READY FOR LOVE | JENLISA

Chapter 54

Lisa

"Are you okay?" I ask, holding the ladies restroom door open for her.

"Yeah." she mumbles. "Thankfully my sweater is pretty thick, so not much seeped through." She breezes past me, and I go to follow her inside. "What are you doing?" she asks, looking back at me, eyes wide.

"Umm, coming in to help you?"

She looks at me as if I have two heads. "Lisa, it's ok. I can clean myself up." she whisper shouts, like it's the biggest crime of the century if I step foot inside to help her. I try my best not to roll my eyes. "Finch, I'm just coming in to help you, people will understand. No one's even in there anyway." I point out. "Hello!" I call out into the restroom, my voice echoing off the tiled walls of the small space.

Silence.

"See." I say, my point proven. "I'll even make sure to lock the main door so no one comes in."

She gives me a weary look. "No, it's okay. I'll just clean up and change and you can stand outside the door to make sure that no one tries to come in."

I open my mouth to argue but end up shutting it, realising that she may not be comfortable with me going inside with her when she has to change. I think about offering to turn around when she swaps clothes to still try to help her, but ultimately I decide against it, not wanting to push her or waste any more time.

"Okay." I grumble out in agreement.

She gives me an appreciative smile, standing on her tippy toes to place a kiss to my cheek before slipping into the restroom. The lock to the main door clicks into place once the door is fully shut, and I post up on the wall right next to the door, with my arms crossed over my chest.

The hallway is so silent that I'm able to hear the faint sound of the faucet running behind the door, water splashing as Jennie washes off the formaldehyde that touched her skin. Standing here, I mull over what just happened, knowing that this most likely, without a doubt, was some sort of petty revenge from Somi, making my blood boil.

It's one thing to mess with me, but there's no way I'm going to allow her to make Jennie's life a living hell at my expense. I did her wrong, not Jennie. Somi has another thing coming if she thinks that she can get away with this. I make a mental note to talk to her later to set things straight.

Down the hall, I hear a door open and close, and I peek around the corner to see Rosé walking down the hallway. "How is she?" she asks, walking closer.

I give a helpless shrug. "She could be better."

Rosé frowns, rounding me and the corner to try to push open the restroom door, only to find it locked. She knocks on it twice, her voice cutting through the wood. "Jen, it's me. Do you need any help in there?"

"No... I'm okay." Jennie's weak voice drifts behind the door, over the sound of the running water. Rosé huffs in defeat and I frown, wishing that she would at least let Rosé in to help her or just be there. Rosé posts up on the other side of the door, waiting with me.

"What happened in there?" I ask, my tone hushed so Jennie doesn't hear.

"Malibu Barbie with highlights brighter than the sun totally dumped that rat on Jennie on purpose." Rosé insists, crossing her arms tightly over her chest with a slight sneer on her face.

I scrub my hands over my face, cursing under my breath. "Fucking Somi."

Rosé lets out a humourless laugh, shaking her head in disgust. "Of course. The classic pretty, popular, mean girl revenge."

I sigh, unable to argue that. Not that I'm looking for excuses for Somi at all.

"I'm going to talk to her." I say, determined. "This is fucking bullshit."