Quincy was bewildered with everything that was happening to him as he could hardly fathom anything. He looked around him and noticed the room that was spacious and drugs that was scattered on the floor. He knew immediately that the owner of this body wanted to kill himself or rather had killed himself.
Immediately after coming to that conclusion, memories started rushing into his head making him fall over, feeling nauseous and light headed. Sweat beads could be seen dropping from his head as he went through his memory. What kind of life was this guy living? His name was Quincy Mchernz. His parents were not that well off. They were a middle class family trying to make sure their child lived well. But the boy had the worse school life. He had suffered a lot from school and all the bullying. Right from his middle school and he just entered high school only to meet his bullies in the same school.
He was beater everyday and ridiculed. He was known as 'The Shuttle' in school. He was not as handsome as he looked now and not as toned as he was looking now, this made Quincy wonder if his reincarnation came with perks. Quincy being a martial art master could feel powerful energy in this young lads body. He knew potentials when he sees and this time, he was feeling it. He began to wonder if the life he thought was the worse was actually the worse because Quincy was actually very rich and powerful in his previous life.
Although he lived with grieve and struggled to grow with shear strength and will, he didn't have such mental and emotional break down this child had before committing suicide.
What was worse, having no family and working your way to the top and having everything buy dying slowly without being able to even let out a scream. That was the life Quincy Mchernz had lived.
"What a life. Was my previous life always this better? I thought I was the most unfortunately guy around but that's not the case." Quincy facepalmed and sighed. "This guy had it worse. I guess he was the owner of the voice I was hearing while I was dying huh." Quincy looked at the ceiling and sat on the cold floor. "Tch.. It can't be helped. I guess I have to give him peace and joy before I decide to live my ordinary life in this lifetime." He smiled brightly. "Leave everything to me kid. "
Quincy smiled broadly. He always loved a good challenge and this felt like a good challenge to him.
He managed to get up on his feet as he felt new invigorating energy coursing through his veins. He rushed to the laptop in his room and began to search about the era and world he was in. It seems like he was still in his own world. Eleven years after his death to be precised. A lot of things had changed since he died especially in the underworld after he logged into the dark web and it seemed like the Black Gun Syndicate were not around again as he didn't see anything about then. "It seemed like Diego had finally used his head for once.. "
Quincy didn't know if it was coincidence or not, but his current family lived in Boston, the city he had lost his family in his past life. He did not want to start racking his brain about that as the fact that he reincarnated was already a big enough headache so he just decided to sleep over it since it was already 11pm. He would be busy tomorrow after all.
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Quincy woke up early and began to do some light work out in his room as he was thinking of how the day was going to be. Boston Technical was one of the most notorious schools in Boston filled with delinquents who were under the leadership of some people in the underworld. At least that was what he had gotten from the memories of the previous owner of the body he was occupying. Dealing with delinquents immediately after he reincarnated was really making Quincy have a headache with the thought alone. It was bullying children to him.
He heard a female's voice shouting from downstairs "Quincy...come downstairs for your food or you'll be late for school. "
Quincy immediately showered and looked through his wardrobe. The sight made him sigh with disgust.
This child didn't know what fashion was all about. How can he have many retarded clothes despite his handsome face?
Quincy just wore what looked like it was a uniform and ran down to meet his supposed family.
Upon seeing his mother, Mrs Laila Mchernz, his father, Mr Henry Mchernz and his sister, Diana Mchernz, he was moved. He never had a family of his own before. Tears could be seen dripping from his eyes like he had conjunctivitis.
"What's wrong Quincy?" Her mother asked in concern.
"Nothing...m..mom. I just missed everyone I guess... " He sad down and took his food and eating with joy. The feeling of having a home, how long has this been? He didn't even remember when he felt this warmth and love. 'I couldn't protect my family in my past. I will protect this one from even the weather, talk more of an accident.' Quincy swore inwardly.
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His parents and his sister we're shocked due to what they were seeing with their eyes. Quincy never joined them to eat. He would always run down, take his food and go up before rushing off to school like someone who was scared of going late. He seemed to always live in his own fantasy and now he took the initiative to eat with his family?? Just what was happening?? They didn't know what to say, rather they just felt like they shouldn't obstruct this peaceful moment. Who knows when this would happen again.
Quincy finished his food and thanked his parents for the food then rushed back up to wear his uniform. Some seconds later, he ran back down gleefully as he smiled and hummed while going down.
"Mom, Dad, am going to school now."
"Oh. Have fun dear" Laila said while doing the dishes. She was too surprised to even note the peculiar changes in her son. This was too rapid for her to take in. She just went with the flow.
"Before you go Quincy, come over here for a minute." Henry called.
Quincy went to his Dad wanting to know why his dad called him. His dad took a phone from his pocket and gave it to Quincy.
"I wanted to give it to you a long time ago but you were to busy to mind us so I decided to wait for the right time to give it to you. This felt like the right time to do it, so I decided to give it to you." Henry smiled lovingly after giving it to Quincy.
'aaaah this feeling of love from a parent. I have longed for this feeling. So this is how it feels to have a parent huh. Not bad. Am happy I got to feel this.' He mused
"I saved ur mom, mine and Diana's number on the phone already"Henry reminded.
"Wait..what?? Diana already has a phone?? How the hell does she have a phone before me and at this age?" Quincy was shocked. During his time, a child like Diana wasn't even allowed to come near a telephone talk more of owning a smartphone.
"Quit your whining big bro. Am already 15 and you ask why I have a phone by this age? That ain't fair."
Diana pouted..
"Oh shut up and go to school" Quincy said before clicking his tongue as he left his house for school.
It was time to clean some messes and give his body owner some closure.
An evil smile flashed on Quincy's face.