Sham of the Sea

Chapter 28

Italic-Clone

The evening was spent in tense politeness. Nobody actually attacked each other, but neither did the two groups manage to truly become friends. Y/N was sleepy by the time it finally ended, and she just wished to go aboard the real Precious already and fall asleep with Jennie close by her side.

Dahyun had fallen asleep already. They had put her on a comfy looking divan in the corner, letting her sleep peacefully while Sana was now being targeted from the flirty advances of both her clone and Dahyun's.

A faint clinking sound brought Y/N's attention back to the two Jennies who were so devastatingly beautiful in the dim lights of the room even if the dark one had a sinister smirk playing around her lips again.

"We ask you for a bit more patience. We talked about wanting to decide on a leader for both groups as having two might become difficult. However, as the votes would turn out quite obvious, we decided to clear this out in private." The clone said.

The women around the desk nodded curtly, immediately going back to their conversations while both Jennie stood up nearly at the same time. One gave the other a sharp glance, the other just smirked smugly.

Jennie looked down at Y/N. "Will you join us?"

Y/N blinked at the hand offered to her, slowly taking it. If she managed to catch her Jennie alone, she might be able to tell her, might turn this situation around before the shadows acted on whatever they had planned.

So, Y/N stepped out with them, quietly following them down the corridor and into some other room that was also brightly lit. There was a big bed standing here, and Y/N felt herself shiver at the implications of it.

Jennie's double locked the door behind them.

Y/N nervously sat down on the bed, watching Jennie lean against the windowsill from the corners of her eyes.

The dark Jennie calmly took her hat off, shaking her hair in place. "I decided to share my dear Y/N with you as a sign of my hospitability. You miss that darling of yours, don't you? Feel free to use mine instead."

Y/N bravely did not move when her hat was pulled off too, Jennie's gentle fingers sliding through her hair.

The actual Jennie looked quite repelled by that. "What is this, you mocking me? This person cannot compare." she drawled lowly, making Y/N shiver when her brain recalled the very different instances in which she had heard that voice before. And as it seemed this was going to be one of them too.

"Oh, but she can. You know, right? They are not that different from each other. Don't act all mighty. I saw you staring at her." That Jennie gave a snort, continuing to strip herself and Y/N down.

The real Jennie just watched them reluctantly, still apprehensive. "She hurt my Y/N."

The clone rolls her eyes. "Hurt her then in exchange. We know of your desires as I have the same. Do you want to punish her? Then do it. She already agreed to it. This Y/N... You can go all out on her."

Y/N felt herself shiver again, locking eyes with Jennie looming in front of her. She caught the clone's cunning smirk, she worriedly looked over to  Jennie who had stepped closer a bit by now.

The dark Jennie leaned down to nuzzle into Y/N's hair, speaking directly against her ear. "This is the real her. The real Jennie. She does not care."

Y/N was sitting up a bit straighter, lifting her hands to push the other off only to be warningly bitten in her ear, and she freezes.

"Ah, don't do it. As we are speaking, I'm already planning on killing her. Stay all nice and put and I might let you have her. I promised, after all."