Ruling With You | Jenlisa [COMPLETED]

Chapter 36

  "Tell him I'm ... indisposed," Lisa said, looking past Jennie to give Ryujin the order. The other girl curtsied and dipped her head, before backing out of the room and closing the door.

Jennie stared up at Lisa with raised eyebrows, "Lisa, she's in hospital. Don't you want to know why?"

"Not particularly. No," Lisa haughtily replied, reaching for her coffee. Jennie gave her a pointed look and Lisa sighed, taking a sip and setting her cup down. "They'll tell me if she dies, and if she doesn't, then why do I care?"

"Well what if she is dying?" Jennie asked, "wouldn't you like to go and see her before she does? What if you never get the chance."

"Quite frankly, I have nothing to say to her, darling, and if she dies, then there's nothing my visiting her could do to stop that from happening. Besides, she can't be dying, because there's nothing wrong with her."

Sighing, Jennie dropped down into the seat next to Lisa, cradling her hand in her own, "that's not how it works, love, and I think that you'd regret it if you didn't see her. Trust me, I know how it feels. I'll admit, things are different in your family to how they were in mine, but I don't want you to miss out on this. I'm not saying that it'll change anything, but if it's something serious, then you get to make your peace with her ... if it's not, well, you just look like a concerned daughter, and it might help your case with your mom."

The last part was what got her, and Jennie knew it when she spoke it, and Lisa sighed, pulling her hands back and climbing to her feet. "Fine, but I hope you know I'm doing this for you and not for her."

Grimacing slightly, Jennie nodded, and resigned herself to the fact that it was the best that she could hope for from Lisa. Leaning down for a kiss, Lisa pressed her lips against Jennie's, and then again, before she wandered off to the bedroom to get changed. Jennie ate her lukewarm breakfast while she waited for Lisa to get ready, picking at the salmon and trying to ignore the throbbing in her head from too much wine and champagne. Lost in her own thoughts, she ran over all of the possible things that could've happened to Lillian, and her mind turned to the worst, because she had no good experiences with hospitals, but she hoped that she was wrong, because as much as Lillian had interfered with everything, Jennie would never wish death upon her, or for Lisa to become orphaned. She knew that when Lisa said she didn't care, she truly did mean it, but Jennie couldn't fault her for not wanting to mend things with Lillian – she had been hurt one too many times, and Jennie knew that maybe she was pushing her luck by pressing Lisa to go, but a part of her was hoping that there was the slightest chance it could help clear the air between them, just a little.

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The hospital parking lot was filled with cameras, reporters and photographers, all of the clamoring for the attention of the two girls as they were escorted through the media crowd and into the safety of the hospital. The sterile smell of the hospital washed over them, and Jennie turned three shades whiter as a small feeling of fear grew inside her – she hated hospitals more than anything – but she kept one hand on Lisa's lower back to help keep her moving. Lisa looked unbothered by the fact that they were there, but there was a tenseness in her shoulders that didn't go unnoticed by Jennie. The retinue of bodyguards surrounded them as they walked through the hospital, taking in the sick people and doctor and nurses rushing around. The only thing out of place was the high levels of security lining the walls as they were led to Lillian's room by a nervous intern. Bodyguards in suits lined the walls near the private room, and Lillian's assistant came rushing over, curtsying to both of them and politely asking them to follow her. Jennie reached out to give Lisa's hand a quick squeeze as they stopped outside a door, the blinds in the window drawn shut, and Lisa squeezed back, taking a deep breath and squaring her shoulders.