SPECIAL CHAPTER

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I huff slightly as Jennie walks out of the bathroom, robe barely on,  hair wet with a towel loosely wrapped around it and a faint smile on her face

As if she didn't know what she's doing to me

"Do you have to come out here, all freshly showered, knowing that I'm so fucking in love with you?" I jokingly complain

Jennie looks at me with a raised eyebrow before smiling

"Your so weird Lis"

She leans down and kisses my lips gently. I wrap my arm around her waist, bringing her down onto me slowly

"I love you" She says, holding her self up with her hands

"Your towels gonna drop" I say, throat slightly dry as I catch a glimpse of her . . 'big heart'

"What are you 14?" She jokes, getting off me and rummaging around the closet for some clothes

I smile and sit up, propping myself up slightly as I watch her

"What do you think about marriage?" I ask her

She turns around with a confused look on her face

"Random?"

I shrug and smile warmly at her

"Your friend. I think it was cute how you reacted to her marriage, so I wanted to know what you think of it"

"Personally? To me it has no use. Kinda like a blood bond- but no blood"

My mouth drops open slightly, and I can see the distress in Jennie's eyes thinking it's gonna cause another argument

"Would you ever get married?" I try, trying to calm my facial expressions

"I mean. It's never been on my tick list. But I guess if my partner ever wanted to then probably. It's not like I have any hatred to it, just never seen the point of wasting thousand on thing's you'll never wear again"

I sigh and walk over to her, watching as she slips on her jogging bottoms

"I understand. And I can't blame you." I say softly, kissing her cheek 

She smiles and pulls me in closer to her, allowing me to inhale her honey shampoo

"Lalisa Manoban. Do you know, how beautiful you are? And how lucky I am to have you?"

I smile as a blush rises on my cheeks

"I mean, I've been told a few times" I say playfully, making Jennie chuckle as she kisses my forehead

"I'll tell you everyday. Even if we're not together"

The door barges open, disturbing us as a frazzled Jisoo and Chaeyoung rush in along side Bambam and Kevin

Now fucking what?

"Guys?"

"S-she's here Jennie. And she's demanding blood"

I feel Jennie stiffen in my arms as she pales

"Guys, she can't do this today"

Jennie moves out of my arm, and grabs Kevin's arm

"Where's Sunmi?" She asks slowly, tone dangerous as she stares at him, hand shaking slightly

"S-she's still down there, but she's trapped"

In the same second, Jennie's gone.

I groan and shut the door and lock it as Bambam and Kevin rune it

"We'll be safe. And she'll be fine" I say, trying to still my heart

At least I fucking hope so

A dull pain pounds in my head as I stumble back onto the bed

"Lis?" Jisoo calls out

I grab onto my head as an image clears in my head, a cafe by the looks of it

I open my eyes and notice that I'm the only one in the cafe, except from the creepy lady staring at me and the barista

The woman gives her order and I can't help but flinch at the sound of her voice

The woman is a charm to be sure. She has the right twinkle in her eyes and a voice that is more warm than sunlight on amber. 

I usually like that - smiling back and enjoying an exchange of words - yet this one has that air of power, of total confidence. 

I back away; she's creepy. She could tell me up was down and I'd follow her just to hear more of her sweet words. 

There's something in the way she looks at me too, like she's doing so much more than just taking in my form like others do. In that way her own face starts to look like a mask, controlled in order to have a particular effect on me. I mentally put in my ear plugs and find a reason to leave, any excuse will do.

I scream slightly as I'm jerked back to reality, sweat beading down my face as I look at Jisoo and Chaeyoung's concerned faces

What the fuck was that?


a/n re-edited, because I wanted to add this, but I forgot :(

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