I Saved the School Beauty, She Made Me a CriminalChapter 1
The school beauty, Valerie Hale, was dragged into a back alley.
I was the one who fought until I was battered and bleeding to save her.
Yet when my parents saw me afterwards, they did not praise me. Instead, they scolded me for recklessly throwing myself into danger.
What I never expected was for Valerie to stand in front of everyone and accuse me, claiming I had teamed up with those street punks and forced myself on her.
Later, those punks went to the police station and turned themselves in.
Even my best friend, Lucas Turner, stepped forward as a witness. He testified that I had been bitter over Valerie rejecting me, and that I had said more than once that I wanted to force her.
With that, every piece of evidence pointed straight at me.
My parents did not believe me either.
In the end, I was sentenced to fifteen years in prison, where I lived a life worse than death.
Throughout those fifteen years, my parents never came to see me even once.
They only had someone pass along a single message:
[Marcus, you’ve disgraced our family completely. Just die in there.]
It was not until I was tortured to the brink of death, barely clinging to life, that I finally understood the truth.
My parents.
Valerie’s parents.
Lucas, my so-called best friend.
They were all the ones who had pushed me into the abyss.
I closed my eyes, my chest burning with hatred and rage.
When I opened them again, I saw Valerie being dragged into a back alley.
——
“Marcus, doesn’t that look like Valerie?”
“Yeah, that really is her! Are they dragging her into the alley?”
“Marcus, you’re good at fighting. Hurry up and save her!”
“I heard that girls around the school have been getting assaulted lately!” Lucas’s voice exploded in my ear.
This moment felt unreal.
Was this the very day Valerie had been dragged into the alley?
Could it be that I had been reborn?
“Let go of me! Help! Someone help!” Valerie’s desperate screams rang out almost immediately.
There were plenty of people nearby, yet not a single one dared to step forward.
“Marcus, what are you doing?!” Lucas shouted angrily. “Can’t you see Valerie’s in danger? You’re so good at fighting. Why aren’t you going after them? Why are you still on your phone?!”
He was my childhood friend.
The brother I trusted more than anyone.
And in my previous life, he was also the one who stabbed me in the back, literally.