𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 • jennie kim

14 | their

"i don't know what to do," the words hung in the air limply between the three girls who sat together.

they hung in the air, never dissipating and neither acknowledged, because that's how they all felt - none of them didn't know what to do.

"i tried talking to her the other day," chaeyoung started, eyes trained on the ceiling as she laid sprawled on her unnie's bed.

"she's not interested in talking. she's... she's so by herself? so much more reserved, quiet it's," a pause, "kinda scary."

lisa hummed her agreement from where she sat next to jisoo, rubbing comforting circles on the older's leg.

"she looks so different too."

"yeah, she doesn't take care of herself anymore. she doesn't care."

"just very dull now, right?" chaeuoing sighed, and lisa murmured back, "too dull. it's painful to see her become like this."

she lightly slammed the bed, "and i can't even fucking do anything. 'be there for her' - HOW?"

the girl cried out in exasperation, "she doesn't want me to be there for her! she wants to just go!"

silence followed the painful truth.

"it's so frustrating, you know?" jisoo said exasperatedly, "we all want to help her so bad. and we know she's been through so much. yet, she doesn't even want help. you- ugh," her leg bounced continuously as she tried to voice her thoughts.

lisa and chaeyoung shared a look before glancing once more at their unnie. creases lined her forehead and one of her legs was always bouncing.

lisa's eyes darted to the hand that clutched her shirt tightly, crumping the hem over and over.

"you can't help someone who doesn't want to be helped, you know?" jisoo finally managed to speak, voice small.

"yeah."

"this is so hard," chaeyoung added, voice wavering, "we read so much about this, hear so much about this, but dealing with this... is so different."

lisa remained quiet for a second, the worst scenarios flashing in her mind.

"i'm scared, unnie."

the two older girls looked over at the younger, and saw a hot tear burn a trail down her cheek.

jisoo squeezed lisa's shoulder, before enveloping her into a hug herself. chaeyoung stared quietly, eyes also glossy.

nothing could be said as comfort.

they all were scared.

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