Jennie Kim had it all. She was the head cheerleader, dating the quarter back of the football team, practically OWNED the whole damn school and to top it all off, she was sexy as hell and smart as a whip.
Everyone feared yet envied her in a way no on...
Rosé sat on the Kim's couch, clothed in Jisoo's pajamas with a blanket draped around her shoulders. Her eyes were red and swollen, her nose rubbed raw from the amount of Kleenex she used on it.
She couldn't stop moving her hands, tapping the side of a tea-filled cup relentlessly while her now dull eyes stared aimlessly at a spot on the wall in front of her, unmoving.
"Rosé..." Jisoo said softly, her hand lightly rubbing her distraught friend's back, "Your tea is cold."
Rosé looked down at the no-longer steaming cup of liquid and set it down on the coffee table wordlessly.
Then she spaced out again, buried in her thoughts. Was Jennie alright? What did her parents say when she left? What if they made her believe that loving Rosé really was a sin? What if Jennie realized she couldn't handle being with her?
All these thoughts and more flew through her mind.
Jisoo looked on at her, worried. She had never seen her like this before- a mixture of extreme sadness, anger, confusion, despair...and desperation. She looked so vulnerable.
After the crying had died down she managed to get her into some clothes and onto the couch. That had been half an hour ago and Rosé still hadn't said anything.
"Sweety I'm here if-"
"What if they hit her?" she said quietly and without her usual confidence. She sounded so small.
"Oh honey, I don't think Jennie's parents would resort to that," Jisoo tried to assure her. She honestly didn't believe that they would, but at the same time nothing was off the table.
"B-but what if...? Then I wouldn't be there to protect her," Rosé rambled before standing up abruptly, "I have to go protect her!"
"Rosé please..." Jisoo pleaded, "There's nothing we can do right now. It's late, you've just taken a serious emotional toll. You need rest," she reasoned, "Hopefully we'll see her at school tomorrow or at least hear from her. And if we don't I will go over there with you to see her, okay?"
Rosé looked at her, pain was written all over her face before she leaned into the pale-skinned girl and sighed, "Okay."
"Now, c'mon, I'll text your mom and you can sleep with me tonight. Sound good?
The blonde girl nodded. She trudged up the stairs like a zombie, and when they finally made it to Jisoo's bedroom she couldn't help but curl up into a ball like a baby and sob as Jisoo held her, breaking down again.
"Sh Sh sh sh... it's alright. It's going to be alright..." Jisoo chanted, her heart broke for her best friends.
"I'm j-just so worried about her. I l-love her so much."
