screw it

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Chahee leaves for US, and jennie gets drunk.Because nor chaeyoung nor jisoo is talking to her.Jennie realizes they are out of country in holidays but they ain't call Jennie at all.becaus everyone knows Jennie had screws up real bad.

It’s stupid and irresponsible. She've got practice tomorrow in the morning and later this week.

But her best friend keeps having to leave you for the other side of the world, and in a few short months, Jenna your recent friend will be in Moscow, and she’ll just be, alone.  

Well, except for—

But even that is screwed up now.

She drinks, and  smokes, and then she decides to go to the studio, because what more is another bad decision now?

It’s like before all over again. It’s like previous year, third year. Everyone chaeng and jisoo also left jennie alone.It’s like she’s been waiting for jennie.

Except, she hasn’t — because she’s not alone.

Lisa's dressed in one of her nicest leotards, the black one with the open sides, the one Jennie have  taken off her so many times before a month ago, and she’s up on pointe, laughing and spinning, deliberately brushing close to jackson as she dances around him in ways that are way too familiar to jennie.

Then, the door of the studio falls shut behind jennie, and she slows to a stop, still grinning as she turns towards the door.

“Sorry, this room is—oh.

For a second, jennie catches it.

All of it flashing across lisa's face in all of its intensity, too much to hide now that she’s caught off guard.

The shock and the hurt and something deeper, this feeling that jennie can only ever see on her face when lisa looks at her.

And then, jackson takes a small step forward, and everything on her face switches back into cold indifference.

Jennie laughs.

“Fuck, of course…”

Instantly, lisa's expression hardens.

“What do you want?”

Jennie feels shaky; it’s the alcohol, the weed, but it’s also everything else. How tired lisa looks, how pale. How jennie snatched the smile right off her face. How fiercely her eyes are telling jennie be careful now.

(How Jennie was not listening to any warnings these days.)

It trembles through jennie, suddenly, how lisa looks older; the angles in her face a little sharper, hands on her hips. No longer twenty???

No longer unwaveringly confident in jennie. No longer willing to put up with everything.

Lisa could break jennie down with the snap of her fingers if she wanted to.

(Jennie thinks, she always could already, even then.)

“jennie.”

Lisa's voice is sharp.

(Jennie think, but maybe now lisa actually might.)

“I can’t believe you brought him fucking here,”

Jennie slurs.

“This is actually hilarious. Are you going to have sex with him against the barre too? Is he going to get on his knees for you while you’re on pointed? Is that how it is now?”

Jackson has gone pale.

“Uh — I’ll just — I think I’m going to leave.”

“No, she needs to leave,”

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