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What's Left of Me
What's Left of Me
ผู้แต่ง: Plastic Bag Beagle

Chapter 1

ผู้เขียน: Plastic Bag Beagle
My father Harry was screaming behind me, "Jojo! Stop!!!"

I was already at the window, but a hand caught my ankles with a vice-like grip.

Thud.

My upper body struck the windowsill with a dull sound, and I gritted my teeth to bear with the familiar pain.

After all, anyone at school who complained about pain wasn't allowed to eat.

"Help! Wanda! Josie! Hurry!!!" Harry screamed at the top of his lungs.

My mom Wanda, and my sister Josie eventually came to their senses and rushed over, pulling me away from the window.

I struggled as I fell on the carpet, but I soon stayed down limply as if boneless.

"Have you lost your mind?!" Wanda was shaking with rage as she strode over, glaring downward at me. "Playing suicide as soon as you get back?! So you've learned emotional blackmail now?!"

I couldn't understand her long sentences, only that I'd failed to kill myself as ordered, and here came the punishment.

My whole body trembled at the thought, but I quickly moved and stayed on my knees, keeping my head buried between my arms and not moving an inch.

"Stop, brother. You're hurting me," Will said softly as he hid behind Wanda, his pretty eyes glowing triumphantly. "I was just joking—I'd never let you die. You still hate me, don't you?"

"He hates you?"

Josie rushed up, pointing at me and bellowed, "He has no right! You're being too kind, Will—just look at him, staying on the floor like a groveling dog. Who does he think he's fooling? And the teachers at Virtue School had already told us that their students always play on our emotions like this! Don't get fooled!"

Harry, however, was holding me and sobbing. "Stop, Josie… I think there's something wrong with him…"

"Just stop already! You're being tricked, Dad!" Josie yelled as she dragged him away. "Just look at him—not a single tear, and you call that suicide? He just wants us to feel guilty and chase Will out!"

I was still on my knees, however, my mind was unable to comprehend what was happening before me.

What about my punishment? Would there be any?

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  • What's Left of Me   Chapter 11

    Time flew, and soon, three years had passed.My brain had yet to heal to its normal functioning—my responses were still slow, and my emotions were mostly blank, but I could live like a normal person.Harry had set up a quiet flower shop downtown, and I would help him trim the flowers and water the plants.Life was calm and happy.Harry would occasionally mention Wanda and Josie.Wanda got nothing in the divorce, but she went borrowing from loan sharks to hire the best lawyers to defend Will. It seemed that she couldn't understand that with the district attorney seeing to such a cut-and-dry case, there was no one who could bail Will out, and he was sentenced to 25 years in prison.Even so, Wanda remained possessed, spending whatever money she had left to bribe whoever she could, just to make sure Will led an easy life in prison.Josie stayed with her for a while and tried to reason with her.When Josie realized that nothing worked on Wanda, she sneakily privatized her own bank

  • What's Left of Me   Chapter 10

    Then, breathing a long sigh and wiping his tears, Harry's eyes became sharp and determined.After being deceived by his family and that demon into destroying his own son, he would not back down at all."I'm divorcing you, Wanda," he said slowly and clearly, his words devoid of warmth.Wanda panicked. "Just calm down, Harry…""Oh, but I'm really calm." Harry chuckled coolly. "I've told my sister too."That was when the door swung open. Helen Lars, the CEO of Lars Corporation and my father's elder sister, strode in with four black-clad bodyguards and two sharply dressed lawyers in tow. Seeing her nephew looking less than human, lying on the sick bed, Helen's eyes flashed murderously.She then strode up to Wanda, growling icily, "Our mother had always refused to let a penniless bum like you marry my brother. But you begged on our knees at our doorstep, saying that you'd do right by him… Now, it's clear that all you deserve is your dead comrade's rotten seed."My lawyers have dr

  • What's Left of Me   Chapter 9

    As the doctor finished, Harry was left thunderstruck, his knees buckling as he collapsed on the bench.Burying his face in his palms, he sobbed in despair.Josie was clawing at her own hair as she hit her head repeatedly against the wall. "I… I did this… If I hadn't snapped at him… He wouldn't have tried to jump… or run away…"That was when the police detective in charge arrived, his face grim as he took out a file. "Mr. and Mrs. Lars, we've had a breakthrough on the abuse case involving your son, Joseph Lars."Will Zimmich has confessed to everything. For five years, he would visit Virtue School, not to visit Joseph but to pay off the administration. The money you gave him as pocket money was spent on bribing everyone, from the teachers to the principal himself."He was very specific that Joseph's 'therapy' must be worse than everyone else's. If the others got level three shock therapies, Joseph would get level eight. If the others were grounded for one day, Joseph would be groun

  • What's Left of Me   Chapter 8

    Both Wanda and Josie felt like the world had just ended upon hearing that."Why… Why would you do that, Will?" Josie murmured.Wanda's lips were trembling as she dropped Will's hand and pointed at his face, and it took her a long while until she managed to speak. "H-How could you do this? How would you face your mother?"However, Will knew the game was over—there was no need to pretend now, so he briskly ripped off his pitiful mask.He suddenly laughed so hard that his tears were coming out, but it was a sick and twisted laugh.Then, when he was done, he pointed at Wanda and bellowed, "My mother?! The audacity of you mentioning her! You keep saying that she's like a sister to you, so why is she dead while you're alive?!"I'm an orphan, while you live in your big house and drive fancy cars, and your son gets doted on by the entire family! Why?!"Smack!A sudden loud slap cut Will's hysterics short.Harry had leaped up, mustering strength out of nowhere to slap him viciously acr

  • What's Left of Me   Chapter 7

    Those words were a knife dipped in poison and plunged into everyone's heart.Harry suddenly stopped crying, his eyes wide in disbelief as he looked into my lifeless eyes.Overwhelmed by agony, he collapsed, passing out again.Wanda was on her knees, slapping herself hard while bawling.As the lights of the patrol cars illuminated the clearing outside the village—a place of grievous sins—Black Dog was taken straight toward one of the cars, and she hung her head in despondency.Will was hiding behind Wanda, his eyes flashing in spite and frustration as he bit his lip.How incompetent was Black Dog that she couldn't even hide one mindless worm?!However, Black Dog was just about to get into a patrol car when she looked up at the crowd.Her eyes widened when she saw Will behind Wanda, and she suddenly shrugged off the officers holding her without an ounce of self-regard."You!" she shrieked as if mad, pointing at Will as she bellowed, "You rat! You sold me out!"Her sudden outbur

  • What's Left of Me   Chapter 6

    Meanwhile, I was completely unaware of the chaos back home.After journeying over two days and three nights, the van that stank of sweat, tobacco, and pee finally stopped in front of a rundown village at the foot of a towering mountain.While I was dragged out of the van like a rag doll, someone yelled at the hut from the van, "Special delivery!"A fiftyish geezer stepped out, rubbing his hands together.His teeth were yellowed and the rest of him stank, and his eyes sparkled when he saw me. He was almost drooling as he reached out to hold my jaw. "Oh, this is a fine piece! But why does he look a little stupid?"I didn't move, as I was trained to accept inspection without question.I kept my eyes open, numb as he touched me all over across my face and neck with his filthy hands."Well, stupid is good—as long as you're able-bodied and not running away!"With that, the geezer dragged me by my hair inside the damp hut that stank of mold.He threw me a rag with a serial number, so

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