Jennie
The following two weeks flew by as wedding plans were quickly set into motion with everything overseen by the ever efficient Rosé and Lisa's mother who had informed me that the wedding planner was none other than their cousin Hyeri, who I had briefly met along with Olivia and Talia, all of who served alongside Rosé as my bridesmaids.
During the short time, a second gynaecologist visit had cleared me for flying as Lisa remained on her best behaviour, surprising me as she asked appropriate questions and intently listened to the advice that Dr. Kane provided. Throughout the time, Lisa's mother words lingered in my head as Nathan pulled up on the tarmac at the foot of a massive white jet that bared the words 'Park & Co.'
"We are traveling in Chanyeol's jet today." Lisa stated from beside the open door as she held out a hand offering her support as Dax shut the door.
The chilly air bit into my skin as she pulled me closer to her side covered in a black leather jacket with a pair of fading denims and a cotton white T-shirt. She resembled a bad boy from the wrong end of the block unlike the CEO who constantly wore suits. It was a look that made her all the more dangerously appealing as my body responded, loving the feel of her arms around me as she led me up the tricky staircase.
"Welcome aboard once again Ms. Manoban...Ms..." The captain greeted, tipping his hat towards us as Lisa shook his hand in familiar greeting before returning it to the small of my back. The warmth of her fingers seeped through my knitted sweater as she led us inside the opulent interior of the aircraft as cheers of laughter greeted us.
"There they are!" exclaimed Jackson with a cheeky grin as he rose forward placing a light kiss to my cheek followed by Bambam.
"Chanyeol." Lisa greeted warmly as they hugged, "Please meet Jennie."
The handsome Korean pierced me with an intense assessing look before a small smile appeared onto his red lips.
"Annyeong, Jennie." He said to me kissing both side of my cheeks as I blushed under his dark eyes which shone in hidden amusement as Rosé stepped through the entry immediately glaring daggers at the sight of him. Returning a cold look of his own, the air became electrified with tension just as an air-hostess entered informing us to buckle up. Soon after we became airborne, the champagne continued flowing endlessly as I listened in on the banter.
"Our mum made us eat tomato slices for snack time when we were misbehaving." I heard Lisa piped up from beside me, frowning at the memory that I couldn't help but giggle at her expression.
"Your mum made you eat a tomato for snack time." Bambam stated wrinkling his nose in dismay mirroring Rosé's look of outright disgust as though she had tasted the tomato once again.
"We never ate it though." Rosé said laughing, remembering the old memories.
"Rosé had bit around the slices and then thrown the rest in her teapots." Lisa input laughing at her sister which earned her an eye roll, "The whole reason we were in trouble in the first place was because of Rosé."
To that accusation, Rosé jumped up hotly defending herself, "You know that is not entirely true Lali!"
"That still doesn't make it a fruit." Jackson argued breaking into the sibling banter that would have continued until Lisa finally backed down, "What do you think Chanyeol?"
Peering up from his laptop, he carelessly shrugged before continuing typing furiously as Rosé loudly huffed out her annoyance as he smirked at her in return. As she was about to comment, Lisa made a quiet signal to her as she visibly deflated sinking back down to her seat.
"Okay so not Chanyeol then..." Jackson continued, "What about you, Jennie?"
"I honestly don't know." I replied giggling at the choice of conversation as I looked on at the empty bottles of champagne gripping my water bottle.
"What Jennie meant to say was that she honestly does not care." Bambam said, "It's a fruit and this conversation is stupid."
"Sorry mate it's a fruit." Lisa said reaching across to pat Jackson comfortingly on his shoulder.
"At least I didn't throw snacks into my teapot." Jackson mused teasing Rosé.
"I was five years old!" Rosé defended as the other four snickered on, "Well at least I didn't cry to wear my power ranger pyjamas every night."
"Power rangers were cool!" Lisa said jumping up to make her point.
"Yeah mate when you're 7 not 12." Rosé countered back and Bambam, Jackson and I burst out laughing.
"What are you lot laughing about?" Lisa glared at Bambam and Jackson, "A girl punched you in your nose for telling her she smells like your grandma."
"WHAT!" We all exclaimed at the same time rolling in laughter much to Jackson's discomfort.
"I was 13 and that was a compliment back then." Jackson said haughtily.
"Save your explanation, you idiot." Bambam coughed out through his laughter as Rosé clutched her stomach rolling around in fits.
"You are one to talk!" Jackson responded to Bambam, "You gave $20 to a woman in the mall parking lot to follow you home and the following day she showed up as the new biology teacher.
"I remembered that." Lisa said laughing out, "And then she made him stand in front of the class and explain the male and female anatomy."
As the banter continued on with the exclusion of Chanyeol, they continued to make fun of each other bantering good-heartedly, as I felt the tension which surrounded me for the past couple of weeks seep away as Lisa's smiling eyes clashed with mine over a memory that Jackson has shared. Sobering up, her eyes held a look of warmth until we broke out of the trance to see a magazine flying through the air as it landed smack onto Chanyeol's face. As one, we all turned with bated breath as his dark eyes remained transfixed onto Rosé as she boldly returned his steely glint.
Something close to electricity passed between them as Chanyeol suddenly came forward sharing a story of his own much to our amusement embarrassing Bambam this time around as his tanned skin flush in mortification. After sharing a congratulatory toast, we all conversed for a while more as exhaustion settled in after the constant fits of laughter.
A few hours later, Lisa's gentle voice awoke me as her gaze remained on mine.
"We are about to land." she said softly, "You should buckle up."
In the early hours of the morning, we arrived on the now darkened Caribbean Island. Cold island breeze kissed my cheeks as we headed into the awaiting cars. With Lisa and me finally alone in the vehicle as the others slowly descended the aircraft, neither of us choose to break the silence, my thoughts drifted away as the car ate up the distance to the villas we would be staying at.
Would it always be this way?
Would she ever once believe that I was innocent in everything she accused me off or would she punish me for the rest of my life?
This was it.
In less than 48 hours we were set to be married.
But could I really live with the conditions she set?
Knowing the reality, could I ever be Mrs. Manoban?
