Hate You, Love You. | Jenlisa

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Lisa

Why is she protecting him?

What alliance could they probably have for her to be so tight-lipped?

I hate to sound like the jealous girlfriend but anyone in my shoes would raise an eyebrow when their girlfriend is willingly covering up for a guy who clearly likes her. I gave her an opportunity to tell the truth but she denied it.

I wanted to ask her yesterday if Krystal had been messing with her but I was too hurt to think straight. I know she may have her reasons, but she's the one preaching about honesty. It won't hurt to know why a cop is out here in town posing as a high school student.

After a meet up with Jisoo at the base, I turn off the ignition of the Veyron and sigh. I skipped school today because I had an issue to take care of. Turns out the Vercettis, led by none other than Bennie, are trying to screw me over.

Jisoo caught one of them trying to outwit the security at the base, no doubt with the intent to steal our merchandise and sell it at a higher rate at the black market. If I was anything like the mafias, I would have hunted him down and killed him, but I decided to let it go. I have more pressing issues on my mind than hunting down a rat.

The next time I catch anyone though, I won't be lenient.

Approaching the steps of the mansion, I walk in, my book bag in tow and smell what I assume is Nana Yuhjung's oven fresh bread. Mom loves bread, and she especially loves Nana Yuhjung's so it often smells like a bakery in here.

"Lisa, is that you?"

"It's me, mom."

I see her sitting in the main living room, her laptop on her lap as she's aggressively tapping on the keys. Marco is sitting opposite her, reading a newspaper, which is a first because he's usually holed up in his study.

Actually, what's a first is the fact that they're both home at the same tome. Apart from when they host events or are being invited to events, their schedules aren't usually in sync.

One is home when the other isn't or they're both not home at the same time. I don't know how they do it, but they're managed to make the marriage work for 10 plus years now. I haven't seen them so much as fight in front of me or Krystal and mom speaks highly of him.

"How was school, Lali?" Marco asks, not taking his eyes away from the newspaper.

"It was great," I answer even though I didn't attend. "School was fun."

That makes mom stop tapping away on her laptop and her doe eyes look at me in suspicion. "As long as I've know you, you've never said school is fun."

That's because you don't know me as well as you think you do. If you know me, you'd know that something is fundamentally wrong in this house. Can't they feel the friction in this house? Krystal and I have literally been playing a game of cat and mouse.

I don't know who's the cat or mouse, but we've definitely been walking on eggshells around each other.

I've been watching her very closely and she knows this.

"Mom, I'm allowed to be happy about school," I deadpan. "Besides, I'll be graduating in a few weeks and I'll be off to college."

"Speaking of college, you have chosen one, right? Marco asks pointedly. "You have to take over my law firm one I retire."

Marco's not bad. I respect the man a lot because he raise me and treats me like his daughter, but what I don't love is the pressure. I have one option when it comes to the degree I have to pursue: business. No if's or but's about it.