Keifer's Pov
The silence inside the car was heavy enough to crush a man. I had pulled over on a completely deserted stretch of road, surrounded by nothing but the tall, jagged shadows of overgrown trees and dry dust. My hands were gripping the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned stark white.
My heart was pounding like a wild animal trapped inside my ribs. Just seconds ago, I had poured out my soul. I had let the mask drop completely.
I screamed my jealousy, my rage, and my love all at once, fully expecting her to look at me with fear, or maybe even disgust. I expected her to flinch away from the dark, ugly possessiveness I had kept hidden beneath my smiles for so long.
Instead, Jay just sat there.
She did not flinch. She did not cry. She did not even blink. Her entire posture had shifted from the vibrant, chaotic girl I knew into something entirely cold, rigid, and distant.
The dim light from the dashboard cast sharp shadows across her face, making her look like a beautiful, carved piece of ice.
Then, she spoke. Her voice was not shaken. It didn't possess a single tremor of fear. It was deadly quiet, a low whisper that cut through the roaring silence of the car.
"Do you really love me," she asked, turning her head slowly to stare directly into my soul, "or is it also just a part of your plan?"
My blood turned to ice instantly. The words hit me like a physical blow to the chest, knocking the breath straight out of my lungs.
I froze completely.
My fingers grew entirely numb against the leather of the steering wheel. The angry, fiery heat that had been consuming me out in the parking lot vanished, replaced by a sudden, terrifying emptiness. My mind went completely blank as panic washed over me in violent waves.
How? How does she know about the plan?
The thought screamed in my head over and over again.
It was impossible. No one outside of Section E was supposed to know. We had hidden it so perfectly. We had covered every track, scrubbed every detail, and played our parts flawlessly.
"Jay, listen to me..." I stammered. My voice, usually so smooth and confident, cracked completely.
I reached out a trembling hand, trying to touch her arm, trying to anchor her to me, but all my confidence had vanished. I felt naked, exposed, and utterly defenseless under her gaze.
"Answer my question, Keifer," she snapped. Her words cut through the air like a razor blade, sharp and demanding.
I couldn't breathe. I couldn't find my voice to speak. The guilt was a heavy weight sitting on my throat, choking back any explanation I wanted to offer. I just stared at her, trapped in the cage of my own secrets, watching the girl I loved look at me like I was a total stranger.
She let out a soft, mocking sigh, a tiny sound that felt like a slap to my face. "Oh, you might be thinking how I know about the plan, right?" A bitter, dark smile played on her lips, but it never reached her eyes. Her eyes remained completely dead. "I heard you talking to Yuri. A long time ago. So... I decided to play along."
My heart dropped into an endless, dark pit. She knew. She had known the entire time. Every single moment we had spent together, every laugh we shared, every close glance, every touch that had set my veins on fire—she knew it had all started as a disgusting lie. She hadn't been falling for my traps; she had been watching me play a pathetic game, holding all the cards while I thought I was the master puppeteer.
I felt a wave of guilt hit me. The realization that our entire history was painted with her knowledge of my betrayal made me want to tear my own skin off.
"Just tell me the truth, Keifer," she demanded, her voice dropping all its remaining warmth, leaving only a cold, mechanical shell. "Was it or not ?"
I looked away from her, unable to hold her gaze for another second. The guilt was suffocating, filling the small cabin of the car until I felt like I was drowning. I opened my mouth to explain, to yell at her that my feelings had changed, that the lie had turned into the most absolute truth of my life, but the words got stuck miserably in my throat. I couldn't answer. I was too ashamed of how it started to defend how it ended.
Seeing my silence, she didn't wait for me to recover. She smoothly slid off my lap, moving back to her own passenger seat with complete indifference, as if touching me was suddenly beneath her. She adjusted her jacket and stared straight ahead through the windshield. She didn't look at me again.
"Drive back," she said coldly.
I looked down at my hands, feeling smaller and more pathetic than I ever had in my entire life. Without saying another word, my trembling hand reached for the ignition. I started the engine, the roar of the car feeling completely hollow now.
I shifted into drive and silently steered us back toward the city, the silence between us now filled with the painful, smoking ruins of my secrets.
The drive back to the Watson mansion was a blur of streetlights and shadows. I drove like a ghost, barely conscious of the roads, my mind entirely trapped in the car with her cold silence.
Jay didn't move a muscle the entire way. She didn't look at her phone, she didn't look at me, and she didn't look out the window. She just stared blankly ahead, her breathing so shallow I could barely hear it. The quiet was a physical torture, a slow execution for every lie I had ever told her.
When the car finally pulled up the long, winding driveway of the Watson mansion, the heavy tension didn't disappear—it expanded, ready to explode.
As the headlights swept across the front of the house, Jay instantly noticed a familiar vehicle parked near the grand entrance. It was Aries's car.
The sight of it seemed to ignite something behind her dead eyes. Jay threw her door open before the car had even come to a complete stop. The tires screeched slightly against the gravel as I slammed on the brakes, but she was already out.
She stormed inside the house, her heavy boots clicking loudly, rhythmically, and dangerously against the grand marble floor of the foyer.
"Jay! Wait!" I called out, scrambling to unbuckle my seatbelt. My heart was filled with a terrible, heavy sense of dread. I threw my door open and ran after her, my legs feeling heavy, my mind screaming that a massive storm was coming and I was completely powerless to stop it.
The moment Jay walked into the main, sprawling living room, she spotted Jane sitting quietly on the velvet couch. Without a single second of hesitation, Jay walked right up to her, grabbed her wrist firmly, and pulled her upward with a sharp, sudden jerk.
"We are leaving, Jane," Jay announced. Her voice didn't shake. It echoed off the high, vaulted ceilings of the mansion like a thunderclap.
Jane stumbled, blinking rapidly, looking completely confused and startled by the sudden aggression. "Where? Jay, what's wrong? What happened?"
"To Angelo's house," Jay replied, her eyes flashing with a sudden, pure rage that made me step back instinctively.
"There.. why?" Jane asked, pulling her wrist back slightly, trying to anchor herself against Jay's frantic energy. "Why are we leaving so suddenly? We are here for few days."
"Because I cannot stand to stay in a house full of liars!" Jay yelled.
The sheer volume of her shouting shattered the peace of the mansion. The heavy doors across the hall began to open. The shouting immediately brought people running into the room.
Ma walked in quickly from the kitchen, her apron still on, her face turning pale with immediate worry the moment she saw the look on Jay's face.
She looked at Jay's furious, trembling expression and then turned her gaze toward me. I was standing near the doorway, my arms hanging uselessly at my sides, my head bowed down in complete surrender.
"What happened, dear?" Ma asked, her voice soft and maternal as she rushed toward Jay, trying to place a comforting hand on her arm. "Why are you this angry? Tell me what's wrong."
Jay turned her sharp, lethal gaze toward the older woman. Her expression softened just a tiny fraction out of respect, but her voice remained completely firm, cold as steel.
"You should get the answer from your dear son, Tita. It will be much better if it comes directly from him."
Ma spun around instantly, her eyes wide with shock and demanding answers from me. "What happened, Keifer? Why is Jay this angry? What did you do to her?"
Before I could even gather the courage to open my mouth, Aries walked into the living room from the study, his arms crossed tightly over his chest.
He looked at me with a harsh, judgmental glare, his usual arrogance dripping from his posture. "What did you do, Watson?" he demanded, his voice mocking.
I kept my eyes locked onto the floor. I couldn't face my mother's disappointed gaze. I couldn't face Aries's mocking eyes. The shame was a physical weight crushing my spine, bending me in half.
Jay let out a harsh, mocking laugh that sounded completely unhinged. "You can ask him all your questions later, Tita. Jane, let's go right now. Move."
But Jane didn't move. She stood perfectly frozen in place, her eyes glued down to the tips of her shoes, her shoulders hunched.
Jay's eyes narrowed into slits.
"Jane? Did you hear me? I said, let's go."
"Jay, don't go," I tried to say, taking a desperate step forward into the room, but Jay cut me off completely by turning her entire body toward Jane, ignoring my very existence.
"This fucking king and his friend ," Jay said, pointing a trembling, furious finger straight at me, "made a plan to use you and me just to get back at Aries! The entire plan was to make us fall in love with them, build us up, and then completely ruin us to break Aries's pride!"
The room went dead silent. You could hear the ticking of the grandfather clock in the hallway. I braced myself for Jane's explosion, for her tears, for her shock at Yuri and Me. I waited for the entire world to crash down on Yuri from her side too.
But the shock never came.
Jane let out a soft, ragged sigh, slowly lifting her head to look up at Jay with deep, guilty eyes. "I knew that, Jay," she whispered. "Yuri told me. Earlier."
Jay froze.
The words seemed to physically shake her, hitting her harder than any punch ever could. The entire room felt entirely still, the air freezing over as Jay stared at her absolute best friend in total disbelief.
"And... you forgave him?" Jay whispered. For the first time tonight, her voice cracked, showing the raw, bleeding pain underneath the anger.
"No," Jane replied quickly, her voice desperate as she tried to step closer to Jay, reaching out. "But I thought... I thought I should give him a chance to explain. I wanted to see if it was real."
Jay stepped back instantly, tearing her hand away as if Jane's touch was poisonous. Her face went completely pale, all the color draining from her lips. A look of complete, utter betrayal washed over her features, destroying the fierce confidence she usually carried.
"So you knew," Jay whispered, her voice rising again, gaining a dangerous, trembling edge. "You knew this entire time. You knew what they were doing to us, but you didn't think it was important enough to tell me? Your own sister?"
"I thought—" Jane started, tears finally springing to her eyes, blurring her vision.
"You thought what?!" Jay shouted, her
anger returning tenfold, exploding through the room like a bomb.
"I thought it was your private matter with Keifer!" Jane yelled back, her own frustration and guilt breaking through. "It was your relationship! I didn't want to interfere in your business until you were ready to talk about it!"
Hearing those words, Jay looked completely shocked, as if she had been stabbed in the back by the one person she trusted blindly.
The betrayal from her twin sister cut deeper than any lie I had ever told her, deeper than any game Section E had played. She stumbled back a single step, her knees looking weak, and then she let out a loud, bitter, heartbreaking laugh that echoed painfully against the walls.
"My matter..." Jay whispered to herself, shaking her head. "My private matter."
Jane instantly realized how incredibly cold and distant her words had sounded. Seeing the sheer, unadulterated pain and shock shattering Jay's face, Jane's heart broke.
Completely forgetting about Yuri, about Ma, about Aries, or the entire mess, Jane rushed forward blindly and threw her arms tightly around Jay, burying her face in Jay's shoulder, hugging her with everything she had.
To everyone's absolute shock, Jay didn't hug her back.
Her arms stayed dead, limp, and heavy at her sides. She stood there like a statue, completely unmoving, receiving the hug but offering absolutely nothing in return.
With a cold, expressionless face, Jay slowly raised her hands, placed them against Jane's shoulders, and firmly, unyieldingly pushed her best friend away from her.
"We will talk later," Jay said quietly, her voice devoid of any life.
Jane's face completely dropped. The tears streamed freely down her cheeks now as she stumbled back, realizing in horror that she had just severely damaged the one bond that mattered most to her.
The entire room stood in a stunned, suffocating silence, watching the unbreakable, legendary bond between the two girls fracture right before their eyes.
I couldn't bear to see the pain I had caused anymore. Seeing her look so broken, so isolated from everyone she cared about, ripped my chest wide open. I stepped toward her, my hand reaching out blindly, desperate to fix even a fraction of the damage.
"Jay—" I pleaded, my voice breaking completely, a sob catching in my throat.
The exact millisecond my fingers brushed against the fabric of her jacket on her shoulder, Jay reacted with blinding, terrifying speed. She spun around on her heel, her eyes completely wild, and launched a powerful, heavy punch straight into my jaw.
Crack.
The sheer force of the blow exploded across my face. The impact sent me crashing hard against the floor, my legs giving out completely. I hit the hardwood ground tightly, sliding a few inches, my hand instantly flying to my mouth as blood began to pool and drip from my split lip.
Nobody moved. Nobody breathed.
Everyone was frozen in absolute horror at the violence of the action.
"Don't you fucking touch me!" Jay roared, her chest heaving up and down rapidly as she stood over me, glaring down at me like I was a piece of trash she wanted to wipe off her boot.
She looked around the room, her eyes landing on every single face—on section e, on Aries, on Jane, and finally back down to me. "Why did you all do that to me?! I treated you like my own family! I helped you every single time you needed it, and this is how you repay me?! With lies?! With games?!"
I slowly pushed myself up from the floor, my muscles trembling, wiping the warm blood from my mouth with the back of my hand. I looked up at her from my knees, completely abandoning my pride.
I didn't care that my mother was shocked, I didn't care that Aries was watching me anger, and I didn't care about looking strong. My eyes were filled with genuine, burning tears.
"Yes, Jay!" I confessed, my voice echoing through the grand room with raw, agonizing emotion. "The plan was there at first! I won't deny it anymore! It was all a disgusting game to get revenge on Aries! But then... slowly... as I actually got to know the real you, I fell for you completely! Trust me, Jay! I don't even know when the plan stopped! The more I learned about how amazing you are, the more I realized I couldn't do it anymore! I couldn't hurt you!"
I took a shaky, ragged breath, crawling slightly closer to her on my knees, begging with my eyes. "Even the Section E members stopped the plan a long time ago! They couldn't go through with it either because they genuinely care about you! They love you as a friend! You are our mutya ! I really love you, Jay. This isn't a lie, this isn't a game, it's the truest thing I have ever felt. Please, just believe me!"
Jay stood perfectly still, her small frame silhouetted against the bright lights of the living room, listening to my desperate, pathetic confession. I waited for a tear, for a sign of softening, for anything.
Then, a slow, dangerous, terrifying smile spread across her face.
It wasn't a happy smile. It was a smile that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, a smile that made my entire skin crawl with an instinctive, primal fear. It was completely empty of joy, cold, and predatory.
She looked around at all of us, her eyes reflecting the light like a wild animal in the dark.
"Do you all really think you know me for real?" Jay asked, her voice dropping into a sing-song, chilling tone that made the entire room feel ten degrees colder. She looked down at me, then at section e, then at Jane, then at Aries. "No. Not even a single one of you knows me. You all only know the side that I choose to show you. You know the girl who survived your pranks, the girl who roast. who is foodie, the girl who lets things don't bother her."
She stepped closer to where I knelt on the floor, her eyes completely devoid of any light, like two black holes swallowing everything. " But you don't know the other me.And trust me... you will never wish to see my other side."
Jane tried to step in again, her voice trembling violently as she reached out a shaking hand. "Jay, please, just listen to me. I know—"
"You also don't know me, Jane!" Jay snapped, her voice cutting through Jane's words like an axe, silencing her instantly.
Aries, who had been watching the entire scene unfold from the shadows, finally lost his remaining patience. He stepped forward into the center of the room, waving his hand dismissively, trying to regain control of the situation with his usual arrogance. "Why are you making such a massive deal out of this?" he scoffed.
The entire room went dead, freezing cold.
Jay slowly, mechanically turned her head toward Aries. The look in her eyes wasn't just anger anymore—it was a burning, deep hatred so intense that Aries actually took an instinctive step backward, his mouth shutting tight.
"I am making a big deal?" Jay asked softly, her voice dangerously calm as she began to walk slowly toward him. "You know, Aries... I always knew you were my biological brother. I knew it the whole entire time we've known each other."
Aries's eyes widened in absolute shock. He froze, his arms dropping to his sides.
"I never said a single word to you about it," Jay continued, her voice cutting him to pieces with every syllable. "Why? Because I genuinely thought there was a good, painful reason behind you hiding it from me. I don't remember the past, I don't remember the reason why you hate me this much... but trust me, Aries, I really tried to give us a chance. I stayed around, I tolerated your behavior, because I wanted my brother back. I wantedy Kuya Ari back."
She stopped right in front of him, looking up into his face with utter, complete disgust. "But tonight, looking at you, I realized something very clear. I don't need a brother like you."
Aries's face completely dropped. The confidence he carried his entire life vanished in a single second. The words hit him like a physical strike to the chest, leaving him breathless. His posture deflated, replaced by a sudden, heavy, agonizing silence as the truth of what he had thrown away echoed through the high walls of the room.
Jane tried one last time, her voice cracking as she sobbed openly, reaching out her hand toward her best friend. "Jay... please. I know Keifer was wrong. I know he lied to you. But I think he really, truly loves you now. Just like... just like Sam did..."
The moment that name left Jane's lips, everything changed.Jay's face went completely blank. The dangerous, mocking smile disappeared instantly, replaced by a pure, unadulterated, blinding fury that radiated off her body like heat from a furnace.
"Don't you dare bring him into this all nonsense, Jane!" she screamed. It wasn't just a shout—it was a raw, primal screech of agonizing pain and anger that shook the glass fixtures in the room. "You don't know a single thing about him! You have absolutely no right to speak his name in this house of liars!"
"Jay, please listen to—" Cin tried to speak up from my position on the floor, reaching out.
Before he could even finish his sentence, Jay turned around with explosive force. She slammed her bare, unprotected fist directly into the heavy, solid glass vase sitting on the mahogany side table.
SMASH!
The sound of shattering glass exploded through the living room. The thick vase fractured into a thousand jagged pieces, sharp shards flying wildly across the hardwood floor.
Blood instantly began to pour down Jay's hand, dark and thick, dripping rapidly and staining the pristine white carpet beneath her.She didn't even flinch at the pain. She didn't look down at the deep cuts, nor did she care about the blood coating her skin.
She just stood there, her chest heaving, looking at every single person in the room with eyes that were entirely dead, dark, and final.
"Don't use the name Jay ever again," she whispered, her voice dropping into a terrifyingly calm register. "None of you deserve to call me by that name ever again."
She took a slow step backward away from us, her bloody hand clenching into a tight, dripping fist."It's Jean for all of you from now on."
Without looking back at Jane's crying face, my mother's shocked, section e sorrowful expression, or my own broken, bleeding state on the floor, she turned around on her heel.
Jay stormed out of the Watson mansion, slamming the grand front doors behind her, leaving nothing but the sound of breaking glass, dripping blood, and the shattered ruins of our trust behind her. I stayed on my knees, staring at the blood on the carpet, knowing I had lost her.
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A/n
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