Hate You, Love You. | Jenlisa

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"When I said I wanted answers, this isn't exactly what I had in mind."

He puts the car in park, turns off the ignition and motions for me to get out. I roll my eyes at him and it draws on him that I can't actually get out without assistance.

"Oh right," he says bashfully. "Sorry, I forgot." He rounds to the passenger side and helps me up, then leans to get my bag and crutches. "Thanks."

"Don't mention it."

I see the familiar building of the local police station and my stomach twists in knots. I knew the day was coming, the day I had to face the music, but denial had been my safe have for so long.

If you pretend it never happened, maybe you'd start to internalize it and it'd become a reality.

If I pretend that there wasn't a shootout, I wasn't injured and Kai may or may not be a new addition in heaven, then maybe it'll be true.

But this is my reality and the crutches are a cruel reminder.

Much like when I came here to report Sehun, I'm a combustion of nerves and my first instinct is to run away, but I can't under Officer Bogum's watchful eye. With a comforting squeeze of my left shoulder, he says. "Don't be nervous. You wanted a follow up on your case? Well, the answer is waiting for you inside those double doors."

"So your plan all along was to pretend to be a student and kidnap me?"

He throws his head back laughing and I can see him intricately defined jaw. It's official, the girls at Winterwood are going to leave Lisa's altar and start worshipping at his temple, "It's not kidnapping if you came here willingly."

Touche.

"Let's go."

"Nice to see you again, Miss Kim. I'm Officer Bohyun," he points to himself. "If you recall, we met at the hospital."

How can I forget?

"Nice to see you again although I'm really uncomfortable right now." I point to the cameras at the back of the room. "I'm not a criminal. Are all these necessary?"

His lips curve a little, but his partner, whose name is Detective Seonho doesn't seem amused. Leaning casually on the wall with his arms crossed above his chest is Officer Bogum who prior to me being led into the interrogation room had changed attire.

The Winterwood getup is long gone, replaced with a button down trousers and a red checkered shirt.

"You are a prime witness and a victim in an ongoing investigation," Detective Seonho answers tightly. "The sooner you cooperate with us, the better."

Who shit in his cereal?

Detective Seonho opens a file which I assume is my case file and looks up at me. Adjusting his glasses, he writes down a few things. "Officer Bogum and Officer Bohyun have briefed me on your statement at the hospital. But, I want to question you again, if you don't mind. Walk me through what happened on the night of September 7th?"

I walk him through the events of that day, painful as it is to recall. Much like what I had said in my earlier statement, I was at work, Kai was on his way to drop me home, someone decided to play Russian Roulette and Kai is nowhere to be found.

While he is questioning me, I can tell he is analyzing me, like how Judge Judy analyzes the plantiffs and defendants who come to her court. He wants to know if I'm lying and I know it's a very common trait with detectives.

I watched Sherlock so I'm not stupid.

Sucks for him though because thus far, I've been nothing but truthful.