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Lisa POV

Me and Jennie silently walked towards an empty classroom.


We need to talk.


As soon as we entered the first empty class we found, she locked the door and then silently stared at me with an expression... I can't describe.


Is something really going on with her?

What's her problem? Maybe I can help her. I have to help her.

I need to make myself useful, she has no know I'm here for her.


I love her.

So much.






"So...want to talk about it?"

I ask, looking straight at her bloomy eyes that makes me feel sad.




It's awesome how her emotions can affect me this much.

Is this even normal?






"I... don't."

"Oh."

So she doesn't want to talk about it...




Awesome.
Now what?


Ugh... Why can't she just tell me that something is bothering her? It's so obvious.


"I know something is bothering you Jen..."

I slowly walk closer to her, while she gently crosses her arms over her chest.


Something in the way she acts isn't right...







She looks...






Weak.







"It's... nothing really. I just... happened to have a nightmare Lisa. You and Jisoo don't have to worry."

"Jennie, if you don't want to talk about it, it's ok. Just don't lie to me, because I know you're lying right now."

Her eyes widen a bit but stays the same as before.

She shifts her eyes to the floor and stare at it in silence.







...







Ugh...


I slowly walk to her and engulf her in a warm hug.

I feel her tense for a second but immediately melt in my arms the second after.


She wraps her arms around my shoulders while mine are on her waist, pulling her closer to me.







I'm bothered, why can't she just tell me what's happening?
She doesn't trust me?
Maybe I did something wrong?

"Did I do something wrong Nini?... D-Don't you trust me?"

She immediately pulls a bit away from the hug and face me with furrowed eyebrows.

"No! I do! I trust you with all my heart and body! And you didn't do anything, it's just...me..."

She diverts her eyes on the floor once again but i don't let her.
I place my fingers under her chin and force her to look at me.

Her eyes pained, sad and with something I can't quite describe....















Regret?....





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