The World of the Unknown Twins

Isabella Hearst: Introduction to her life

Isabella's POV

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My name is Isabella Hearst, 16 years old, I live in London, in a big mansion, I have a rich family that adopted me when I was a baby.

I knew that I was adopted even though my so-called parents are trying to hide the fact that I was adopted...

"Miss, dinner is ready." One of the maids says.

"Shut up, I'm not that even hungry yet." I replied.

She bowed down and left.

I'm like this, no one can change the fact that I'm aggressive and short tempered.

My mom came into my room and said,

"Honey, please come down and eat your dinner now."

"Yes mom, I'm coming." I said while smiling.

Well, the thing is, I'm really kind to my foster parents , ONLY my foster parents, since they adopted me, there's a high chance that they'll kick me out if I'll disobedient towards them.

I went downstairs to eat dinner.

"Hi mom, hi dad, let's eat together." I said with a smile and sat down at a big rectangular table.

"Mom, we should eat together with her." I said while pointing out the maid that I shouted awhile ago.

Her face looked disgusted and nervous at the same time.

"N-no, I'm fine." She said.

"Well, Ok then." I smiled gracefully while I turned this graceful smile into an evil smirk, and turned around to eat my dinner...

I finished eating dinner and went upstairs, after a couple of hours I finally fell asleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night and went to get some milk to drink.

"That child is really a spoiled brat"

"More like a demon."

"She always looks good in front of her parents but when they're gone, she's the child of Lucifer."

They murmured in their room, well I didn't eavesdrop, I just heard it ACCIDENTALLY, and the door on their room was slightly opened...

And so, I went in.

"Well if you are going to talk bad about me, you should do a better job at it." I said with an emotionless face and a confident voice.

They were all startled and started to get nervous.

"I wouldn't tell my parents, don't worry.. just do everything that I'll tell you in the future." I said while smirking and turned around and slammed their room.

"This is gonna be fun."

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I went back to my room and fell asleep.

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It's already morning and sadly I have to go to school to LEARN.

Well, I guess that's an interesting lie...

I kissed mom and dad as I bid them goodbye and went to school.

"Hey, Isabella, so what should we do about her?" my friend Morgan said while holding the arm of a poor girl.

I smirked and said "you know the routine."

We went to a place where we only knew about it..

We started to threaten her.

"Are you sick, why are you so pale, mhh?" I asked while laughing and smiling at this unfortunate girl.

"Wha-what are you going to do with me?" She quietly said with a brittle voice.

"Nothing really, we just want some fun today, maybe you're gonna feel something but just a little bit." Morgan said with a threatening voice.

I grabbed her phone.

"You want this?" I asked

She nodded.

"Then lick my shoes.."

She didn't do it, well I guess.. It is time to break her phone.

I slowly reached my hand while holding her dirty phone and slowly released it causing it to get destroyed.

She was weeping already..

How fun it is to see this innocent girl get her only phone destroyed..

"Y-you're mean." The girl said with a penetrating voice.

I made my eyes bigger and grind my teeth...

I lift my left foot up, and stopped for 5 seconds and kicked her hand fast...

"I'm not mean O~Kay." I said with a soft voice but a terrifying smile on my face..

"What are you doing Morgan? Are you gonna help me or not? She just insulted me."

"Yeah, I'm coming." Morgan said.

Bruises, cuts, and wounds around her body...

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I'm a psychopath.

I like to see people suffer from stupid things.

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"Ok, don't you even dare to tell to the others about this... Or else, next is your younger sister, well even when you report it, nobody's going to believe you." I said

Because I already gained the teachers and the principal's trust.

She nodded as she cried and cried, we left her all alone in that place.

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We made those bruises to her, But I don't even feel guilty at all, even the slightest guilt...

I don't know about Morgan.

But this is all about me...

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This is me, Isabella Hearst, adopted by a rich family, Innocent outside, but a demon inside...

Well, this is me, this is who I am, and I already accepted myself,

and I can't do anything about it.

A total sadist.

The daughter of Lucifer.. like the maids said...

And I really don't care about it since this world is nothing but people living in it that don't even know how to stand up for themselves...

They are all WEAK and easily FOOLED ...

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