《Ex-bestfriends ✓p.jm》20
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"We want to ask you some questions" Jimin spoke.
"And we expect the answers to be given honesty from you, so.... we are trying to make the atmosphere comfortable.." Namjoon finished the sentence.
After a pause, Jennie shrugged her shoulders and let the men do whatever they wanted. She took a seat on the bed waiting for them to ask the questions they wanted to ask.
"Oh jeez! I forgot my wallet in the car, do you guys have yours with you?" Namjoon turned to his friends who shook their heads slowly with an annoyed expression.
He then turned to Jennie who looked way more annoyed than them.
"My wallet is on the counter to your right side." Namjoon mumbled a small & quick 'thank you' before hurrying to go downstairs After he entered back into the room, he only brought back two drinks.
One for her and one for him. This didn't grow Jennie's suspicion because the other two were being indifferent to her and didn't look like they wanted to partake into this hospitality.
"Ok, thanks for the coffee I guess but why are you all here? You all wouldn't be here if it wasn't anything serious." Jennie said after putting her cold coffee on the table nearby while Namjoon was slowly sipping his.
"We are here because we wanted to ask you some questions" Jin affirmed.
"That's something you already said, what do you want to ask?"
"We want to ask you something that happened 10 years ago. Do you remember the incident at school about someone stealing your money in class?" Jimin questioned with a penetrating gaze.
With his question, Jennie's whole posture froze for a second but she quickly recovered herself.
"Y-yes, I do.. so what's all that about?"
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"What happened to your stolen money? Did you get it back?" Jin interrogated her while her eyes were looking at their faces intently.
"Why are you asking me about that now? Do your board of directors know that the 3 CEOS here questioning about something that happened in high school instead of doing their work in the office?"
"Answer.his.damn.questions" Jimin uttered sternly, emphasizing each and every word with anger slowly rising in him.
This time, Jennie didn't try to say anything else. "No, I didn't. I couldn't find it" she replied softly while the three of them exchanged a look with each other.
"You didn't file a complaint or anything?" Jin asked in an unsure tane.
"No, I didn't do anything since it wasn't found inside the classroom so I just left it at that.." Jennie replied while she was fiddling with her fingers.
isn't that strange?
"You were making a whole fuss about it at the beginning of the lesson then you just left it like that without a word?! Strange!!" Jimin stated with a smirk.
"W-why are you bringing back things that happened a decade ago? It's my money that got stolen, not yours!!!Why are you poking your nose into it? It doesn't have anything to do with you!" She shouted.
"IT DOES! It does have something to do with me!" he shouted back and the other two instantly went to him to control him.
Jennie didn't move and was rooted in her place. She felt scared and terrified because she saw how he reacted when he lost control once and didn't want to experience it again.
"If that day, your money wasn't stolen and you didn't make a huge scene in the class, the teacher wouldn't have checked anyone's bag and no one would have seen or known that there were condoms inside y/n's bag.... Are you telling me that it's a coincidence that your money got stolen and the teacher found these items inside y/n's bag on the same day??" Jimin asked while trying not to let his anger overpower him.
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"Are you insinuating that I planned this whole thing? How would I know that there were c*ndoms inside y/n's bag?! You are all crazy!!" Jennie started to shout louder.
"We are not insinuating anything, Jennie. You are!! We are just asking simple questions. Why are you getting defensive about it?" Jin answered her calmly.
"Three grown men come to my hotel room and are asking me useless questions about an incident that happened a decade ago, and you want me to stay calm!"
"Jennie, why should we believe that you are not lying? You understand that anyone would find it weird and suspicious that the person who had their money stolen doesn't make a fuss about it anymore after one of their classmates gets humiliated for a different cause" Namjoon started speaking with a firm tone.
"I'm not lying, I swear that my money got stolen and I didn't find it afterwards!"
"So why didn't you do anything else about it afterwards? It seemed like you got what you wanted so you didn't need to do anything else.." Namjoon pressed on questioning her.
"I-....what are you talking about?" she suddenly started to back out and feel uneasy.
"That's not the only thing that doesn't make sense in your case. You told in your class that day that anyone would be able to find your money easily because of a habit that you developed since you were little, am I right?" Namjoon was asking her slowly in order to see her answer.
"Y-yes" Jennie replied hesitantly not knowing where this was going.
"So do you still continue that habit of yours?"
"W-what?"
"A habit that you developed ever since you were little and carried on doing it in your late teens. I'm pretty sure after that whole robbing incident, it probably only increased & amplified your habit, isn't it?" Namjoon's voice was getting sterner and sterner.
"So do you continue that habit of yours or did you leave it like your stolen money?" Jennie didn't know what to answer.
"I-I'm...."
"It's a simple question, right? Why are you struggling to answer it?"
Jennie said the first thing that come out of her mind in order to avoid this enquiry and not to raise any more suspicion on herself.
"Y-yes..! still have that habit.."
"Really?" she nodded while Namjoon raised his brows.
"So why didn't find a pink dot on any of your notes when I checked your wallet? None of your notes had a pink mark on the left corner nor a pink dot in general so how do you answer that?" Namjoon smirked evilly.
Jennie was left speechless and her face looked like she had seen a ghost in front of her.
"Wait.. that means you lied to us. What else did you lie about?? Did you lie about having that habit or.. did you lie about someone stealing your money as well...?" he asked with a brow raised accompanied with a smirk.
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I hope you're enjoying the story! I am super excited to update with the upcoming chapters! Stay tuned lovelies!!
*Sending virtual hugs to all my beautiful and kind readers* ❤️
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