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"...and don't think I forgot about your big mouth. I've got to fix that for you......oh, yea? and how would you do that...?
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"You're lying."
"Why would I lie? I don't recall ever lying to you," he says, placing his index finger on his chin, acting as though he was deep in thought.
I couldn't process anything he was saying. It makes sense, but at the same time, it doesn't. My brain feels scrambled. I just need to lie down and it'll all be over. Yes. That's it. This is all probably just a dream.
"Nothing to say? Hmph, that's unusual for you. Well, we can't stay here like this and you and I have much to discuss so I guess I can let your little brother, friends, and boyfriend," he added, rolling his eyes, "go for now. But they'll be staying here. I have some questions for them."
"But I don't understan—" I began, but was quickly cut off.
"Just shut up. Your voice is so irritating. I'm sending someone to get you and take you back to your apartment. I'm cleaning up this mess with your boyfriend and friends. Get out of my sight," he spat at me.
He took his cell phone out of his pocket and started typing in a set of numbers.
"Hello? Sasuke? Come down the hall to the interrogation room. Take Y/N back to her room, please? I need to tie up some things down here and the rest can be sorted in the morning," he stated.
There were some grunts and mumbles from the other end of the line. Neji gave some nods and hmphs before ending the call.
He looked at me, furrowing his brows, "Sasuke is coming to take you back. Don't try anything funny, because I'll know. And it won't be pretty for you."
"Whatever," I say, rolling my eyes and turning my head.
"Look here sweetheart," he said taking a step towards me and grabbing my face so that I was looking at him. "I don't give two shits about who you are. All I want is to return the gracious gift you gave me all those years ago."
"You wanna know my motto?" he asked.
I didn't particularly care.
"An eye for an eye."
"And," he added, brushing his thumb across my bottom lip, parting it slightly, "I feel like it was destiny. Us meeting here like this? Wouldn't you say, love? You ending up in my apartment building? It's like I was handed a silver platter with your name on it."
"Don't put your hands on her like that," Gojo said, pushing Neji's arm from my face.
Even though Neji was shorter than Gojo, he was much more intimidating and scary.
