《The Ultimate Supporter》Chapter 13: Repent for Sins
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Mona opened the door and saw Mr. Ferk's fist hovering in the air.
"Ooh... hi?" Mr. Ferk greeted. Mona rolled her eyes before closing her door and locking it. She ignored him as she brushed past his shoulder. She started to walk down the stairs and she saw her neighbor. She looked up saw him glare at her in disgust and she looked away. Mr. Ferk caught up to her as they both walked side to side to school together. When they reached the classroom, she threw her empty bag on the desk before leaving the room.
"I'll be back," she announced to Mr. Ferk as she headed to the cafeteria. The tiger was furious as it scratched at the insides of her stomach, demanding food or else it would consume her. She rubbed her stomach and furrowed her brows as she picked up her speed. She reached the cafeteria and looked around to see that it was relatively empty. She grabbed a breakfast sandwich and milk before paying for it. She found herself a quiet spot at a corner of the lunchroom.
She opened the milk carton first and took a swig to quench her thirst before paying attention to the sandwich. She opened the sandwich and took in a whiff. The tiger wagged it's tail as it licked its lips. She brought the sandwich closer to her, ready to take a bite before it was knocked out of her hand. She watched the sandwich roll onto the ground before seeing a pale hand with frighteningly long pink nails in front of her.
"Oops! My bad," the owner of the hand mocked with her ear piercing high-pitched voice. Mona looked up to see a girl with pink hair and purple highlights staring down at her. The tiger in her roared in retaliation but soon ran away when it felt Mona's dark presence. "Why are you looking at me like that? I said it was my bad," the girl taunted. Mona ignored her and picked up the dirty sandwich.
"Yea, it was her bad," a blue-haired girl chimed behind the pink-haired girl.
"That's right. It was an accident. No need to look so ugly," a green-haired girl also chimed.
"Is saying my bad an apology, Cecilia?" Mona stood up and her eyes shot daggers into the pink-haired girl's green eyes.
"Of course it is," Cecilia put a hand on her hip as one end of her lips lifted up, "why? Are you upset?" the girl chuckled.
"No... if it was really an accident then it's alright," Mona picked up her milk carton and proceeded to leave but was stopped by the blue-haired girl as the blue-haired walked in front of her.
"Why don't you greet us also?" she asked.
"My bad. I don't know your names."
"Then, for your information, my name is Sadie and she is Ally. Remember it, Mina knockoff," Sadie ordered. Cecilia and Ally let out a laugh as Sadie gave them a proud smile. Mona felt a rush of heat run through her as she balled a fist. She looked at Sadie and gave her a small smile.
"Please... move. I have to go back to class before the bell rings," she tried to remain calm. She looked behind Sadie to see that students were starting to pool into the cafeteria and she didn't want to attract attention.
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"Why? This is a public space. I can stand anywhere I want. Who are you to tell me what to do, Mina knockoff?" Sadie didn't move. Mona took in a deep breath before trying again.
"I don't want to be late. Please move," she politely said.
"What if we don't? What are you going to do?" Cecilia took a step toward her and set a hand on her shoulder as she leaned into her ear, "without your sister here, you are completely nothing. Why don't you just get the fuck out already, Mina's bitch?" Cecilia hissed. Mona couldn't hold it in any longer as she shoved the dirty sandwich in her hand into Cecilia's face as she pushed her back. Cecilia let out a yelp before staggering backward. Mona didn't end it there as she threw the milk carton at Sadie, spilling the milk all over Sadie's uniquely designed, self altered uniform. Sadie let out a yelp also as she tried to brush the milk off of her.
"My bad, Powerpoff girls" Mona looked at them with menacing eyes, "it was truly an unfortunate accident."
"You fucking bitch!" Cecilia yelled as she wiped cheese off her face.
"Why are you yelling like that? It was an accident. No need to sound so ugly," Mona threw their words back at them.
"You're really looking for a fight!" Cecilia launched at her with her long nails. Before Mona could even dodge she saw a figure appear in front of her.
"Oy! Oy! Please calm down!" she heard Matthew say and looked in front of him to see him grabbing Cecilia's wrists.
"Ma... Matthew?" Cecilia face flushed red before she pulled away, "I... I... it's all her fault. She threw the sandwich at me first," Cecilia immediately shifted the blame toward her.
"That's right. She also threw the milk at me!" Sadie continued to chime in.
"But, you ladies don't need to fight over something like this. It won't be good if it ruins your appearance or reputation," Matthew said quietly. The Powerpoff girls looked behind them to see a gathering had appeared. Their faces turned red before Cecilia cleared her throat.
"Let's go," she quickly spat out as they all left together. Matthew let out a sigh before turning around to face Mona.
"Are you alright?" he asked as he looked Mona up and down with concern. Mona didn't know how to react as she just walked past him and started to head to her class. "Mona," Matthew called out and she felt fingers wrap around her arm.
"Let me go!" Mona whipped his arm off and looked up to see his hurt expression. His lost brown eyes looked back at her as his lips drooped down. Guilt stabbed her chest but she ignored it as she sped walk away. She reached her classroom and sat down at her seat, burying her head into her arms.
"Just three more days... just three more days of this," she muttered to comfort herself.
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After school ended, Mona stayed behind for a bit so everyone could leave. Once the halls were empty, she got up to leave the classroom but was stopped by Liam as he narrowed his eyes at her. She looked behind him to see Cecilia and her group looking back at her with mocking eyes.
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"What do you want?" her voice was cold enough to freeze up an entire room as she questioned Liam.
"Apologize," Liam demanded.
"Apologize? For what?"
"For pushing the sandwich into Cel's face and throwing milk at Sadie," Liam sounded as if he barely had any patience within him.
"I already did. I said it was my bad," Mona retorted.
"Is saying my bad an apology?"
"According to them it is, that's why I said it. I'm not a rude enough bitch to just ruin someone's meal and not apologize properly," Mona fired back as she kept her eyes on the trio. The trio didn't seem fazed at all by her.
"You fucking bitch," Liam hissed as he grabbed her by her collar, "I have had enough of your shit. Why do you keep showing your face around here? Get out. Get the fuck out!" the hand that Liam grabbed her collar with, trembled. "It was just because you were living under Mina's shadow that everyone tolerated you but now that she's gone, no one is going to put up with your fucking shit anymore!" his eyes burned with fury. Mona let out a chuckle.
"Wow... just because you can act a bit, you really think you are the new prince around here? Let me also tell you something, Liam Nast, you are the shittiest actor I have ever watched perform. You can never overcome Elliot in this lifetime. If I had lived in Mina's shadow then you will forever live in Elliot's," Mona smirked. Liam's entire face turned black as he pushed her back and she fell down.
"Don't fucking spew out shit, you bitch!" he stomped toward her.
"Liam!" Natalie ran toward him to hold him back, "stop! If you get suspended then how are we going to compete in the next competition?"
"I don't care. Get off me, Natalie! I'm going to teach that little bitch a lesson. She's the reason Mina and Elliot weren't able to perform with us before they got into that accident. She spread those fucking pictures that caused them to get suspended. She's the fucking reason why everything went downhill!" Liam yelled out. Mona felt every word Liam said stabbed her. She bit her lip for a moment before standing up.
"You don't know anything," her voice was scarily monotoned, so monotoned it seem as if she wasn't even a living thing speaking, "you don't who the real Mina is. You don't know who the person who performed on stage with you was. You... don't know how anything... you don't fucking know how much I..." Mona stopped herself from continuing as she pressed her lips together. She looked up to meet Liam's angry eyes.
"Give me just this week. After this week, then you can have your peaceful days of me not being here back," Mona changed the subject, "I... wouldn't return here either if I had a choice," she said, however even she didn't know how much truth or lie was in that sentence. Liam seemed to have calmed down as he gently pushed Natalie off.
"If you weren't Mina's sister... if you didn't have Mina's face... I probably would have... killed you, myself..." Liam stated before turning around and walking away. Mona felt a cold wave wash over her body as she stared at his retreating back. His words echoed in her head and she felt her insides had disappeared, leaving behind only a thin layer of a human shell behind.
She didn't know how she did but she eventually returned to her apartment. Her legs gave way when she reached the living room as her vision grew blurry. Tears trailed out of her empty eyes and landed on the cold wooden tiled floor.
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A girl wearing a white scarf burst into the room to see another girl with the same face stroking a black scarf.
"Why did you do that? Why did you put these photos up?!" the white scarf girl yelled as she threw pieces of paper toward the other girl. The papers landed on the ground to reveal a girl kissing a boy on the cheek, both of them holding a can of beer. The girl stroking the black scarf pulled it on as she looked up at the white scarf girl.
"I have no other choice... you wouldn't listen to me," the black scarf girl said, "you wanted to take away my happiness... so I had to take yours away first," the black scarf girl smiled at the white scarf girl.
"Y... you..."
"You should have listened to me. You should've stayed still. If you didn't force me... I wouldn't have made this choice. It's all your fault that everything has fallen like this. It's completely your fault!" the black scarf girl yelled.
"You... I..."
"You... shouldn't have forced... me... you shouldn't have," tears fell down the girl's pale face, "you shouldn't have..." the white scarf girl looked at the other girl in the face and shook her head.
"We shouldn't have... we should've never started this stupid secret..."
"But we did," the black scarf girl interrupted, "it's fate. Our fate. The day we started doing that... it was our fate... and you have to accept it just as I accepted mine. I'm thankful... really thankful. If it wasn't because of you we might've never escaped that wretched life... but that doesn't mean that I will give you everything... the things I want, I have to have. So... please... please, Mina... please give it to me," the black scarf girl begged, "please... give it to me..."
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Mona opened her eyes to see that she had fallen asleep for two hours already. The tiger had returned full force as she grimaced at the pain before dragging her body to the fridge. She heated up some prepacked frozen food and shoved it down her throat. After the tiger calmed down, she let out a small sigh before dragging herself to her room. She glanced down at the VR helmet and smiled.
"At least I still have you..." she bent down and picked it up. She laid down on her bed and pulled the VR helmet on before closing her eyes. "In this way... I can still repent... for my sins," she muttered before logging into the game.
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