Us { A BTS FF AU } ✔️

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MIA POV

" Are you going to talk, Miss Lee?" 

I clenched my jaw, making sure that I wasn't going to look anywhere but that stupid cracked hole on the wall.

I hated being in custody. I couldn't do anything, I couldn't finish what I started. All I needed was to eliminate Y/N and I'll live in peace. The 11 years I spent in prison a year after I killed my loved one and my bitch of a sister and their son. Too bad I couldn't kill their little girl as well. 

I thought that Chul would've helped me after I told him that I was 'in love with him'. Hmpf. Like I believe in love. I lost the ability to believe in love years ago, when my own soulmate rejected me because he was in love with my sister. My sister who had everything already, but she just had to steal the only person that loved me. 

If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be here. I wouldn't have killed anybody. If only she was another miscarriage our parents had. But no, she was a healthy zygote, a healthy baby and soon, I had a baby sister. I thought I loved her. I thought she cared about me. I thought she was my best friend, but no. She stole everything from me. 

And so I stole everything from her. Her soulmate. Her son. Her life. The only thing that I still have to steal away from her is Y/N. That hideous, disgusting girl. 

I should've killed her the moment I had. Should've killed her at her apartment. But when I saw that she found her soulmates, I wanted her soulmates to suffer as well. I hated the idea of soulmates. Soulmates are a waste of time. They just break your heart over and over and over again until you can do is cry and become indestructible. 

" Are you going to talk, Miss Lee?" the officer asks once more.

Hmpf. Talk, my ass. They all know why I did. They all know what my intentions were. I know they're not at all dumb at all. And yet, they're making themselves look as though they were. Pathetic. 

" Are you, Miss Lee?" 

I scoffed, blowing a stand of my hair away from my face and chuckled bitterly. " You know why I did it. So why am I still here? Can't I go?" I asked. 

" You can't go, Miss Lee. You're going straight to jail if you don't try and justify yourself. Right here. Right now." 

" So I'm not even going to court?" I spat. 

" Why would you need to go to court? We have all the evidence, all the witnesses. Everything. So why would you need to go to court?" 

" How do you know I wasn't being manipulated? How do you know this is not just a plot? A trick? To land me, an innocent, back into jail?"

" Don't lie and weasel your way out of this, Lee Mia. You are in no position to be cocky and ignorant and a smart-ass."

" Did I say something to bite the big bad officer?" I mocked him. He clenches his jaw while I let out my high pitched laugh. " Oho, I did!"

" You didn't, Lee Mia. Now. I'm going to ask you again. Are you going to try and justify yourself now? Or will you rather you wait for another 12 years? Because frankly, we're sentencing you for a life prison."

My blood boiled and I saw red as I tried to stand up, but I was restricted with the wrist straps and ankle straps around me, so I ended up struggling against them. I growled at this nonsense as I glared at the officer. 

" You can't sentence me to a life sentence!" I screamed. 

" And why not?"the officer asked calmly. I heaved with anger and frustration. Why is it that police and everyone don't know the feeling of revenge?