♕What! I died and got reincarnated as the villainess in a dating game!♥

Chapter 4: 12 years old

So I'm back dear readers with a new chapter. Hope you enjoyed the last one and will enjoy this on too :)

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(Lucinda's POV)

I was now twelve years old physically but mentally I was so much older than that. 

So today I was bored and decided to take a walk outside. But not just anywhere. I decided to go to the slum part of L.A. As for my clothes and shoes... I was wearing a black loli dress with frills and bows. My shoes were gothic black ones and I wore a tiny hat on the side of my head. 

I walked past the homeless people on the street. Because it was sunny outside I held an umbrella. To some it would be weird seeing my holding it when it was sunny and a beautiful weather outside but I didn't want to get noticed by others. Although I know I did get noticed by people it wasn't like they could recognize my face. But they all had the same question in their thoughts, what was a little girl in such nice clothes doing here? 

Well, to be honest I don't actually know myself. It's just feels like I'm supposed to be here for some reason. Like fate is guiding me.

Suddenly I hear voices shouting at each other in an alley so I curiously decide to watch the fight. 

It was a fight between two guys. And they were fighting over some girl called Selena. The guy's looked about nine-teen years old and they were swearing and really near to-forget it they started to hit each other.

"Selena is mine. What is it that you don't get!" the guy who was blonde yelled at the dark/blonde-haired guy.

"I'm her boyfriend!" the other one responded angrily.
"Ex-boyfriend. Justin. Ex-boyfriend. And she's my fiancee remember" blonde boasted.

Lightning flashed in his eyes. He slowly turned his head towards the dark-haired girl who was crossing her arms and avoiding his look.
"Is it true Selena?" his voice asked in disbelief.
"Yes, it's true" she said like she was going to cry but I knew better. 
"Do you love him?"
She didn't answer him, not because she didn't love the guy but because she didn't want this Justin to hate her or think of her as a slut.
"Let's just go, Fred" she said in a cold voice going inside a car and blonde followed her giving a dirty look at Justin.

Now that I think of it. He really does look like Justin Bieber. Not look, he is. Just an alternate version of him, perhaps...

I watched as Justin just stood there for minutes not moving and just looking at the direction they had been driving to. I felt sorry for this guy. 
When an hour had gone by he finally started to move. But when he tried to take a step he just fell down on his knees crying. There was an urge inside of me to rush towards him and comfort the guy. But in the end it just wasn't my place to do that. All I could do was watch. 

When another hour passed he got up and started walking. There was something scary in his look. Like the look people give when they're about to do something stupid out of anger.

Following him I saw how he approached a gang of bad guys. He hit the closest one which was a blonde guy, ironically. The blonde's friend who had woken up from his surprised state started hitting Justin along with the other gang members. Suddenly, before anyone knew it, one of the guy's stabbed him with a pocket knife. I let out a silent whimper in surprise and watched as all the gang members jumped into their cars and drove away. I ran over to Justin's limp body. There was blood every where. Pressing my hand onto his wound I called the ambulance quickly and they came a few minutes later.