Chapter 61 Sixty One. Revenge

   "Michelia's suicide increased the average quality of Belfast women by 14 percentage points."

   In the restaurant downstairs, Gina talked to her companions eloquently.

   The companion on the opposite side laughed dryly. She was one of the few people who didn't get involved and felt that Michelia was pitiful.

   Because of this, Gina worked tirelessly to explain to her how outrageous what Michelia had done, trying to change her opinion—

  Eileen showed a far-fetched smile similar to a friend talking about a topic she wasn't interested in, and had to nod her head in agreement: "Is it a bit too much to say...?"

   "Please! I've told you many times, how bad is that bitch!" Gina's eyes widened exaggeratedly, her face filled with incredible expressions, she stood up and shouted. It wasn't until everyone in the restaurant turned their heads that they sat down a little embarrassedly, and said quickly in a low voice, "You still speak for her..."

   "But I think people have been forced to commit suicide by you..." Irene said, suddenly feeling that the surroundings became gloomy, a little restless, and twisted her body.

"Why do you think so? Her death means that all sins can be wiped out!?" Gina felt incredible, she stood up angrily, and once again used a sharp voice that was loud enough to be heard by all the guests in the restaurant. Shouting: "You don't know what's good or bad, now I'm going to re-examine our friendship!"

   She lifted her skirt and left the seat, and left the restaurant door in the face of all the astonished eyes.

  Irene was also one of the surprised until the waiter came to the table.

   "Miss, it's eighteen shillings."

  …

   "Why do you think she is innocent! In addition to being beautiful, she is outstanding, why is she still forgiven for making such a disgusting mistake..."

   The eyes that should have been bright were filled with trembling hatred and resentment, Gina cursed in a low voice.

   seems to dispel her fear of killing Michelia.

  Yes, the initial rumor started from Gina. And she did it for a very simple purpose: out of jealousy.

   As the initiator, Gina enjoys the fact that her own rumours are being discussed by more and more classmates, and is glad that others are joining in.

   She likes to see the girl who used to help her classmates and was admired by all the boys being cast aside by everyone. Also loves seeing the hateful histories that keep coming up about Michelia - even if she has doubts about its veracity.

   But until news of Michelia's suicide broke out, Gina finally became terrified and realized the situation was irreversible.

   Not because of guilt, but because of fear that Michelia would turn into a ghost and seek revenge for herself.

   After all, you are the source.

   Gina knew that the one she was spreading was a pure lie, so she took the other lies as life-saving straws, and thought they were right, and it really happened to Michelia. Only in this way can the fear in his heart be eased, and the disgust for Michelia can be suppressed by the fear of Michelia.

   This is embodied in Gina's maddenedly telling friends about Michelia's "guilt", trying to get her friends to join in.

  Her friends would accompany Gina to rebuke a few words at first, but after Gina kept mentioning Michelia, they became a little bored and avoided Gina subconsciously.

  Gina didn't notice that her friends started to move away from her recently, and she had a fight with her best friend Erin today.

   But she noticed the coldness, and the exposed skin stirred up layers of goosebumps.

   "Damn the ghost weather!"

   She gritted her teeth and cursed, and hurried back to the empty house on the same street.

  . Closing the door, he leaned back against the door and breathed a little. The familiar sight dispels a trace of coldness and inner fear. She took off her shoes at the entrance, put on soft slippers, and walked to the bedroom.

  dong——dong——dong——

  Gina was startled and turned to look at the door behind her.

   The knock on the door came from the door of his own house.

  dong——dong——dong——

   The slow knock sounded again.

   "Who?"

   Gina shouted, but no one answered outside the door.

  My parents are still busy in the shop at this time, so no one should come to the house at this time.

   Confused, Gina picked up a wooden stick by the door, walked to the door, and peeked out through the cat's eyes.

  The promenade outside the door was empty, and it was dark and wandering in the small space.

   stood up straight and looked away, Gina muttered something in confusion.

   But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Got you."

   "Ah who!?" Gina exclaimed and turned around abruptly. After seeing the figure in front of her, she gradually waited for her eyes.

   "Michelia... ah!!!!"

   She stood upside-down with hair all over her body, her back pressed against the cold security door, and with a muffled sound, she screamed, "Are you alive or..."

   She couldn't speak anymore, despair poured into her mind like ice water, making her unable to think.

In front of   , Michelia's eyes were red, and her neck was pinched with a hand as hard and cold as iron pincers. Gina regained her thinking ability, unable to beat Michelia's arm, and shouted with difficulty: "Don't kill me... I beg you, I'm wrong... I shouldn't have done that..."

The palm of her hand was getting tighter and tighter, the painful suffocation made her unbearable, and she couldn't help but yelled: "Why...why are you so good...everyone is revolving around you! I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled. what!!!!!"

The    palm continued to clench, and Gina's neck bone made a creepy sour sound. She rolled her eyes, her legs kicked and kicked weakly, and trying to take a breath seemed out of reach.

   Gina longed for Michelia to let go a little and answered herself. But she was desperate, Michelia didn't react, and she never saw the anger and resentment she imagined. She just stared at herself indifferently with blood-red pupils, as if looking at an irrelevant stranger.

   She came for revenge.

The brain was interrupted due to lack of oxygen. A dark wet mark appeared on Gina's long skirt, spreading all the way to the ankle. The pale yellow liquid poured into the slippers on the feet and dripped down the toe of the shoes, which was unbearable. The stench overflowed.

   At this time, the palm that was restraining the neck finally loosened and gradually loosened.

   Gina fell, slumped in her own urine. She rolled her eyes, leaned against the door, and drooled unconsciously from the corners of her mouth.

  Michelia silently watched her demented appearance, and her figure gradually faded.

  Michelia didn't do anything, she just appeared in front of Gina, let the black halo lure out the sin in Gina's heart, and pinched Gina's hand, which was Gina's own hand.

   It was Gina who drove herself crazy.

   (end of this chapter)