Regrets [COMPLETED]

Chapter 5

Lisa inhaled the smoke from her cigarette, her eyes closed, relishing the warmth that permeated her throat.

"That woman thinks she can tease me? Who the hell does she think she is?"

"I don't fucking care if that weirdo guy fuck her, slut," Lisa muttered, her voice laced with irritation as she took another drag of her cigarette.

"Can I borrow your lighter?"

Lisa turned to where the voice came from and saw a woman and wordlessly handed her the lighter. She didn't mind, and the woman accepted it, lighting her own cigarette before returning the lighter. "

“Are you alone?" the woman inquired.

To Lisa's surprise, she found herself sharing a moment with a fellow smoker.

"How old are you?" Lisa asked as she exhaled a cloud of smoke.

"18, not illegal."

"You're still young," Lisa responded with a hint of dry humor in her voice.

"Yeah, but I can do whatever I want. Anyway, I'm Nanno," the woman introduced herself, extending her hand for a handshake.

"Nanno! Let's go!" Her friends shouted not too far.

"All right, I'm coming!" Nanno glanced at Lisa one last time and thanked her again.

She said goodbye as she waved her hand and ran toward her companions. Lisa didn't pay it much mind and continued with her own thoughts.

As soon as she heard her phone ring, she quickly checked the message that read.

“I'm always waiting for you, Lisa”

Lisa consumed her smoke one last time and threw it in the trash can.

After a short ride, Lisa parked her car and made her way to the entrance of the club. The bouncers, recognizing her, swiftly opened the door to welcome her inside.

"Hey, Mike, two glasses of whiskey, please," Lisa requested from the bartender as she took off her jacket.

"The show is already over, Lisa. Why are you just arriving?" the bartender inquired.

"I know, I fell asleep," Lisa replied nonchalantly.

A woman's voice whispered into Lisa's ear as she sensually trailed her hands down Lisa's back. "Such a liar. Why are you taking so long, babe? You missed my show. My dance was just for you, but you weren't there," she teased before taking a seat beside Lisa.

Lisa shivered slightly, then picked up her glass and downed her first shot.

The woman's sultry gaze remained fixed on Lisa. "You look so hot as always," she remarked, biting her lip as her hands moved to Lisa's thigh.

Lisa, trying to maintain her composure, swallowed hard. "How was the show?" she managed to ask.

The woman leaned in closer, her voice low and seductive. "Usual, the crowd goes crazy, men begging and eager to be with me."

Lisa felt a surge of jealousy. "And do you enjoy it?"

The provocative woman smiled and brought her face close to Lisa's, whispering, "No, I'm only yours." She kissed Lisa on the lips. "I can give you a private show if you want," she added, her voice dripping with seduction as she lightly nibbled Lisa's earlobe.

Frustrated and worried, Bobby paced back and forth in the room, his attempts to reach Lisa through a call growing increasingly desperate. He had been searching for her for hours after the night party had ended. Anxiety and fear gripped his heart as he approached their friends, "Did none of you really see where she went?" His voice cracked with concern as he asked them if anyone knew where she was.

"Bro, chill. She's fine, alright." Jackson tried to calm Bobby down.

"She doesn't answer my calls or texts," Bambam asserted.

"Enough, she'll be okay, don't worry."

Their eyes all turned to Jennie, who was lost in thought.

"Have you seen her?" Jisoo inquired.

"No, but I think she's fine." Jennie replied, trying to reassure everyone while concealing her own growing concern.

Lisa struggled to open the door, her intoxication making it challenging. Sana attempted to assist her, but Lisa pushed her away and pinned her against the wall, without wasting time Lisa kissed her aggressively making her moaned with her eyes closed. Sana kissed her back while feeling Lisa's warm hand caressing her thigh.

Lisa took off her jacket and threw it without breaking the kiss. As the kiss deepened, Lisa grabbed her face and kissed her down her neck leaving a mark and moved her hands to Sana's jeans.

Sana's eyes widened when she realized they were inside the house, she slightly pushed Lisa but Lisa resisted and then unblocked her belt and started kissing her roughly.

Sana pushed her again, her voice shaky. "Lisa, stop!" She exclaimed, her tone a mix of nervousness and regret.

Lisa, in her intoxicated state, was growing impatient. "What's wrong with you? Don't tell me you've changed your mind?"

Lisa, confused by Sana's behavior, finally followed her gaze. She turned around and was astounded to see Jennie and her friends, with her brother Bobby standing in the living room.

"I told you, she's fine," Jackson uttered, clearly shocked.

"L...Lisa.. I think I need to go," Sana interrupted, embarrassment washing over her.

Hearing Sana's words, Lisa offered, "I'll drive you home."

"No, I'm fine. I'll take a cab," Sana insisted.

Before Lisa could respond, Sana hurried out of the house, leaving Lisa behind in a mix of frustration.

"What do you think you're doing, Lisa?" Bobby's voice was filled with anger and concern.

Lisa glared back at her brother. "What am I supposed to do then?"

Bobby was still angry, "Why did you leave us without saying anything? You didn't even answer our calls and messages. Don't you think we were worried?"

"Look, I'm not a kid anymore. I know what I'm doing. Just leave me alone," Lisa argued, her frustration evident as she glanced at Jennie and then back at her brother.

Bambam intervened, trying to defuse the situation. "Bobby, let her rest first. We're all tired here. Let's just talk tomorrow."

"Bambam is right, Bobby," Rosé added as she turned to Lisa. "Let's go, Lisa. I'll take you to your room." Rosé gently guided Lisa to her room, giving them some space to cool down.

"We should take our leave, Bobby," Jennie interrupted, understanding the need for privacy in the situation. Bobby offered them a ride, but Jennie resisted. After much convincing, Jennie agreed, realizing it was late at night.