Hate You, Love You. | Jenlisa

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She cocks the gun and points it towards me, her fingers poised on the trigger. "Any last words? Make it quick, I have a hair appointment."

When I woke up this morning, I never thought that I would die today. Of course, most people don't plan for death but I always thought my death would be when I'm old, frail and on a walking stick not like this, not in the hands of a psychopath.

I scan the area with my mind's eye, looking for a route to escape or at least something to be used as a weapon. I can't run, she'd shoot me dead in an instant. I can't attack her, my hands are tied... literally.

"I..."

Suddenly, I hear headlights and what seems like a car pulling up in front of the bakery. Krystal makes a motion for me to shut up with her hands and she rushed to the window. "Looks like we actually do have company," she muses.

Pulling down the blinds, she turns to me. "If I so much as hear you mumble, you're dead."

"Get up," she whispers harshly. I do what she says, even when my knees are cramped from all that kneeling. She drags me along as we proceed towards the socket.

Krystal then hits the off switch, leaving us in a state of darkness. I've never been too fond of the darkness especially with her still pointing a gun at my head.

"Princess, are you in there?!"

Lisa?

Knocking on the glass doors follows the voice and I resist the urge to scream, well I can't actually scream because Krystal has me in chokehold.

"Princess, can you hear me?!"

It's definitely her.

She came.

"If you can, just stay calm, I'll get you out of there!"

"Don't you dare," I hear Krystal whisper in my ear. "You know the consequences."

"You're hurting me," I wheeze, gasping for air. Her grip is not light and with her still having the upper hand, I'm getting delirious.

"Soojung!" I hear Lisa yell. "I know you're in there! If you hurt her, I swear on mu life, I'd kill you on this concrete!"

Soojung?

Jung Soojung?

Krystal is Jung Soojung? She sent the fake letter?

Of course! It makes sense now. The letter was meant to throw me–well Hyejun and I–off course. If we thought Jongin was alive, maybe we'd stop looking for him and think that he's okay. That means, if my calculations are correct, before she sent the letter, she had already killed him.

Today just keeps getting better and better.

"You're Jung Soojung?" I whisper.

"Shut up," she whispers back.

The knocking stops and for a minute, it seems like she has left. I hope she hasn't because I can't hear a thing. Her choke hold lightens a bit and I gasp, trying to take in as much air as I can. I can't see and I'm in the presence of a mad woman.

"Stay here."

I don't have much of a choice.

I hear her footsteps as she meanders towards the window, the ray of light from outside shines through as she peaks from the blinds. "Well, it looks like your knight in shining armor has come to rescue you and she brought company."

Company? Hyejun?

I have to get out of here, by any means necessary, or at least, signal to Lisa that I'm here.