JENNIE'S POV
For once, Lisa and I were in my-well, our room, awake, and in our pajamas. It was a strange feeling seeing her here with the lights on because she'd typically wait until I hit the hay
"You tell anyone about this and I will kill you with a shovel and bury your body in the forest with it" she threatened. I'm glad she remembered my advice
We were situated on my blue bed, crisscrossed, and ready to start our interrogation with each other. We made an agreement that we would ask each other questions. We can't avoid the questions and the game ends when we've both answered twelve each. A lousy game, I'll admit, but at least she's willing to satisfy my curiosity only so I'd stop telling her "Stupid" facts about bathrooms. Which weren't, by the way
Did you know King George ll died on the toilet?
"Don't worry" I reassured, "Our conversation is 100% confidential"
"Yeah, whatever. Just don't think that us-" she motioned her hands toward me and her, "-talking to each other means we're friends, you got that?"
"Acquaintance, then?"
"Shut up and let me ask you a question now" I zipped my lips and she rolled her eyes. "How much do you know about me so far?"
"You hate the color yellow, you're right-handed, your favorite food is pork backbone stew, you like cats, you like swing music, you like soccer, you sent three people to the hospital, you wake up at 4 am every school day, you're pretty good in math, sometimes you'd take your shirt off when you see-"
"Woah, Woah, Woah! What?!" Her face turned to beat red, "You were awake during those times?!" She rubbed her face and groaned, "Well this is fucking great. I'm living with a perverted stalker"
"It's not like you don't wear a bra when you sleep and I'll have you know that it wasn't that hard to find out those things about you" I saw Lisa physically restrain herself from strangling me. "Would you rather have a frostbite or a fourth-degree burn?"
"What kind of question is that?" She asked looking at me weirdly
I snapped my fingers at her, "Hey, I'm the one asking here"
"Okay, geez, fine" she moved around in her seat, getting herself comfortable on my bed. "Uh...I guess frostbite since I'll be numb to it"
I nodded, "I see..."
She looked at me questionably, "Okay?...uh, did your mom tell you anything about me before I came here?"
I shrugged. "Probably"
Lisa slowly nodded her head
"What's her full name?" I asked blankly
She was quiet for a second, confused, and then she realized who I was talking about as she stitched her eyebrow together. She looked down in slight agitation, "I don't see why you'd care, but...her name is Cho Miyeon"
"Cho...Miyeon" I repeated, tasting the letters and syllables on my tongue like an authentic wine. Cho Miyeon, the girl who Lisa loved so dearly. The girl who hurt Lisa's heart. I wonder what she did
"Okay, my turn..." She stated. "Who, exactly, are your friends?"
"Park Chaeyoung and Kim Jisoo" I replied instantly, "I've known them since kindergarten. Both are very wealthy and are considered the Queens of my school. Chaeyoung has long curly blonde hair, and brown eyes are 5'5 feet tall, and looks like a princess. Jisoo has black hair, and brown eyes are 5'3 feet tall and almost looks like a vampire. Both sit in the middle of the cafeteria with me at lunch. Chaeyoung sucks at math, but Jisoo's decent, English is their worst, but they both do well in science. Chaeyoung's parents both own some famous companies while Jisoo's parents are a little diverse. Her dad works at some sort of institution and sometimes works as some sort of therapist and her mom works as a businesswoman. Chaeyoung's birthday is on February 11 and Jisoo's birthday is on...January 3-"
"Okay! I got it!" She held up her hands frantically, "I didn't ask for a freaking biography, alright?"
"Well, I thought it'd only be fair since they pretty much know about you..."
Her eyes widened in surprise, "They do?"
"Not the personal stuff, just the surface of it. Your name, for example, and why you got expelled from your last school. Three people were sent to the hospital" I subtlety tilted my head and smiled
She glared at me and clenched her fist onto my sheets, "Yeah? Well, they deserved it"
I simply nodded, not wanting to push further into that subject just yet, and stared back at her, "What do you think about clowns?"
She gave me a weird look, "Uh...I don't care about them. They're just people with embarrassing outfits"
"Is that so? I think they're pretty funny" one time, my mother had a clown come over on my birthday when I was eight. He had balloons and he only smiled. He'd talk with a funny voice and laugh all the time and I found it funny, not because of his outfit or his jokes or his expression, but because of how ridiculous the whole thing was
Eventually, I got bored
Very bored
He never came back
Lisa tapped on her chin and took a minute to formulate a question. She then looked directly into my eyes, piercing my head with how pretty her hazel orbs were. She had a very serious expression for some odd reason "Why aren't you afraid of me?"
I blinked at her. "What?"
"Why aren't you afraid of me? Why are you always trying to get a reaction from me when I could hurt you at any moment? I just..." She shook her head, "I don't understand you. You're either stupid or...well, I think it's just stupid"
Stupid? That's rude and not true. "I've told you. It's because I like you. Who gets scared of someone they like? Who would try to get away from someone they like? It wouldn't make sense"
Lisa clenched her fist in frustration and shook her head, flaying her arms in irritation, "No! How could you-I don't get how you could like me! I sent three people to the hospital for fuck's sake! I'm a complete douche to you and dangerous, and I'm pretty sure your damn friends told you that too, huh?"
"Uh, I believe it's my turn-"
"Just answer my fucking question!" Goodness, how bossy
"Okay, calm your horses" She glared at me but I ignored it, "Yes, Chaeyoung told me you're, 'Dangerous' but really, isn't almost everyone? You give someone a knife and they become the most dangerous person in the room despite their background. Between you and me, I'm just as much of a danger to you as you are to me. Simply put, I don't care if you're 'Dangerous' or not. I like you because I just do" I pulled up my knees to my chest and placed my elbow on them resting my chin on my palm, "I just happen to like your certain...qualities. your personality, per se"
"God..." She extended her legs flat on my bed and leaned a bit with her arms as leverage and shook her head "You're impossible and very weird"
"Am not" I argued. "You're the weird one"
"I already know that" she huffed, "I have anger problems, I don't like guys, I don't talk to anyone at school, I eat alone-"
"You eat alone?"
Lisa eyed me in annoyance for interrupting her, "Yes. I do. You have something to say about that?"
"I do. Where do you sit?" Ever since the cafeteria incident, I've never really seen her at lunch. "And eating alone is fairly common among unsociable people so I don't think that's weird"
She scoffed, "Whatever the hell you say. I'm not going to tell you where I sit either. Don't you have your friends to sit next to? Do you know? Your stalker friends?"
"I'm sure they won't mind" they definitely would, but I won't let them stop me. "And, you have to tell me where you sit. We're still playing the game, aren't we?"
"No"
I frowned, "You can't do that"
"Yes, I can. I make my own rules"
How dare she
"I'll keep annoying you if you won't answer my questions"
She groaned, "Fine, I'll only answer five questions from you but I won't tell you where I sit at school. I'm tired and I want to sleep"
I grinned, "Deal" I positioned myself with a straight back and crossed my legs together "What city did you come from?"
"Buri Ram"
"Do you have any hobbies?"
I thought I saw her expression suddenly darken with pain but it quickly went away. She tilted her head, thinking "I...um...used to hunt with my dad when I was young-well, watch him as he hunted, was more like it. We'd always eat he'd catch. Never wasting a scrap and we'd sell the hide for extra cash"
"Would you have preferred to eat the food you caught outside or inside a building?"
Lisa narrowed her eyes, "Okay...really weird and random question, but I'd always eat outside with my dad, looking out into the forest, breathing in the fresh outdoor air. It seemed more natural and relaxing for me"
"What's your favorite drink?"
"Hot chocolate. One more question and I'm sleeping"
I tapped my chin in thought and got an idea of what to ask, I leaned a little closer to Lisa, watching her bemused expression as I slightly lower the volume of my voice, not quite a whisper, but still sounding secretive nonetheless. "Who...were the other people who hurt you?"
In seconds, the atmosphere became heavy with silence. Lisa looked at me with an unreadable expression and looked away for a moment, tapping her leg anxiously band pressing her lips together
She released a heavy breath with a confused broken laugh "And..uh...why do you want to know? It wouldn't matter anyway"
I shrugged, "Just curious"
"Well, your curiosity is really strange. Wouldn't you rather know what school I went to? Why my...why they brought me here? Or maybe my relationship with Miyeon? Why the fuck am I even giving you these suggestions that I'm not even going to answer to you?"
"It's just named. It's nothing, okay? If you want, you can even tell me what they did to you, too" I persuaded. I scooted a little closer to Lisa, grabbing her full attention, and I let my voice drop like sweet honey, rich and caring. Tempting. "You can tell me. What they did to you..." I leaned in and whispered conspirative, causing her to lean closer to hear me. She watched me with a steady gaze. An attention look. "What you had to go through..." Lisa's eyes darkened with confliction, "How unfair your situation is..." I reel back into my original position and smile, "Or you could just tell me their names. Wouldn't matter, either way, right?"
It really wouldn't matter because you can find a lot about a person once you've found their name. Search them up and bam, a butt load of personal information just laying there for people to exploit
Not that that's the person why I asked Lisa to tell me the name's of the people who 'Hurt' her
She blinked at me, a little taken aback, and shook her head, "No, no. That-I doesn't see how..." She sighed and looked away, "Okay, fine..."
Her eyes were storming with unbridled rage and deep anguish. She closed her eyes released a harsh breath and took a moment to calm herself down, after a while, she got off my bed
Wait! Why was she getting off my bed? She still hasn't told me the names yet! "Wait, what about my question?"
She was on her mattress and went under her covers. She simply shrugged "You never said I had to tell you today"
Touché. "But you'll still tell me, right?"
"Later"
"Later?" I looked over my bed to see her already sleeping. Or, more like ignoring me. I sighed, "Okay, fine. Another day, then"
I set my glasses off to the side and turned off the lights. "Goodnight Roomy"
A moment of silence took over and just as I was about to fall asleep I heard something
"Goodnight"
Even though it was barely above a whisper, a mumble, I heard it and I smiled