Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

"Hey, if your dad ever hits you again, just come over to my place! We've got plenty of food and drinks, and I'll have your back!"

I desperately needed a friend, but I couldn't let them know that I was the kid nobody wanted. I had to be strong so no one would think I was weak. I wanted to be bright and cheerful, so people wouldn't see me as the unwanted child.

She paused for a moment, blinking her eyes. From that day on, I finally had a friend.

Wendy started coming over often. We'd play and laugh together, and the lady would cook for two. Although she sometimes grumbled, she never skimped on meals for Wendy.

With Wendy in my life, my world got a little brighter, and she seemed happier too. Even though we went to different schools, we'd often have sleepovers, chatting about all the funny things that happened at our schools.

Then we hit high school. Wendy moved away. Her dad was dodging debt collectors, so he took Wendy and disappeared.

I had never hated anyone so much in my life. I despised him for taking my friend away. I even wished he'd drop dead, so Wendy could come back.

I started attending the high school my parents had chosen for me, one of the top private schools in Zephra.

I accepted it. I didn't dare to go anywhere else; I was afraid that Wendy would come back and not find me.

During that time, I'd sometimes sneak into bars, drowning my sorrows in drinks. No one cared about me anyway. I felt like I'd been forgotten by the world.

One night, my luck ran out. I encountered a jerk.

"Hey there, sweet thing. You look just like the type I like. How about having a drink with me?"

I angrily refused, but that only made him madder. He raised a bottle, ready to strike me. Just when I thought was doomed to getting

assaulted by this man, a hand het

grabbed his wrist tightly. Without even a glance, the stranger flung the guy far away.

"Get lost!" he commanded coldly.noveldrama

The jerk barely started to curse before someone dragged him off. The stranger who saved me only glanced at me briefly before turning to rejoin a group. They seemed to be his friends.

In a daze, my gaze was fixed on that man, merely his profile though, and at that moment, my heart raced. He turned into a beacon in my world.

I saw he promptly blend in with his crew.

"Quick on the draw, huh?"

"Well, I wouldn't meddle if you didn't feel sorry for the girl. The credit is on you, Sis. I'm doing this for you. Good that we are with you this time, what if you encounter someone like that when we're not around?"

A girl's voice joined the conversation. "That was just a casual comment and you actually stepped. Even though I think she looked pitiful, honestly, what decent girl would come to a place like this alone? Not like me... I've got you guys with me."

...

I overheard bits and pieces, but got the rough idea that they were family. Watching them together, I felt a pang of envy. Having family by one's side must be wonderful.

Later, I spotted that girl at my school. She was a hot topic in class. I recognized her. When I was home alone, I spent a lot of time online. I'd seen her pictures all over, and she had quite the fan base, even at school.

She was cherished by her family, adored beyond measure.