The rewrote of the stars

The start

Being tied up, in a dark room without any lights. The smell of the blood is filling in the room and can make anyone who smells it throw up. And there she is, standing in the corner of them watching him, unconscious.

She stares at the face which makes her life like a living hell years ago. Which makes her relationship with her friends and family destroyed just like that. She was alone all by herself. For years. But now, look how the table turns around. She promised herself that she will come back to the town and get her revenge. Finally, her dream came true. 

The ringing from her phone shocks her and brings her back to reality. She picks up the phone.

"What, do you need anything?" 

Her eyes still did not let go of that body. Like the body will just disappear and she has to go through all the problems to catch him again. The person behind the call keeps silent. 

"Did you get him?"

 After keeping silent for 1 minute, the person replies. Diana rolled over her eyes. She turns the call into a video call and shows Liana that person. Liana keeps silent again. "So you get him...For real."

"You think I will not dare enough to kidnap him? 

" Still..it is illegal Diana." 

"Okay to the person who helps me with his location" Diana mocked her and laughed. Liana just keeps quiet like always.

"You know you will get in trouble if you kill him" Liana tries to warn her best friend. But she knows it is useless, like always.

"I know. But I also know my life will be happier if he is dead. If he didn't make my life like hell years ago, he can still be happy with his wife and two beloved sons and daughter" Diana is still with her decision. Liana can't do anything. She gives up. Before ending the call, she gives Diana a reminder.

"Don't leave anything" 

"I'm not that stupid, dear" answer Diana before the end of the call. She keeps the phone in her pocket and walks to the sink in the room.

 This is where she cleans her utensils after work. The sink is covered with blood and smells awful. But she already mixes well with those smells. When she looks in the mirror, she can see her reflection and the man behind her. She smiles. 

"Tonight, you will pay the price you took from me 10 years ago," She took the knife and walked towards him.

The start of the curse

"Hey, it is Diana! The one who killed her own mother HAHAHA" All the eyes are on her when she steps into the class. Diana just walks to her place and sits down. She turns to face the window. The same routine for 3 years since she entered high school.

"Can you shut up Daniel? Even if you hate Diana that much, can you please not joke about her late mother? You are being very disrespectful!" Adelian speaks up for you. Diana just sits quietly at her place and doesn't care what they argue about. 

"Why do you want to protect her so much? Or maybe you also helped her and didn't want to get caught huh" Daniel made the atmosphere in the class hotter.

"Look, Daniel-" before Adelian got to finish her sentence, Diana pulled her shirt. Adelina looks at her and Diana shakes her head, which means she didn't want Adelina to continue her sentence.

"I'm fine, thank you. I appreciate it" said Diana while smiling. Adelina looks at her with the looks, how can you let go of someone like this? 

The bell rings and all the students get back to their places. The teacher, Miss Alexa walks in. 

"Okay, class. Today we have a new student that will join our class family. Be nice to him okay. Please come in" a quite tall, dark hair boy enters the class. All eyes are on him. He stands in front of the class, smiling. "Would you like to introduce yourself?" 

The boy looks around and suddenly his eye met with Diana's eyes. Diana froze in her seat. Then that boy turned away and start introducing himself to the class. Diana quickly turns her head towards the window. All she knows suddenly she hears the chair beside her get pulled. She turns her head and sees that boy is beside her. Maybe his seat is there.  Diana just simply smiles back. The classes started and both of them doing their work.