasn't even a week after I came back to make the revenge act I had planned. I haven't seen people who hurt me feel pain worse than me. But I have to go back to taking lives because of a poison I don't know who did it.

My body began to collapse on the bed. Timothee is still in place and has not called anyone to help me. What can I expect from a man who cheated on my half-brother and killed me in the future?

I smiled wailing at my fate which felt very sad. ‘What really has to end like this?’ my question is in my heart.

‘I haven't even got a chance to avenge me. I really wish I could make it happen. But why does everything seem to be on my side?'

***

I held my chest, throat and stomach. The intense pain I felt just now was gone. Lost out of nowhere.

My bed is clean. The blanket I was wearing was also clean and fragrant as if there was never any blood dripping there.

“Alicia, are you awake?”

Lucy's mother's voice heading for my room made me realize that I was back to square one. The point where I have to start everything back.

“Alicia!”

Without knocking and without permission, the woman entered my room. The look of hostility the woman threw at me was still the same.

“Quick shower and beautiful dressing. You were even too lucky to be matched with the second son of the Jordan family. Although not an heir, but he was still given abundant wealth by his family. If only Lucy could be as lucky as you. Really unfair.”

The woman's voice and all her words, now sounded like a broken radio voice that kept repeating the same things over and over again. But I had no choice but to go through it all.

***

All day long, I've been hearing broken radio noises over and over again. I even almost thought that the people around me today were not humans but only dolls who had always played the same role as before.

The things I've been doing today are exactly the same as what I did before. I was even getting ready to leave for college after receiving a call from Giovano.

The first sight I saw when I came out of my house was Timothee sitting in his car. He's taking me to college today exactly as he did before.

‘I'm sick of having to keep dealing with him. But I have no other choice.’

My stomach feels nauseous when I see it for longer. I still remember how he had no intention of helping me when I was on the verge of death.

He did not seem to want to hide his heart. I could clearly see the lazy expression he had when he was waiting for me to get into his car.

“You're not busy, are you?” my many.

“I can go by myself if you are busy.”

In my heart I really hope that he at least has a busy day so that I can leave without having to see let alone be with him for longer.

“No. I'm not busy today.”

That rebuttal shattered my expectations in an instant. I knew I was going with him, but I still hoped I wouldn't be with him all day.

***

“Thank you for driving me.”

“Iya. When you are finished, yes! You don't have any plans today?”

I almost repeated the same mistake of letting Timothee pick me up when I got home. I shouldn't have given him more chances, considering he's a real jerk.

“I have activities today. Maybe it's a little late. You don't have to bother picking me up. I-“

“It's okay. I can still pick you up. I'm quite free today.”

I really don't want to spend more time with people who might have killed me on purpose twice. The lingering with her was truly nauseating.

“I have a group assignment today. I'll also stay at my friend's house so I'll come home with her later.”

Looking at Timothee who seemed to be thinking of replying to my alibi so that he would not pick me up. I don't want to waste a chance. Before the man spoke, I cut him off first with a goodbye.

I didn't even wait for the man to answer my greetings. I immediately left him and ran towards my faculty building.

A sense of pleasure was overflowing in my mind as I did not have to deal with the man for much longer. I move my legs vigorously towards the classroom we will be using today.

But the smile was instantly gone when in the corner of my eye I saw Alexander Jordan just coming down from the top of his black Pajero sport. I still harbored heartache and grudge with that man.