Plan B, B for Bestfriend and Baby

Chapter 9

Trigger warning// Coercive sexual acts. Please skip this chapter if it triggers you or makes you uncomfortable. 
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Jennie harshly pushed open the teak door of the room. Her brashness left a red tinge on her palm that sent dozens of receptors into a shrilled crying frenzy. Relentless burning tears cascaded down her cheeks, the same stinging glossed over eyes and blurred her vision. She felt her whole body go weak. Helpless. Unwanted. Unloved. She wept hungrily searching for something, anything to save her heart from breaking.

The heels that always supported her, made her stand firm and tall betrayed her and she fell gracelessly on the wooden floor. The bottle in her hand shattered in the impact, splattering all it's content. Jennie felt like the sound that echoed in the room was that of her heart shattering and not the glass vessel. Like the fast spreading liquid poison, all her insecurities sadness and anger broke out of her heart and spread, consuming her whole being.

Jennie cried. With her body and mind. Loud and painful. Her voice went unheard by the sound of the nauseatingly romantic song with an incompatible EDM beat that blasted from several speakers. But her mind's ear heard her cries loud and clear. She lulled her self to cry it all out.

She had expected too much and for far too long. She should've known better than to let the demon of unrequited love have her soul. But she was a fool since day one. A fool for her. While the other remained oblivious.

No. Noway Jisoo wasn't aware. The sun around whom her whole being revolved simply remained apathetic to her, refusing her, her alone, from the warmth she craved. She needed. She deserved.

Jennie curled up in a foetal position, hugging her knees. The moonlight invading from the window blanketed her. She felt the dampness of the splattered alcohol drench her hair. She wished if something could wet and cool her crumbling heart too. As it stands only her burning tears poured over it.

She was in a room she recognised as one of the Kang mansion's lounge room. There is a space to her right with two couches and it's paired chairs and to her left a single broad and tall shelf containing different wines, she noted in her hazed mind.

She stood up and walked to her left, grabbed the first bottle she could reach and unscrewed the cork, clumsily failing and spilling some of the content. She raised it's bottom and swigs down a good portion.

She slammed her body on the wall to the side of the shelf, slowly slumping down it's dark shadow to crouch with her head buried in her knees. Seemingly endless, silent tears made multiple trails on her cheeks accompanied by harsh occasional weeps.

She jolts without lifting her head when the ajar door was suddenly pushed open and swiftly locked shut. Jennie shivered as an alluring but portentous scent filled her senses, choking them useless to anything else. Jennie hugged herself as a mixture of fear and lust laced ardour devoured her.

Jennie would recognise that stature even if she went completely blind and to her belated dismay her body relaxed ever so lightly in cognition. The figure didn't notice Jennie, moving towards the couch with heavy stomps, huffing and groaning.

Jisoo harshly pulled off her blazer tossing it away carelessly. She unbuttons her shirt with one hand while shakily fiddling her phone with the other.

"Lis?? Dude-.... I didn't-......LISTEN!" Jennie stiffens when the alpha yells into her phone. "I am in this room to the right, first up the stair....ha...No. the other stair. Yeah." The alpha speaks in a strained tone while rubbing her neck harshly.  

Jennie watches the alpha toss her shoes away one by one. She pulled at her belt next, agitated and struggling but stubbornly hectic. Jennie peered at the alpha's tensed back. The moonlight from the other window failed to reach her face but the reflection grazed her dishevelled silhouette.