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53. No Way Out
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Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 54. Divide And Conquer
{TW: gang violence} The alley behind the school was alive with the low growl of engines, the sharp clank of metal pipes against palms, and the expectant tension of men who thought numbers made them invincible. A dozen of them stood in a semi-circle, some leaning against their motorcycles while others gripped wooden bats like they were about to beat down a rat trapped in a corner. The only problem was—I wasn't the rat. One of the men, thick-browed and stiff-jawed, tightened his grip on his bat. His eyes locked onto mine as if I were some sort of prey, but I just smirked, letting my amusement show. "Man~ You little cockroaches... There sure are a lot of you." Scowls. Glares. Tension thick enough to choke on. Good. Let them get pissed. That meant they weren't thinking. Then, one particularly disheveled guy sitting on his bike lost it. "JACK SPENCER! YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!" His face was red with fury, veins pulsing at his temples. I barely reacted, only tilting my head slightly. If anyt
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-21Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 55. Reality Check
{TW: violence, hit and run} "You fucker!" "Oh, shut up. I've already won," I rolled my eyes. "You borrowed all these guys, right? I don't think your boss Eli is going to be too happy when he finds out you failed again." The guy in front of me was seething with rage, his fists clenching so tight I could see his knuckles turn white. "Well... do you get it now?! You've made an enemy of a gang with over 100 members! You're screwed now!" "You think I should be scared because of you?" I let out a short laugh. "Everything you've tried has already failed. And honestly, you sound like cowards who can only rely on your numbers." "Cowards—" "I know your type," I cut him off, stepping forward. "You act so tough in front of others, but when push comes to shove, you'll hide and save yourself. If you're leading a team, then I can assume the entire Roth gang is as pathetic as you are." "You crazy bitch!" He lunged at me, swinging a fist straight for my face. I blocked it with my forearm effor
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-22Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 56. First Domino
The ride home was tense. Mom sat beside me in the car, her arms crossed, her jaw clenched. The weight of her silence pressed against me as we left Erwin in a secure private hospital room with the best doctors. Her fingers tapped restlessly against her arm, a clear sign that her mind was racing, already planning her next moves. The city passed by outside, the familiar streets looking gloomier than usual. I stared out the window, letting the tension settle, knowing full well this was the perfect storm. Finally, Mom spoke, her voice low and controlled. "I'm sorry about Erwin, honey. This breach will be dealt with swiftly. I won't tolerate this kind of incompetence and betrayal in our household." I could feel the fury radiating from her, and internally, I was satisfied. This was the perfect opportunity to manipulate her into investigating exactly what I wanted—without her going straight to Dad. If I could direct her suspicions, I could make sure the investigation landed exactly where i
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-22Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 57. Side Quest
"We've captured the two security guards after they tried to leave town last night," Jason said as he drove. I had a feeling those two would immediately try to flee, so I asked Damien and Jared to keep an eye on them as soon as my mom dismissed them from our house. They were supposed to speak with my father but never showed up and were nowhere to be found. They must've gotten paid really well or something to get away without saying a word because they'd left no traces of themselves behind at all. Still, Damien was able to find them like it was nothing. Yes, I followed the system's advice, put my ego aside a bit, and asked for their help in getting back at Debbie. Erwin had woken up just fine, so I had to take the system's words into account and actually change myself up a bit. "As soon as they hit the city lines, we were able to grab them. The dumbasses thought it would be a good idea to leave together." Jason giggled. "For real?" I gasped. I thought they'd be able to stay low for
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-23Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 58. Meltdown
Erwin had finally returned home after three days in the hospital, his head mostly healed. After everything that had happened, I had told him to take time off, to rest—but, predictably, he refused. It didn't matter what chaos was unfolding; he never left my side for long. He looked around, his sharp eyes catching the unease that still lingered in the air. I filled him in on everything: my mother's actions, why I had been fighting, Gisselle's betrayal, and the guards' supposed excuse of their families being threatened. As soon as I mentioned that last part, Erwin scoffed. "Nobody with family is hired as security here," he confirmed. "They were lying to you." "Of course, I had already suspected that. It didn't change my plans, though. Did you do as I said, Erwin?" I said. "I finished loading the money and supplies into the car," he reported in his usual calm tone. Then, after a brief pause, he asked, "Are you planning on going somewhere, Young Master?" A slow smirk formed on my lip
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-23Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 59. Letter In The Dark
I motioned for the guards to follow me outside, pushing past the new security detail as Erwin trailed close behind. The night air was crisp, carrying the distant hum of the city beyond our estate walls. We walked to the gates, and as I reached the car—the one packed with everything they'd need for a new life—I gave the order. "Okay, you can release them now," I said calmly. Dad's men stepped back immediately, letting go of the two guards who had been pinned down just moments before. The men staggered slightly as they brushed themselves off, their faces filled with a mix of relief and gratitude. "We will never forget this act of mercy from you, Young Master Jack," one of them said, his voice thick with emotion. "I can't believe you really got us out of there." I crossed my arms, my expression indifferent. "Be sure to live a good life and never let me see you again," I replied coldly. "Don't make me regret this." "You stay healthy, kid," the other man added with a smirk, already ta
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-24Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 60. Tea Party
For two more days, there had been no drama, no plotting, and not a single peep from Debbie. The quiet should have been comforting, but instead, it only heightened my anxiety. Debbie wasn't the type to simply give up, not after everything that had happened. She was just biding her time—I knew it. Sitting in my room, I stared out the window at the snow-blanketed garden. The winter landscape stretched out in front of me, serene and untouched. Everything was peaceful, except for one thing. Debbie. There she was, seated outside, having a tea party in full view of my window. I narrowed my eyes. How could she be so calm? She had spent the last week locked in her room, supposedly too devastated to function, and now she was having a pleasant afternoon like nothing had happened? No. This wasn't normal. She was finally moving, making her next play, and the waiting was getting to me. I turned away from the window, forcing myself to focus on my schoolwork, but my mind kept drifting. What the f
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-24Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 61. The Fall
{TW: Family violence} The balcony overlooked the sprawling woods, now blanketed in a thick layer of pristine snow. The winter scene was breathtakingly beautiful, with the snow-covered treetops stretching out as far as the eye could see. The silence was profound, broken only by the occasional rustle of a bird or the distant creak of a tree swaying gently in the wind. The sun was beginning to set, casting a soft, golden glow over the landscape. The shadows of the trees stretched long across the snow, creating a beautiful interplay of light and dark. It was a moment of tranquility, a brief pause in the whirlwind of events that had brought me here. I heard footsteps behind me and turned. "Are you not enjoying the gathering?" Sandy asked. Right, she was still here. "It's not my scene," I admitted. I was pretty sure I'd figured out what kind of club this was. "I've been curious about what kind of man you are," Sandy said, stepping up beside me at the railing. "Why?" Here we go.
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Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 88. Grandma’s Wig
I laid there, handcuffed to the hospital bed, with two detectives watching over me as the nurse finished wrapping up my wrist. She was friendly, but I was too anxious to fully engage with her. Three hours had passed since I arrived at the hospital, and just sitting there idle wasn't helping. "If you try some shit like that again, I'll kill you, kid," the lead detective snarled, glaring at me. "Is that a threat? I could sue for that, pig," I shot back, my voice steady but dripping with disdain. "It's a relief there's a hospital nearby with a low amount of patients," he scowled, launching into a rant about how reckless the youth of today were. "Don't you have a life to think about? I swear, you rich kids are so damn selfish." I tuned him out momentarily, my thoughts racing. The most important thing right now was my family's safety. Riley McIntyre was definitely going to go after my dad or my mom first. But as expected, I'd already calculated that possibility. I made a big fuss to ge
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 87. No Good Options
{TW: Self-Harm} The knock at the door was heavy and deliberate, a sound that told me this wasn't just a neighbor stopping by. When I opened it, I found two uniformed officers and a plainclothes detective staring back at me. "Jack Spencer?" the detective asked, his voice sharp. "Yes." "We need you to come down to the station for questioning. It's about the murder of Declan McIntyre," he said, watching me carefully. Behind me, Erwin froze, his grip tightening around his robe. "What the hell's going on?" he asked, his voice shaking. I turned and looked at Erwin firmly. "Stay calm. Lock the doors. No one in or out until you hear from me. Call Damien, Jason, and Jared to help me out," I said firmly. Erwin's face twisted in protest, but I was already being slapped in cuffs and led out of the house. The detective gestured toward his car, and I followed without another word. The ride to the station felt longer than it should have. Sitting in the back seat of the squad car, my pulse dr
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 86. Aunt Orla
[New Mission: Get A McIntyre On Your Side. Reward: Good Karma Penalty: Arrest] There the system goes with its impossible tasks again! How the hell was I supposed to do that? At least, that was what I was thinking an hour ago when I first received the mission. But because I was impulsive—and possibly an idiot—I ended up taking a car out myself, heading straight for the only person I could think of who hadn't come at me personally yet. My aunt. Women were more sympathetic in these kinds of situations so I should contact her first, right? Somehow I doubt it. I arrived at her office in one piece, which was more than I could say for the car I drove. "A few bumps" wasn't enough to describe the damage I'd done. The side mirror was barely hanging on, and the back bumper... well, technically, it was still attached. Barely. "You! You can't park there!" A guy in uniform shouted at me as I stepped out. "Is my aunt here?" I asked, trying to sound authoritative. "What? Your aunt? Why w
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 85. Buried Legacy
"How could you not know your own mother's background? I know mine so well I could tell you everything from her childhood up until now," Damien scolded me, his tone laced with disbelief. "Did she really not tell you she was a McIntyre?" "No, I'm absolutely clueless here," I admitted, feeling a bit ashamed. I'd never had much interest in my mom's side of the family, and now, that ignorance had come back to bite me. Apparently, the family that had disowned her was the McIntyres. Which meant I had killed my cousin... who, to be fair, had killed me first. Still pretty fucked up now that I think about it. "I looked at some of it quickly, and I can tell you right away she's from an influential family. You know McIntyre Corporations? The conglomerate? I'm sure you have, they used to have a stake in HUG." "Seriously? My mom is from that family?" I gasped. McIntyre Corp was a step below the elite, but still a top-selling brand, on par with Empire in certain aspects. "Yeah, they founded
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 84. The Real Culprit
"Wait!" I ordered before the cops could drag Ayla out completely. She froze, her tear-streaked face turning toward me. I stepped closer, studying the raw desperation clinging to her features. She wasn't playing anymore. There was no more fake composure, no more arrogant smirks. Just a stupid girl who realized too late that she'd lost. "Who gave you the courage to do this, Ayla?" I asked, my tone calm, almost casual. "It can't be your dad, or Hilliard, or even Debbie. Was it Eli Roth?" The second his name left my mouth, her expression snapped from fear to anger. "He's the one who told me the truth about you," she spat. "You're just a leech—" I raised a hand slightly, cutting her off. "I have something to ask you about him." That flicker of defiance wavered, and she shivered. "I don't know much about him," she murmured, the tremor in her voice betraying how deeply Eli had gotten under her skin. I studied her carefully. Ayla was spoiled and stupid—just clever enough to be dangero
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 83. Ayla’s Loss
{TW: violence} The ripping sound of fabric filled the air as two brutes tore my hoodie straight down the middle. My muscles tensed, and before they could react, I exploded into motion. The guy who had torn my hoodie barely had time to register what was happening before my fist crashed into his face. His head snapped back violently, his body staggering from the sheer force. The moment his grip loosened, I twisted, grabbing the second thug's arm and using his own weight against him. With a sharp pivot, I flipped him over my shoulder. His back hit the ground hard, the breath knocked out of him with a wheezing gasp. I followed through, slamming my knee into his gut before rolling back onto my feet. My knuckles throbbed from the impact, but my adrenaline had me feeling completely in control. Just as I was about to make another move, the host at the entrance suddenly spoke, his tone mocking yet tense. "What, is there an issue?" The two thugs hesitated, clearly listening to orders th
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 82. Theatrics
I arrived at the Johnson Hotel in regular clothes—a hoodie and mismatched sweatpants. A strategic choice. If someone filmed tonight, I just wanted to look like a guy who wasn't into labels. It better be fucking worth it. These ugly-ass Crocs on my feet were pushing the limits of my patience. I'll be burning them right after this. The fifth floor was quieter than I expected. The restaurant looked only slightly busy, but something was off. I tried to walk idly past, but three different people made direct eye contact with me in a way that was too deliberate. This must be the place. "I believe there's a reservation under the name of Spears," I said casually. The host behind the podium looked like the type who never belonged in high-class places but somehow forced himself in. He had gold teeth that flashed when he smiled—too wide, too eager, too forced. "Good evening, Mr. Spencer." His voice had an edge to it. "She's waiting for you inside. Please, follow me." As we walked through
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 81. The Next Threat
I woke up on the couch, groggy and disoriented. It took forever to convince my mom and dad not to push me into a relationship after Damien had kissed me so passionately in front of them. Dad's justification? "If you're going to be gay, you should be gay with him." Mom, of course, had agreed wholeheartedly. Somehow, though, I managed to get them to promise to put off that conversation until graduation. [New Mission: Finish Off Your Rival Award: Secret Intel Penalty: Strength Depletion] Fuck my life. I couldn't afford to lose my strength right now, but I also couldn't just kill Ayla, right? ...Was that what the system was suggesting? Kill her? It's the easiest option. Or was it setting me up for failure again, just to scold me later? I should kill her. My phone rang loudly in my hand. "Hello?" I croaked. A sharp, demanding voice answered. "Make some time to talk to me tonight." I frowned, still groggy. "Who the fuck is this?" "You don't recognize my voice?" She sounded
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 80. New Years
Christmas went by quickly, and I used the opportunity to get some much-needed rest rather than hunting for presents. Still, Mom made me get up to take tacky Christmas photos in matching pajamas. And for once, I actually got presents that year. Not some random car part or whatever cheap junk my past parents picked up after blowing all the holiday money on drugs. It was a nice change. And zero mention of Debbie. Then came New Year's. For some reason, we had to go to Damien's house just because we were invited. My dad, of course, was very eager to go, even praising me for getting us all invited. When we arrived, we were greeted by the butler, who took all of our coats. "Hello, Leigh, Eva," Damien's dad greeted smoothly. "Thank you for inviting us," Mom said, her usual polite charm in full effect. "I had no choice at this point." Damien's dad chuckled, his voice smooth but amused. "My boy just likes yours so much, it would feel cruel to take a holiday without him." I went red. "
