The Girl on the Sidelines || TAENNIE

[ 𝘅𝘅𝘅𝘃] 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲

┗━𝗝𝗲𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩 | cold wet night.
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𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲.

Jisoo gently placed the tray on the wooden table, the breeze getting colder as the night dimmed. My mouth pursed, I stared at her small smile, her hand pointing towards an empty chair beside her, I shook my head not wanting to waste any more time.

Dragging my feet to a place that I never wanted to be, to be called her daughter, to be called someone's sister, I felt disgusted. I despised the feeling but I had to hold it in.

I need answers.

Inhaling a large amount of air, I finally mustered the courage to sit beside her. My heart started to race faster, I tried to calm myself by fiddling with my fingers as my gaze fell on my lap.

"Why did you send Taehyung to my house?" I spoke in a harsh tone, harsher than I expected it to be. I felt a small shift beside me, side-eyeing, I saw Jisoo looking down on her lap. "I was worried--"

"Do you have the right to be worried?" I cut her off, almost chuckling at how pathetic she sounds. I hate that. Who is she to care?

"Jennie...I've always cared about you--"

"Care? A big word for you!" I shouted, I clenched my teeth, my hands in fists. Angry tears brimming, ready to fall. Care? Bold of her to say that she cared for me. This wasn't part of the plan at all.

I chuckled pathetically, raising my head to stare at her. A person who claims to care, as if. No one cares, she crossed the line. She's too much, too thick-skinned! I hate this, I hate her!

WHY CLAIM THAT YOU CARE WHEN NO ONE STAYED BY MY SIDE WHEN I TRIED MY BEST TO SURVIVE?!

SHE WASN'T THERE WHEN I NEED SOMEONE. SHE'S A LIAR! A BIG FAT LIAR! SHE'S JUST LIKE THAT MOTHER OF HERS!

"Jennie, I tried to help you!" she responded, holding my shoulders with teary eyes and a quivering gaze. My eyes made contact with her, I saw my reflection. It was a pathetic sight. I'm pathetic. She's pathetic. It disgusts me.

"SHUT UP!" I pushed her hands off me as if she has a contagious disease, a judgemental gaze on my features. Staring at her with disbelief, my eye twitched as my lips curved upwards sarcastically.

"HAHAHAHAHA WHY DO PEOPLE KEEP LYING AROUND ME, HUH? YOU THINK IT'S FUN TO PLAY WITH PEOPLE?!" Angry tears fell, and my heart felt heavy. My chest felt heavy, I couldn't breathe properly. 

Why wasn't she there when I needed her? In the past, she just stared at me, barely moving while he--

I pursed my lips, falling to the floor as my knees felt weak. This sucks. Why didn't I have a perfect life like hers? It's so unfair. She even has my mom, my mom, she took her away from me! 

SHE'S THE REASON WHY MY FAMILY BROK--

I gasped when she suddenly hugged me, halting my train of thoughts. I shook my head violently as I laughed, trying to push her away. "Stay away from me, you ugly witch! I hate you! I hate you! You took my mom away from me! You ruined my life!" I cried out, trying to desperately push her off me.

Tears couldn't stop, I couldn't stop myself. I sobbed, begging her to let me go, I don't want pity. I don't need her pity...Stop...Please, stop...

My arms gave out, making me lose my strength, and fell on her, tears still falling from my reddish cold cheeks. I sniffed quietly, crying as I hit her shoulder with the remaining energy that I had as she pulled me in a tight embrace.