KILL THIS LOVE | JENLISA

Chapter 71

Jennie

My eyes fluttered open. The plain white ceiling of my dorm came into view. Goosebumps lay scattered across my skin, my hair damp with sweat, as I sat up. I slowly brought my hand to my chest, and just like I'd expected, my heart had been racing superhumanly. I gulped plainly; I didn't want to close my eyes and lose myself to a grim nightmare yet again.

For a second I couldn't help but wonder why me?What had I possibly done wrong in the eyes of the universe to be kept being punished like this. Living vile memories over and over again, until I'd inevitably disrupt my own sanity. My eyes landed on the bedside watch, the numbers bluntly reading 6:47 A.M.

I exhaled, partly tired, partly relieved.So I wasn't a complete insomniac. As I wiped the perspiration off my forehead, a flash of light caught my sight from the periphery of the room. I glanced at the television that was left on, I presumed, by my roommate. I glimpsed at Nancy's snoring form once and saw the remote clutched in her hands, flopped over the duvet. I shook my head to myself, as I got up to switch it off.

"..Lieutenant Jang is said to be releasing an official statement on Wednesday. It's been only two days since the gruesome murder of Cho Mi-yeon. The 23 year old waitress was possibly last seen leaving with an unidentified subject of an investigation from the local bar she'd worked in on Friday. The unsub's identity has yet not been confirmed. In the meanwhile, all citizens are being advised to stay in..."

The newsreader's overdone face and her shrill voice evaporated, the screen going pitch black, as my fingers pushed down on the switch with a copious amount of pressure, as if, turning off the screen would tune out reality too.

My legs felt like twigs, ready to snap with the slightest force, so I sat down at the end of my bed harrowingly. I couldn't think. I didn't want to think. With my nightmares, I could not find peace in sleep.But then, when I was awake, everything around me felt nothing short of a nightmare.

My alarm went off obnoxiously. I glanced at it and sighed. Yet another day I'd have to make it through. By the time I had finished showering and gotten ready for my 8 A.M. lecture, I'd already forgotten what my latest nightmare was all about.

A fresh poison was on my mind. The hall was quiet today. Not a lot of people had shown up, but the ones that did seemed visibly distressed. Wouldn't blame them though; it's not every day that a girl is found with her larynx cut out of her throat in a public park.

I couldn't pay attention to any word of what Professor Lee was saying. I had questions that were left unanswered.

And there was only one person who could answer them for me.