Nefarious

Equanimity

We walk out of the bathroom, hands enjoined and see Jisoo and Chaeyoung smirking at us from the other side of the bed

"So how was you guy's night?" Jisoo asks

I raise my eyebrow and look at Lisa, whose a bright red. I shake her arm a bit

"Whats up?" I ask carefully

She looks at me with a slight grin, as her hand points to Jisoo's foot.

I look down at Jisoo's foot and my eyes widen

Oh that's gonna be a story to explain

I mean how do you explain why your 'friend' is currently touching your double ended dildo

"Don't ask questions, move your foot. That has to go inside people" I say, a smirk forming on my face

Jisoo and Chaeyoung burst out into hysterics, while Lisa hides behind my back, punching it lightly too

I turn around slightly to look at her, smiling deviously when I see her red cheeks

"Mind the scratches" I mouth to her, making her turn redder 

"Oh fuck off" She says, not too loud, but loud enough for Jisoo and Chaeyoung to hear. 

"Okay okay, we're here just to ask if you guys are going through with it?" Chaeyoung says after a good few minutes

I nod my head as I look for my t-shirt

I swear I threw it to the left side of the bed? Or maybe it was the right?

"Are you confident enough?" Jisoo asks, as Lisa hands me my t-shirt from god knows where

I smile at her and kiss her cheek in thanks, making her smile as she plops down next to me on the bed

"Honestly, I don't know. If anything, there's gonna be a lot of soul searching, but I can't afford to put it off any longer."

Jisoo, Chaeyoung and Lisa look at me questionably

"I don't know if Adelpha and her Mother are planning anything. But knowing them, they are, hell they could be spying on us right now. The sooner I get one obsticale out of the way the better, cause I'm gonna need to find a way to alert my Father, and mange to somehow make it seem like he randomly caught wind of this himself"

They nod, but still look unsure, and I can tell that they wanna ask some questions.

Honestly, I hate questions, because I hate explaining myself. It's annoying and so long. But if these guys are my friends, and one of them has no respect for my sleep then I've obviously made some adjustments in my usual plans

"Can I ask something?" Chaeyoung finally says

I nod my head and look her dead in the eyes

"You just did." I say, smirking when I see Lisa and Chaeyoung roll their eyes, but Jisoo grin at me

"Haha very comedic. Anyways, what does your family even do? And how does it connect to the mental health thing? And how come Adelpha and her Mom are bad people if they're only doing what they were told too?"

I blink a couple time and run a hand through my hair

"A. that was more that 1 question. B. I'll explain it bit by bit"

They all nod and sit facing me, eyes never moving off my face. I roll my eyes but start anyways

"So, my family. The Kim's are actually manufacturers for all things technology related. We have a big underground company, that actually makes more phones and tablets then people like Apple and Samsung. The only thing is, we can't sell our product directly out because then we wouldn't be as low-key as we are"

Jisoo raises her hand, and I laugh at her before pointing at her

"What?"

"So does that mean, you guys make the phones, but Apple and Samsung sell it with their own trademark?"

"Basically yeah.  We have to sign documents and all that, plus we get 50% of the income considering all they're doing is naming the phone then selling it."

Jisoo nods her head and gestures with her hand for me to carry on

"Anyways, my mama was a massive fan of tech ever since she was a kid. Her IQ skyrocketed to around 188 by the time she was 14.  When she married my dad, and was deciding on having a kid, she decided to start up a company. It wasn't hard, considering our grandparent's we basically trust fund babies. All she had to do was recruit some old friends to join, build our company away from public eye and bang she had one of the now biggest technological company suppliers in the world"

Lisa's jaw drops alongside Jisoo's and Chaeyoung's

"So are you a trust fund baby then?" Jisoo asks, and I can practically see her taking out her wallet

"Nope, I work part time at our company alongside my brothers, and that's how we get our money" I answer proudly

And I should be, I ain't wasting this 189 IQ

Lisa looks at me unsure-ly and tilts her head slightly

"So how the hell does that link to what you guys do now?"

I smile tightly, and nod my head, not looking at any of them anymore

"M-My mama died at 34.  She had a couple underlying physical and mental health conditions. We always tried to get her to go see someone professional, considering our uncle was a doctor.  But she refused. And one day she had a massive mental breakdown, screaming, crying all that stuff.  We got her transported to a hospital but they said she's just overworked and stressed."

I take a deep breath, as Lisa's hand finds itself squeezing my thigh gently

"Turns out she had heart disease, schizophrenia and bipolar. My dad was so pissed he sued the hospital, and it got closed down. He used some of our money to build a new hospital. It's a mix of a mental asylum and a general hospital. He named it after her and that's where we send people. Because he firmly believes that people will always refuse to get help, so you have to force them"

"And we believed him. So we did what he asked. We used our birth given powers to force people into the hospitals, then they'd come out brand new with a better life. It was only when I met some guy called BM did I realise that some people don't need to go through all the trouble, that some people want the help"

"How come Adelpha and her Mom are bad then? Wouldn't that just put them in the same boat as you?" Jisoo asks, probably more serious then me right now

"No. Adelpha and her Mom are fucked up psycho's who need more help then me"

"Instead of forcing people to go to the hospitals, they kill them. They take it upon themselves to judge whether that person is worthy of life or not and if they're not, they order people to kill them. People like me" I admit, ashamed of myself

It's the rush it gives us.