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She has wanted to do this for as long as she can remember. Damn, it feels so good right now.
She closes the cupboard, the mirror reaching an angle where her figure is reflected back to her. Even in the dim lighting of her bedroom she can see the liquid glistening off her face in her favourite colour - red.
She wonders why she did not do this before. That New Year's night when BamBam had told her he had feelings for Lisa, she should have probably pushed him off the roof right then. The splatter of his head hitting the pavement below would have been masked by the joyous cackles of the fireworks above. And that'd be no fun. She wanted to hear his strained breaths as his life slowly, painfully slips out of his trembling body until his body went completely limp.
Jennie loves Lisa.
Has since they were in middle school.
No one has a right over Lisa as much as she does.
No one will ever love Lisa as much as she does.
But BamBam just did not seem to get it.
His insistent humble attitude of "I will be happy with whoever Lisa chooses, even if it's not me" was making her sick for the last three fucking years.
Why did she even wait that long?
Maybe she was sparing Lisa's feelings.
BamBam was one of her best friends, after all.
But best friends should stay best friends.
She loves Lisa.
That's what she kept repeating in her head in bliss of watching her wish of three years coming true in front of her - her now-slippery knife gripped tightly in her hand, spurts of blood falling to the floor on which the victim of her wrath lay, probably wishing for this to be over as quickly as possible for him.
She opens her cupboard again, but stops when she hears her shrill ringtone go off as she quickly receives the call with an even bigger grin than before seeing it's her love.
"Lisa..." She says charmingly, and she knows by the pause on the other line that the said girl is blushing (much like she always does when Jennie calls her name like that).
"Hello, Jen." Lisa says as Jennie looks back at the inside of her cupboard, her blood surging faster through her veins at the sight of the slit on BamBam's throat.
It feels so good everytime she looks at it.
"So I was wondering if you wanted to go to the amusement park tomorrow? I have three tickets and I thought it'd be nice to get you one of them." Lisa pauses a little and Jennie takes that time to wipe her knife on BamBam's already blood-stained jeans. "It's totally fine if you don't want to go or if you don't have time. I can totally manage. I was just asking because you know...I like having you around and...umm... like-" Lisa splutters.
Jennie giggles.
"I'd love to come, Lisa." That again.
"Oh, that's great...cool. I'll tell Rosé then. I'll text you where. We'll see you! Bye now!" Lisa says cheerfully but Jennie's mood darkens.
"Bye!" Jennie says with mock cheeriness and slams her phone to her bed as it bounces off to the floor with a pat.
The tension on her face gives way to a smirk as she clenches her jaw but chuckles, very different from how she had giggled with Lisa - much darker.
