⋆𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓈⋆

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The police carried their interviews over the next few following hours. The tension in the house couldn't even be cut with a knife, you'd need a chainsaw to hack your way through it. Ransom hadn't shown up for questioning either, but of course, nobody really expected him to. After all, he was a 'free-loader' as Linda and Walt often described him as. Y/N had only met Ransom a few times, he seemed alright- she kind of liked the attitude that the rest of the Thrombey's couldn't stand. But if she had to listen to Linda mention his name one ore time that afternoon, she might just throw one of their many TV sets out of the window- or maybe at her- to shut her up.

Jacob's questioning was way shorter than the rest of the family members, Y/N figured that Jacob had either stared at his phone the entire time or the police didn't think he had the balls to kill his grandfather. Either way, they were both pretty good options- both equally as believable since Jacob was all-talk, and screen-talk, at that.

Y/N looked over at Jacob, leaning against the counter of the kitchen. She was standing next to the large fridge, making Walt the cup of coffee he'd asked for. Once again, unsurprisingly, Jacob was simply just staring at his phone. She looked over at him. She couldn't get the thought of the night of Harlan's party out of her head, the thought of what went down in the bathroom.

And then it occurred to her that they hadn't acted on- or spoke of- what happened that night. She figured he might want to talk about it too, because it meant something to her and therefore she wanted to talk about it but Jacob-

Well, Jacob was different, wasn't he? He hardly ever opened up about all of that 'feelings' stuff, in fact, Y/N thought that she'd hardly ever seen him express an feeling other than 'horny' or 'pissed off at minorities'. Jacob was definitely a closed book and therefore Y/N thought that getting him to talk to her about their little make out session might be easier said than done.

Especially considering the reputation he had at school. Apparently his relationships moved pretty quickly, even though there were only a small number of them. On Y/N's first week of school some people had let slip to her about the fact that by the end of the first week of his relationships- they'd already done everything under the sun. So she figured, maybe she shouldn't put a label on it.

"Maybe we shouldn't talk about it at all." She thought to herself before jumping back to reality. The coffee was going to get cold if she didn't take it into Walt soon, so she picked up the mug and glanced at Jacob before heading into the living room.

Walt was sitting with Joni and Meg on the couches, finding themselves in the midst of a deep conversation about.. something or other. Y/N tried her best not to listen in on the conversation, not to open up her ears to the potentially offensive conversation they could be having. The Thrombey's were always having conversations that could put her into a bad mood for hours. So when she could, she'd avoid listening to them- and that was exactly what she did as she put the cup of coffee down on the table in front of Walt.

Walt looked up at the girl and thanked her silently with a nod and a smile. Y/N gave a little nods in return, turning around and taking a few steps back towards the kitchen so she could talk to Jacob about the night that had been on her mind for days. But she was stopped by the sound of her name from Walt's mouth, forcing her to stop walking away and turn back to face them.

She looked at Walt, gesturing for him to carry on with whatever the hell he wanted from her. Walt looked at Joni before looking back at Y/N. "What did you say the name was of your parents fashion company was, again?" He asked her, talking with his hands pretentiously as the words that froze Y/N in place flew from his mouth like bullets.

Despite the fact that Y/N could have had a heart-attack there and then, she couldn't help but feel slightly amused at the fact that it was the first time the Thrombey's were asking for a name. After all, it's generally the first thing people ask for when learning something new about someone- like them having a cousin in the same school as them, or them mentioning a tasty Starbucks drink they had, or.. their parents owning a successful fashion company.

Which of course, Y/N had completely made up. Then the amusement wore off as she searched her mind for a response plan. "Uhm.. why?" Y/N asked, trying to stall in the most casual way she could think of. Walt looked at Joni to explain, it was her who wanted to know anyway.

Joni looked at Y/N and moved her hands around a little as she spoke too, Y/N didn't know why people did that, it was like sign language but not actually sign language. It was weird. "Well, with my skincare.. lifestyle.. brand.. thing. I was really thinking about bringing out a fashion line, maybe sportswear or casual everyday clothes- to suit all body-types and such. Anyways, I was thinking maybe it could be a collab with this fashion company your parents own."

Joni seemed to be really into this idea she'd came up with and Y/N couldn't help but quake in the hand-me-down shoes from Meg she was wearing. "Oh, right..." She thought and tried to think of something to say that wouldn't give them an opening to discover that she'd been lying to them for months. "Well..." She coughed and cleared her throat, "They're re-building the brand.. the company.. at the moment. Trying to give it a whole new sort of feel and stuff. They're changing the name. So.. I don't know what it's called right now."

Y/N wished the floor would open up and swallow her into a deep dark pit that she could never leave and that the Thrombey's could never find her in. She knew that it was a pretty bad excuse and a lie.. another lie. But it seemed to convince Joni and Walt, who simply just sat back into the couch and continued with their conversation.

Y/N had gotten away with another lie.. for now.















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