Jennie
I open one eye and see that Hae-in and I are alone. Oh God... what's going on? He's grinning down at me like a jolly giant. I gasp and sit up a little straighter, instantly alert.
"What's going on?" I mumble.
He sits on the one tiny chair in the room. It looks too small for him. "Jisoo went to get your purse," he explains. "I was dying for them to leave. I have to know - are you making her suffer yet?"
I gasp and look over at him, incredulous. What the fuck?
"I don't know what you're talking about," I say indignantly. Jisoo and her God damn foghorn mouth. I should have known.
"Come on, Jennie. You don't have to lie."
"What did Jisoo tell you?"
"That Lisa made a bet on you, and you know all about it."
Christ! Who's side is she on, anyway? She walks back into the room just in time to receive the hairiest fucking eyeball I've ever conjured. She stops in her tracks like she's been sucker punched.
"What?" she asks quizzically, my purse clutched in her hand. She looks from me to Hae-in. "What's going on?"
"I don't know. Why don't you tell me, Jisoo," I sneer.
Her eyes widen. "You said something!?" she screams at Hae-in. He holds up both hands defensively.
"Hey, hey! This is between you guys."
"Like hell it is! I told you not to tell her I told you."
"Why did you tell him, Jisoo?" I whine. "Now everything is ruined."
"What?" Hae-in seems confused. "Nothing's ruined. Don't you understand?" He looks at me as though it should be obvious. "I can help you."
I snort. "You're friends with Lisa. Why would you want to help me?"
"Because I'm friends with Jisoo, too. And any friend of hers is a friend of mine." He wraps his huge arm around her waist and pulls her close. I roll my eyes at the term "friends." "And besides, Lisa's been getting on my nerves with her fuckery. She needs to be brought down a notch or two. And I know about the bet and... well... that's not very cool."
Is this guy serious? I'm kind of liking him a lot right now. I'm very interested in where this is going.
"Whatever happened to 'bros before hoes'?" I ask sarcastically.
Before he can answer, Dr. Carr strolls back in, interrupting our conversation. Damn it. He has a thin folder in his hands - my file - and he opens it as he stands in front of me.
"Well, Miss Kim," he begins, "I've got good news. It isn't broken, most likely just sprained. I'm going to wrap it with some ace wrap and you should keep ice on it until the swelling subsides. You need to elevate it as often as you can and rest it for at least two weeks. Is that clear?" I nod. "You can take the wrap off to shower, but I'd suggest having someone else wrap it back up for you. But don't let them wrap it so tightly that it cuts off your circulation."
No kidding. This isn't my first sprain, of which he's very much aware. But I guess his little speech is standard...can't have me suing for a rotten arm after I walk around with no circulation in it all day. I wonder if that's ever happened to anybody...
I nod politely, ready for him to get on with it so Hae-in and I can continue our conversation. He promptly wraps my wrist and puts the ice pack on top. The nurse comes in as he leaves and takes out my IV. I blush as she removes it, remembering how I'd been all over Lisa and how close her mouth was to mine again. What was even more disturbing was that I'd actually thought, for a very brief moment, of what it would be like to kiss her. Such close proximity to gorgeous soul like Lisa is obviously dangerous... I need to be more careful.
The nurse hands me a prescription for pain, repeats the same instructions, and I'm released. As soon as we exit the E.R. they both lay into me.
"So are you going to tell me exactly what happened yet?"
"Yeah, Jennie. We're dying over here. I'm this close to calling Lisa and harassing him some more." Hae-in holds up two fingers to indicate just how close he is. I roll my eyes.
"It was seriously the most humiliating moment of my life. I'd rather not relive it now or... ever."
Hae-in's grin falters. "What?" he asks in disbelief. "Don't tell me you're going to hold out on us."
"Hae-in, she'll tell us when she feels like it," Jisoo scolds him. She turns to me. "But seriously, Jennie. Did Lisa do this to you? Did she attack you?" Her tone is so serious - my eyes probably bug out of my head.
"What? Jisoo, no. Lisa didn't attack me."
Hae-in looks offended. "You really think Lisa would attack her?" he asks, aghast.
"I don't fucking know," Jisoo snaps. "She made that bet. She seems more than capable of an attack to me."
"So she's a little irresponsible with women. She's not a rapist."
They continue to argue as we pile into Jisoo's Audi - Hae-in gallantly takes the backseat without even so much as a discussion. God bless him. I'm truly intrigued by this man... I'm starting to see why Jisoo likes him so much. But what's his deal with Lisa?
"It was an innocent question. I didn't accuse him to his face."
"But you wanted to. I could tell."
"Well, sure I wanted to. I mean, for the love of Christ, she's alone with him for one day and her wrist is nearly broken. What in the hell could they have done on a date to sprain a wrist?"
Hae-in leans forward and taps me on the shoulder. I slowly turn around and glare at him a bit, already exasperated, because I know what's coming. "I don't know," he says cheekily. "Jennie, what did happen? You're sure it was nothing physical?" He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.
Jisoo scoffs loudly in disbelief. "What kind of sex could break a person's wrist?"
"You've obviously never had really bangin' sex."
"Is that right?" She quirks and inquisitive eyebrow at him. "Because last night seemed pretty--"
"Jisoo!"
Hae-in ignores my outburst and responds, "Sweetheart, trust me. You haven't seen anything yet." This is too much. Hae-in's just as much of a cocky bastard as Lisa! Except Jisoo is eating his shit up. She looks a little hot and flustered... dear Lord! I need to get out of this car before they pull over and start going at it in the backseat.
Luckily, the waterfront is close to the hospital. I can't get out of the car fast enough. As I'm scrambling into my own vehicle, Hae-in hollers, "You care if we come over? I want to talk to you about this whole Lisa thing."
I have to work early tomorrow and need to get to bed, yet my curiosity is begging me to say "yes." I just have to know what he's going on about. Why is he saying Lisa needs to learn a lesson one second and defending her the next? Are they friends or is it... something else?
Only one way to find out.
"Yes, you guys can come over."
He grins. "Great. We'll be there in an hour." He dips back into the car and slams the door.
An hour? That can only mean... oh, for the loveof Christ.
