Mafia × Mafia

PERSONAL OR BUSINESS?!

Jihyo : (Pouting) "Jennie, why won't you tell me where you live? We're best friends!"

Jennie : (Hesitant) "I can't, Jihyo. My mom said it's a secret."

Jihyo : (Pouting) "Please, my Jendukieee, tell me your home address! We're best friends!"

Jennie : (Hesitant) "I can't, Jihyo. My mom said it's a secret."

Jihyo : (Persistent) "Please, Jennie? I promise I won't tell anyone."

(After much pleading and promises, Jennie finally gave in.)

Jennie : (Reluctant) "Okay, but you have to promise. Cross your heart."

Jihyo : (Excited) "I promise! Cross my heart!"

The night was eerily quiet as Jennie snuggled in her bed, clutching her stuffed bear. She had finally told Jihyo her home address, trusting her best friend with her most guarded secret. The sound of footsteps outside her room stirred her from her sleep.

Suddenly, the door burst open, and men in black suits stormed into the house. They moved with a terrifying precision, like shadows with lethal intent. Jennie's mother, alarmed by the noise, rushed to Jennie's room, shielding her daughter behind her.

Jennie's Mom: (Voice trembling) "Stay behind me, Jennie."

The men didn't hesitate. One of them raised a gun, and without a second thought, pulled the trigger. The sound of the gunshot echoed through the house, and Jennie screamed as her mother fell to the ground, blood pooling around her.

Jennie: (Sobbing, shaking her mother's body) "Mom! No, please, wake up!"

The men didn't even glance at the terrified little girl. They completed their mission with cold efficiency, ensuring there were no witnesses, no survivors. But Jennie, hidden in the shadows and clinging to her mother's lifeless body, remained unnoticed.

Back in the present, Jennie's rage and sorrow fueled her strength as she faced Jihyo. The memory of that night, the image of her mother's lifeless body, and the betrayal by her best friend gave her the resolve she needed.

Jennie: (Voice trembling with fury) "You took everything from me, Jihyo. Now, it's your turn to pay."

Jihyo's smirk wavered, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her face. The fight between them was not just physical, but a confrontation of their painful past. Jennie's determination was unyielding, her focus solely on avenging her mother's death. The clash of their combat was intense, each move filled with the weight of their shared history and Jennie's unrelenting resolve for justice.

The battle was fierce, both women fighting with everything they had. Jennie swung a punch at Jihyo, connecting solidly with her jaw. Jihyo staggered but quickly retaliated, landing a blow on Jennie's cheek, sending her reeling backward. The exchange was brutal, filled with years of pent-up anger and betrayal.

Jennie: (Breathing heavily, tears brimming) "You betrayed me, Jihyo. You caused my mother's death."

Jihyo's eyes were cold, but there was a flicker of something else—regret, perhaps.

Jihyo: (Voice hard) "It was never personal, Jennie. It was just business."

The words stung, cutting deeper than any physical blow. Jennie's resolve hardened. She couldn't let Jihyo walk away. Not after everything. With a burst of energy, Jennie managed to disarm Jihyo, sending her gun skittering across the floor.

But Jihyo was quick, and before Jennie could react, she retrieved another weapon from her boot. The two women stood facing each other, breathing heavily, their eyes locked in a silent battle of wills. Jihyo aimed the gun at Jennie, her finger hovering over the trigger.

Jihyo: (With a sneer) "It's over, Jennie."

Jennie felt tears slipping down her cheeks. She remembered their childhood, the laughter, the secrets shared. But those memories were now tainted with the blood of her mother.

Jennie: (Voice breaking, tears falling freely) "Yes, it is... bestie."

With a final surge of determination, Jennie reached for the gun hidden in her waistband. Before Jihyo could react, Jennie pulled the trigger. The gunshot echoed through the room, and Jihyo's eyes widened in shock. She dropped her weapon, her hand clutching the wound as she sank to the floor.

Jennie stood there, her body trembling with the aftermath of the confrontation. She walked slowly towards Jihyo's lifeless body, the reality of what she had done sinking in. She fell to her knees beside her former friend, tears streaming down her face.

Jennie: (Sobbing) "I'm sorry, Jihyo. I'm so sorry."

She cradled Jihyo's body, her tears mixing with the blood on the floor. The weight of her actions pressed down on her, but she knew she had no other choice. It was over. The past had finally been laid to rest, and Jennie wept for the innocence they had both lost.