MINE

Five

-Jennie-
Is this heaven? Soft bed and nice pillow? Nice air and cool place. No burning and just warmth.

I opened my eyes slowly and blinked away the sleepiness and sat up. I saw that I was in a gray room, which was nicely decorated.

I looked around and saw a silhouette on a chair in the corner of the room.

Why does -

I made a 'psst' sound and she looked up at me.

"How do you feel?" She asked.

"Uh okay." I drawled out.

I remembered what happen. I looked down at my body and saw that it was clothed.

"What the- who changed me?" I panicked.

"I did and I didn't look at anything."

"How can I know you didn't?"

"You were fucking bleeding and you expected to look at your vulnerable body while I was dressing you and have perverted thoughts?" She snapped.

"No."

"Then don't ask fuckery." She hissed.

"I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing."

"S-" I folded my lips as my eyes watered. I looked down and played with the end of the dress shirt and let out a soft sniffle.

"Are you- are you crying?"

I shook my head a 'no' and I heard her get up. I brought my knees up, letting out a low hiss as the cuts brushed against the shirt.

I placed my hands on my knees and buried my face in my hands. Tears flowed from my eyes and I let out a soft sob.

I heard footsteps beside me and an arm was placed around me.

" I'm sorry." I heard her voice said, "I'm sorry for being a complete bitch to you. it was very immature and childish of me. there's no excuse, whatsoever, but i hope you can forgive me, Jennie"

"but why were you a-acting like t-that?" She rocked me and lifted my face from my arms and placed me in her lap and my face in her neck.

"because i didn't want to get close to you."

"w-why did you buy m-me?"

"i didn't really want you to be my wife. i bought you because i...wanted you to be mine and not some creep's own. i know it'll definitely take some time for you to open up to me and shit because of the way i treated you and stuff, but i won't force anything out of you."

"wanting you to be mine is different from being my wife. if you are my wife, you're just my wife. you being mine is me loving you and cherishing you and being the one who you can look up to. i'm not saying that this should happen now, but i promise that i'll be there for you when you want me and no more being shitty and rude."

i listened to her as she spoke. she sounded sincere and vulnerable.

i looked up at her, my eyes and she looked down at me, biting the corner of her mouth.

i nodded.

what for? don't know.

"it's time to clean your cuts again." she said and i nodded.

"you're going to need to...strip."

i nodded.

"Jennie," she said sternly.

"yes..."

" Lalisa."

"yes,Lisa."

i grinned.

she smiled softly.

she lifted me up and walked us to her bathroom. she made me sit on the sink and i unbuttoned the dress shirt while she looked for something.

Lisa came in view with a first aid kit and she opened it. i held the shirt on my chest.

"good idea."