5 am

Part 2

italics - flashback

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JISOO

Want... Need... Love... Where did people draw the line?

I could imagine the devil's face as he watched where I was now. He must look so amused. My fate was his to toy with, since God decided to ignore my prayers once again.

Because here I was, out of all places, at my ex girlfriend's party. I found myself in one room with the woman I swore I wanted nothing to do with in my life.

I could make up a dumb excuse so I could leave, maybe tell Chaeyoung I had a massive headache or something like that.

But truth was, I was just kidding myself. As much as I wanted to forget Jennie, I found myself trying to steal a glance at her. Sometimes our eyes would meet in a gaze, but not a second would pass and our gaze would go back to the different worlds they belonged to.

We were in the same room, but we might as well be from two different planets.

She looked different in this kind of light though, or was it the aura she was exuding? I guess in that hotel room she looked more human to me, easy for me to touch and hold. But right now, among all these mortals, she was simply a Goddess. Like a faint touch from her could turn you into stone.

Jennie was like a car crash to me. You know when you were supposed to just keep on driving, but still you couldn't help but stop and look anyway.

And I cursed myself for doing that, I couldn't stomach the way Jongin's arm was snaked around her waist. As if he was showing her off as his property.

I was never fond of Jongin. He was one of Chaeyoung's friends who lived his life out of his parents' riches. While most of us tried to make something of ourselves, he spent all his time spending his parents' money.

The thought of him touching her, doing things that she did with me, of course him being a man made a difference. And the thought of that again, finally made me sick to the pit of my stomach.

"I wonder from which bar Jongin picked that girl up."

I heard one of Chaeyoung's "friends" talking about Jennie that woke me up from my trance.

"I don't know. Knowing Jongin, he probably just picked her up from the side of the street or something."

I gulped down my wine, trying to ignore the crass remarks from this group of women who all looked invisible next to Jennie.

It was definitely a good example of jealousy. People would say the most horrible things about strangers just because they couldn't find anything wrong with them.

"Now, now ladies..." Chaeyoung intervened. You might think that she was going to break up this bitchfest but I could hint from the tone of her voice where this was going. "Be nice. No matter how much of an asshole Jongin is, he's a friend and if he wants to show off his slut to the party, then let's just be supportive, shall we?"

Their laughter sounded more like clanging in my ears, and that headache that I was supposed to fake was becoming real, thanks to the disgusting remarks and laughter from these women.

"I need to-"

"Hello, ladies..."

This was the perfect time to leave, but I found myself glued to the ground. As much as I wanted to go, a part of me was begging to stay.

How could Jongin not realize what he had done? Bringing Jennie over to the girls was similar to putting a doe in a den of hungry wolves. At least the doe would end up dead, these women could only wish that Jennie was dead.