You Got Me (JenLisa)

Chapter 38

"Of course, you know my place," Lisa said in a tone tinged with sarcasm when Mr. Young took a turn at a block where Lisa was most familiar with and parked her car on the curb in front of her building. "Why am I not surprised?" she rolled her eyes at him in the rearview mirror.

Jennie and her were sitting beside each other at the backseat, as per Mr. Young's command, stating that it was "for safety purposes, Miss Manoban. Lady Kim is, in fact, well-aware of the protocols" when Lisa insisted that she really should drive.

And perhaps that was what irked Lisa the most. That 'Lady Kim' was already 'well-aware of the protocols' and she wasn't and so she had both Jennie and Mr. Young telling her what to do and "Be still!" inside her own car. It was her car, for crying out loud! That, and the fact that a man she had only met for the first time was driving her car with consent forced out from her.

"It's nothing personal, Miss Manoban," Mr. Young told her on the rearview mirror.

Lisa just gave a noncommittal shrug while chewing the inside walls of her mouth. She was pissed. Of course, he would say that, Lisa scoffed and told herself. Tracing her, locating her house, following her all around, demanding her car key and driving her car while she was sulking and seething at the backseat, some broody Gucci guy showing up at her doorstep, all because Jennie was with her was 'nothing personal' for Mr. Young or for whoever was behind such intrusion, Lisa thought bitterly. And it took every ounce of her patience to not explode and yell at the man sitting on her customized upholstered seat in front of her that it was, in fact, personal. That everything they did was personal. That she was, in fact, taking it personally because it was her personal, private life that they were invading and anyone who would tell her otherwise can go to hell. And what exasperated her even more was Jennie sitting beside her in complete silence.

Mr. Young turned the ignition off and a heavy silence took over. Lisa chose to look outside, biting her tongue to stop herself from asking "What now?" and instead chose to settle her eyes on Jennie's car parked outside her building. Even with the soft light provided by the street post near it, bathing it's gloriousness, its luscious red color still gleamed and glistened with pride. Lisa thought it was mocking her. But, of course, the night could play its tricks on anyone.

She could feel Jennie's eyes on her.  Boring on her. Waiting for her to look at her. But Lisa didn't. She had been stubbornly avoiding eye contacts with Jennie from the moment they left the Orange. And Lisa somehow knew that Jennie knew that she was doing it intentionally because Jennie suddenly spoke after a long while. Finally breaking the glacier surrounding the three of them.

"Can you step outside, Mr. Young? Lisa and I need to talk," Jennie said in a voice that wasn't at all impolite but with the kind of formidable authority which surprised Lisa. It wasn't a request. It was an order. And it was a side of Jennie Kim that Lisa had met for the first time.

It was Lisa's first time hearing Jennie throwing orders to someone, especially at someone older than them both that it made her wince a little on her seat. It was somewhat unnerving, the way Jennie was imposing her rank, her authority, on the older Mr. Young. No wonder how the guy who hovered at the unconscious Jisoo back at the Orange cowered when directly addressed by Jennie. She was intimidating.

"Make it short, Lady Kim. We can't stay long," Mr. Young said, unbothered by the intimidation on Jennie's voice, as he looked at the both of them on the rearview mirror. Particularly at Lisa, who was sidetracked by Jennie's cold demeanor.

Maybe he was already used to it. Or maybe it was how Jennie had always been, that Mr. Young seemed unperturbed by it, Lisa thought to herself as she watched Jennie from the corner of her eyes.