Yuanfen / / Jenlisa AU/ /

Let's be honest with each other shall we?

a/n this book is almost finished. just felt like i should tell :)

I look around the church, inspecting the grounds. 

There's a whole bunch of crying people here, including my Mom and Dad.

Jisoo and Chaeyoung are also here, crying into each others arms. 

Who the fuck died?

I try to find Lisa, but I can't. My heart starts to race.

Lisa?

"No no no" I whisper, running up to the closed casket

I take a shaky breath as I try to calm my nerves.

There's plenty of people that Lisa doesn't know that I do. So it's doesn't have to be her

I open up the casket, and fall when I see my own pale body. Stuck inside my mouth, as if someone had placed a bouquet of Lilies inside of it. On each Lily petal is a drop of blood.

Tears flow out of my eyes as I start to shake uncontrollably

I don't know what to think, and I sure as hell don't know what to say.

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"Jennie!" 

I jump up and hit my head, groaning at the pain now spreading across my head.

"You alright Jen?" Jisoo asks, a worried Lisa and Chaeyoung standing behind her

I  blink a couple times as I try to think

What was I dreaming about?

"Y-yeah why wouldn't I be?" I ask, my voice sounding rough. I cough a couple times, but flinch in pain when I feel a flower bud rise in my not so fully healed throat.

"Another flower?" Jisoo mouths

I shake my head and cover my mouth, allowing the bud to fall out

"Just a bud" I mouth back, stuffing it in my pocket

"Well, you kept murmuring during your sleep, it looked like you were crying too. But we really couldn't get through to you. It was like you were dead" Jisoo says, a joking tone at the end

I laugh slightly, but can't shake the cold feeling I have in my chest

"Don't joke like that Jisoo" Lisa says seriously. 

Jisoo laughs and pats my shoulder before walking over to Chaeng

"You sure your okay?" Lisa asks, probably noticing my stiffness

Of course she would. She knows too much about me

"Fine, I'm fine don't worry"

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"I should visit my parent's." I say absentmindedly, staring at the white ceiling.

A small hum comes from the other side of the room

"I feel like I should tell them. It'll be hard if I don't get back from this, and all they see is a dead daughter."

Another small hum, but irritation and worry infected it. Making it sound like more of a question.

"Father. The one at church. Said that he could tell who I was in love with. He said that he see's that way they look at me."

I laugh softly at the thought