Can't ever say no to you || Chaennie (Completed)

5

"SHIT"

Rosie and Jennie were in the Kim kitchen the next day. Rosie was making herself and Jennie a quick lunch before the girls were to meet up with their mothers for some last minute shopping for the Kim's vacation.

Jennie was sitting at the island in the middle of the kitchen reading a magazine while Rosie was at the counter next to the stove chopping scallions for the fluffed up couscous resting on the stove.

At Rosie's cry, Jennie's head shot up. She looked up just in time to see Rosie wrap a paper towel around her left index finger.

"Love, are you okay?"

"Yup, wifey, I just cut my finger. No big deal." Jennie could hear the shakiness in Rosie's voice. But Rosie moved to the sink to rinse off the knife and continued to chop away after drying it. She turned on the front burner where a small sauce pan lay then turned around and grabbed the package of pine nuts from her pantry. The Aussie dumped half of the package of nuts into the pan then put the bag on the counter.

Jennie was watching with worried eyes as she could see her girlfriend slowly crumbling.

Rosie could feel the back of her neck becoming increasingly warm. She dipped her head back and rotated it from left to right trying to make the feeling disappear. She shook the small pan on the stove and at the movement she could feel her muscles grow tight. Rosie repeated her head motion again and after flipping the pine nuts once, twice, three times she dumped them into the pot with the couscous before throwing the pan on the counter. She was swaying on the spot and could see dots beginning to blur her vision.

She took in a deep breath before turning her attention to the scallions on the cutting board. The Aussie was barely able to dump the small green circles into the pot before slumping to the ground. Jennie rushed off of the stool she was perched on and ran to her girlfriend's side.

The paper towel wrapped around Rosie's finger was stained red.

"Rosie..." Jennie breathed out. She went to remove the bloodstained towel and winced when Rosie's head fell onto her shoulder. She hissed in a large breath as she threw the towel to the ground. Blood was trickling out of a long cut down from the bottom of Rosie's nail to her first knuckle. She stood up and grabbed another paper towel. After soaking the towel in the sink Jennie carefully cleaned off the leaking blood. She took note that the cut wasn't deep enough to need stitches but she had to stop the bleeding.

Jennie grabbed the first thing she could find to wrap the injured finger again. With a dish towel in hand - Mrs. Park's favorite, Jennie realized. Although given the circumstances, she didn't think Mrs. Park would care too much - she gently lifted Rosie's hand and put pressure on the wound. She couldn't thank Dr. Park enough right now for teaching her first-aid a few summers back when she kept accidentally hurting herself during whichever activity she and Rosie were doing.

She tried to pull the other girl up as she stood up, but the passed out girl was just dead weight at that point.

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Love is a strong emotion. You can use the word to describe many things. You don't have to be in love with someone. You can love a song, a certain food. You love your family, you love your friends. But the combination of happiness, kindness, compassion, fear, regret, the combination of every emotion you are mentally capable of feeling towards someone else; that is love as well.

It's the combination of the many emotions that pushes and pulls you toward the feeling that your heart is just going to burst out of your chest. Sometimes without realizing it, you lose your heart. Your heart physically doesn't belong to you anymore. It doesn't beat to keep you alive.