REBIRTH AND SECOND CHANCE AT BEING A KID AGAIN

PREESHA POV. I was murdered in cold blood, and I woke up in Alpha Eric’s body. It all began the morning Olivia and her minions chased me to the edge of Mavic Tower. “Catch her! Catch her!! Catch her!!!” Olivia cried out as the girls ran after me like mad dogs. I ran with all my strength while my legs cried for mercy. I needed saving, saving from the hands of my foes. They literally wanted to team up against me and eat my flesh. I had to get away from these girls. “The more you run, the more we increase your punishment, Imp!!!” Olivia roared. Gosh, I hated it whenever they called me that. I was already close to the school gate. If I were fast enough, I could enter before they reached me. I quickened my steps, muttering to myself, “Run, Preesha, run. You’ll feel as if you are going to die, but you will not die.” Today, the grocery seller, a distance away from our school, saw me and shook her head. “People are mad, but few are roaming. How could someone speak to herself in broad daylight? How?” Before she finished her sentence, I ran into her store. “What the f**k! Get out...” she barked. While she scolded me, Olivia and her crew stood outside her shop, cursing and struggling to get in. “You guys again? Why chase the innocent kid? I don’t want this drama. Leave my shop with your friends!” she shouted at Olivia. She used her body as a wedge, blocking Olivia and her crew from entering the shop to meet me. “Please, ma’am, you can’t chase me away! If I step out, they are going to kill me!” I pleaded with the grocery seller. “That’s not my business. I don’t want this drama,” she answered angrily, pointing her fingers in my face. Olivia got fed up and ordered her gang to force the woman away from the door. I was desperate, calculating every move. They dragged the grocery store owner aside, stepped in, tumbled a bowl of vegetables, and attacked me. Olivia's punch was brutal. It probably damaged one of my ribs. She enjoyed seeing me scream, but the moment she relaxed, I took to my heels. My lungs wanted to give out. I held my ribs as I ran. It was almost time for the bell, and the disciplinary master would send me to detention if I didn’t make it to class on time. I had to enter the school gate and remain in class till closing. At least the teachers wouldn’t let them beat me up there. That realization made me run faster. I didn’t notice the biker pedaling carelessly along the lonely part of the road. He had headphones on, and his music blasted loudly through the speakers. One careless driver sped above the stipulated speed limit, murmuring along to the music playing inside his car. I ran crazily, and suddenly I saw the biker speeding toward me. My heart leaped into my throat as I jumped out of his path and entered the road. The careless driver slammed on the brakes as his car screeched violently and roared toward me. I saw my life flashing before my eyes. Olivia and her gang caused this. I was definitely going to the afterlife without fulfilling my dreams and ambitions. The driver was skilled. He stepped on the brakes fast enough, but that didn’t stop the impact. Bang! I was sent flying meters away. Daylight turned hazy, and darkness embraced me like a shield. All I heard was the screeching sound of tires before pain exploded through my body as the speeding car slammed into me, sending me weightless into the air. Everything became a horrifying blur, the bridge railings, Olivia's terrified scream, the freezing wind slicing against my skin. “Wake up, kid! Get up!” The voice kept ringing like an alarm. I opened my eyes and saw people gathering around me, many muttering incomprehensible words. The sounds of thunder and lightning tore through the skies as rain poured down aggressively. I tried to tap the car owner, but my hands went through his body seamlessly. I couldn’t feel or touch him. What the hell was happening to me? Then I saw my lifeless body on the ground, covered in blood. …………. I heard voices, distant at first. "Call an ambulance!" someone screamed. "Oh my God, she's bleeding!" another shouted. "Miss! Miss, can you hear me?!" I gasped. My chest rose violently as I struggled to breathe, and my entire body trembled from shock while rainwater dripped down freely. "W-What happened...?" I cried out, but nobody answered. The crowd standing around me looked terrified, but none of them looked at me. The more I stared at my lifeless body, the more scared and confused I became. A man pressed desperately against my chest, trying to resuscitate me while blood pooled beneath my head. "Stay with me!" he barked. I stumbled backward, horror flooding my veins. That was impossible. I was standing right here. So, who was that? "T-That's not me..." My voice cracked, but nobody heard me. Slowly, shakily, I looked down at my transparent fingers. Cold terror crept into my spine. "No..." I tried again frantically, reaching for another person in the crowd, but my hand slipped through them like smoke. I screamed and punched into the air, but my hands were transparent, gliding through the faces of the onlookers. Tears burned my eyes as I stared at my motionless body being lifted onto a stretcher. "I'm here!" I cried desperately. "I'm right here!" But everyone just went about their business with gloomy faces. My eyes met Olivia's once more, and a final resolution settled inside me to take revenge on her if fate ever gave me the chance. The ambulance doors slammed shut. I stood there frozen, rain pouring heavily around me as I watched the ambulance drive my lifeless body away. Suddenly, an invisible force pulled me violently forward. Before I could react, I passed straight through the closed ambulance doors and stumbled inside. My body lay strapped to the stretcher, pale and lifeless. The steady beep of machines echoed inside the vehicle while paramedics worked frantically around me. Then my eyes shifted to someone else, a man’s body lay unconscious and mortally injured beside me. Even beneath the blood covering him, he looked terrifyingly handsome. He had a sharp jawline, dark wet hair clinging to his forehead, and broad shoulders with a face so dangerously perfect it barely looked human. But his injuries were terrifying... My stomach twisted as his body looked worse than mine. I didn't understand it at first. The man's injuries were far worse than mine; blood covered almost every part of his body, and one of the paramedics even cursed under his breath after checking him. "No pulse." Another shook his head grimly. "Massive internal damage, skull fracture too." They checked him again anyway, but the flat sound from the monitor said enough. One of them exhaled heavily before pulling the white sheet slightly higher over his chest. "Focus on the girl," he ordered quickly. "She's still breathing; we might still save her." And just like that, all the attention shifted back to me, not because I was less injured, but because they believed he was already dead. His clothes were soaked in blood, deep wounds tore across his skin, and bones that should have shattered pushed unnaturally beneath his flesh. Yet right before my eyes, the unthinkable began to happen. The wounds began healing unnaturally fast. I stiffened, turned to the doctors, and called out, but just like before, they couldn’t hear me. The deep gash near his neck slowly closed itself. The bruises faded into clear skin. Broken bones and worn-out tissues reconnected. My eyes widened in horror. "W-What the hell...?" How was this even possible? Humans don't heal like that. The paramedics didn't even notice. They continued speaking urgently over my own dying body while the stranger silently regenerated beside me like some terrifying creature wearing human skin. I slowly backed away from him, fear settling deep inside my chest. Who was he? The ambulance finally stopped, and both stretchers were rushed into the hospital. Bright lights flashed endlessly above me while doctors surrounded my body immediately. "Her BP is dropping!" "We're losing her!" "Prepare the OR!" I stood helplessly in the middle of the chaos while people shoved through my ghostly form. Nobody could see me, and whenever they walked through me, a gust of fear and uneasiness overwhelmed me. I couldn’t get used to it. Nobody cared that I was still here, dead and abandoned in this hospital. Whenever I walked meters away from my body, an invisible force pulled me back toward the theatre. My trembling eyes drifted toward the hospital hallway window. And suddenly, memories hit me violently. Olivia's cruel laughter, the mocking whispers, the humiliation, the drinks poured on my head, the endless bullying, and the betrayal. I clenched my fists painfully, "They ruined my life..." I whispered in a vengeful, crooked voice. My eyes burned with hatred. For the first time in years, the fear inside me slowly began turning into anger. "If I had another chance..." I muttered shakily. "I'd destroy every single one of them." Then I felt a chill at the back of my neck, followed by a low chuckle echoing behind me. I spun around instantly. The handsome stranger now stood a few feet away from me, perfectly unharmed. How was this even possible? He was the one who had lain dead beside me a few minutes ago, the one the doctors said wouldn’t make it. How was he seeing me when no one else could?