Obsession: Chaennie ff

Chapter 11: Truth Untold

The next day, Chaeyoung just put Jennie's food over the kitchen table and began on cleaning the third floor. She trusted Jennie that she won't touch any of her portraits or furniture and she did.

Jennie's still adjusting to the place. It's new and unusual. She's staying in a room for almost three months now and that's really lonely, she will feel that loneliness more if Chaeyoung 's not around.

She's very thankful, Chaeyoung was the one who got her. She never failed on taking care of her and she's enjoying every bit of it. Maybe at first, she felt weird but seeing Chaeyoung 's smiles, it's worth it.

If that's the only thing that will go make her happy, why not?

Wait...

What?

( A/N: She's literally changing though- don't mind me )

Jennie shook her head. She took a bottle of water inside the fridge and sat to the kitchen. She took a piece of green apple and began on peeling the item with a small knife.

Small knife...

Her heartbeat became erratic as she looked at it. Her mind became foggy as she heard a lot of voices.

Stab that on her neck.

Stab it to her so you can run away.

Stab that to her so you can go back to your husband.

"I'm almost done!" Jennie gasped as she heard Chaeyoung 's voice on her back. Chaeyoung wrapped her arms around the redhead's waist and kissed her cheek before walking across her to take her seat.

Chaeyoung grabbed Jennie's water and drank it. The redhead was just wearing a white silk robe, shorts and her bra. Showing her toned abs to Chaeyoung 's sight. Her curly hair was in a ponytail. She wasn't looking at the brunette which the other woman noticed as not usual, her eyes were fixed on the knife she was holding.

"Jennie." Chaeyoung called in a stern voice, making the redhead pulled back to her thoughts. She looked up on Chaeyoung and saw the seriousness on her face, she's wearing a tank top and sweatpants. You can notice the white skin of her arm had several light red marks from mosquito bite that was maybe coming from the third floor situated. Jennie looked directly to her dark blue eyes as she spoke again, "Stab me."

Jennie's grip on the small knife loosened, she didn't notice that few seconds ago she's holding it like she wants it to disappear from her grasp. Chaeyoung reached out to her hand who's holding the knife, "Stab me, Jennie."

"I... I can't." Jennie stuttered.

"You can."

"No."

"You can, Jennie." Chaeyoung smirked. "You can but you won't." She held her hand. "You know, I'm giving you privilege to kill me so you can run away, why are you stopping yourself?"

Jennie pulled her hand to her and put the knife over the table. She looked away. "I don't want to be a killer..."

"Really?" Chaeyoung asked with a smirk plastered on her face.

"Yeah."

"But you are staying with a serial killer?"

"Let's stop this conversation, Chaeyoung. It's not worth it." She was about to stand when Chaeyoung walked towards her and pulled her arm, causing her to turn around. The brunette sat over the table and pulled Jennie closer to her, placing her between her legs and then wrapped her legs around the redhead's waist. They looked at each other, it's like teasing competition for Jennie. Chaeyoung 's just smirking on her as she carefully took her hands and placed it on her bare waist.