mafia // ryeji (short story)

04

I watched her in disbelief as I took a couple steps back, immediately feeling fear creep over me as I realized I was in the same room as the person who was going to try to kill me.

I knew it was true, but hearing it come out of her mouth felt like ten knives to my chest. hearing her confirm it felt worse than whatever she was about to do to me.

with my back facing the door, I shakily grabbed the doorknob, not daring to break eye contact in case she decided to pull something.

"why are you doing this?" I whispered.

she shook her head, "im not going to do anything." she said, as she took her hands out of her pockets and put them in the air.

i slowly turned the doorknob.

"i don't believe you." i replied.

"you don't have to believe me because once i walk out that door you'll see im not going to do anything."

i gasped as i watched her step closer.

i gulped, "you know, im supposed to kill you, too, but only because he ordered me to do it since you betrayed us— and me." i said, straightening myself a little bit, not wanting to show i was afraid.

afraid of hurting her moreover her hurting me.

she laughed, "i know." she said, taking a few more steps until she was a foot away.

"yeji, stop moving closer." i whined.

"no." she laughed, "move out of the way and let me get out."

i shook my head, "no, because watch you stab me on your way out. i don't trust you." i mocked.

"you know, they can make me do whatever, they can do whatever they want to me—- except, make me hurt you. you're safe, don't worry." she reassured as she patted my shoulder.

my hand dropped from the doorknob.

"i don't trust you." i repeated, not wanting to fall for her tricks, because the number rule were taught is that the closest to you will betray you and they will betray you by manipulating you with their words.

which yeji was so good at doing.

"but i trust you." she replied, as she leaned down and planted a kiss on my cheek, not before gently pushing me to the side so i wouldn't be blocking the door anymore and walking out.