A Little Bit Of It (JENLISA)

Chapter 5: Weekend.

The week has finally ended, and a new pair of days are about to come. Sometimes I wonder, if my family and I lived like normal families. Would we go out on the weekend as well? Bond like any other families out there. My weekends are mostly peaceful, but on sometime when Mr. Kim is having a rough day at work, he would let his frustrations out on Mom.

Flopping on the bed, releasing a sigh as I hear the clock ticking. The soft brown noises coming from the window enables me to think clearly about my week. This is the perfect time to write on my journal. Jumping out of bed, I grabbed a seat near my drawers and sat in front of my window. Flipping through the pages made me realize that this notebook was reaching its end.

This week was something.

I started off as my title.

This week was something, I never knew I'd be able to experience so much new emotions within a week, and all because of a girl that goes by the name Lalisa Manoban. With her I was able to meet these two other girls, Rosé and Kim Jisoo. They're both nice but something about these three people made me doubt about some things.

Being rational in these kind of situations are my forte, I'd like to make sure that I don't get hurt again nor allow myself to be devoted for someone ever again.

For the past few days Lisa have been nothing but understanding, attentive, respectful, playful not to mention she doesn't really understand the word quiet. Playing back a memory as I recall that one captivating event, we were inside the library and she has been nothing but a nuisance while I was reading my book.

She kept pestering me with these questions that I myself doesn't have an answer too. She's an exasperating kind person but sometimes I tend to forget why I was even annoyed at her in the first place. Her sudden amiable movements removes every annoying emotions I have gained just by being with her.

Her, her, her, her, her, her, her..

Pausing for a bit, I raised my head and was greeted by the most beautiful sunset I have ever seen. As the clouds moves swiftly with the air, shading the sun, it creates beautiful shadows over the houses, buildings. Todays' weather is nice, peaceful, gloomy, definitely considering this as the perfect weather.

A word suddenly popped inside my head. Yellow. I never got my answer to why I remind her of the color yellow. Of all colors, why something so bright, cheery and welcoming? Isn't that who she is? She's the yellow one not me, I'm the exact opposite of that.

Returning my attention to my now dark notebook, I was faced by the words Her on repeat. Realizing that I have been nothing but writing Lisa everyday. Whenever I get the chance of writing inside my journal, the first thing that always pops inside my head is her. Lisa, Lisa, Lisa.

"Lisa"

touching my lips as I exhaled her name, soft and subtle was the first thought that came into mind when I mention her name. Every time I see her, the way I breathe always seems.. to be in stress, I could barely catch up with my own breathing.

Switching on the lamp beside my desk, I proceeded to writing once again.

Her, her, her, her, her, her, her..

Being with Lisa felt nice, but I just couldn't help but wonder what her intentions are. You know a saying where "not every nice people have nice intentions" Those words kept repeating in my head whenever I see her. But on every occasion that I am with her, it always changes, my rationality leaves me and enjoyment, excitement comes in. Almost as if, I should just accept what its in-front of me without having to think whether or not I should be with her or stick with her.

Is this what they say "Live your life to the fullest, you're only young ones in lifetime" Because it is, maybe things would make more sense to me.

"Meeting you was the best thing that could probably ever happen. Though actions coming from you made me feel skeptical about everything you do. Talking to you, hearing your voice was not only calming but warm as well. Regardless of those charming actions of yours, I must remain myself guarded. Earn my trust and I shall give you my heart. Oh Lisa, whatever shall you do with this fragile heart of mine, may you take care of it as I devote myself fully, submitting every inch of my veins, blood and muscles to you."

Closing my journal, I walked out of the room and closed the door behind, turning the gold covered with scratches handle. Walking through these halls may not only be filled with frightful memories, but as well as stain such as blood coming from my mother when I saw Mr. Kim whipping her from behind. As a child back then I thought it was normal, to be spanked by the superior Mr. Kim, however, later did I realized that it was wrong. Far far wrong.

Walking down the stairs I was greeted with nothing but silence, it appears that dinner wasn't ready yet. Wandering my eyes across this draining colors inside this room, made feel anxious without even hearing the voice of Mr. Kim.

"Dear, what are you doing here? It's still early and dinner isn't ready yet. Everything okay love?" My mother asks, putting my body in total shock.

She chortled quietly and placed a hand on my shoulder. This is the first time I head mother laugh after a long period of time. Smiling at her small gestures, I pulled her into a hug, smothering my face on her neck covered perfume.

"I love you mom"

Whispering as we both know that, we've been living in hell and Mr. Kim was the Devil of it. Mother broke into tears as I whisper the words, holding me ever so tightly never wanting me to let go. I won't leave mother, not without you. Holding her tightly, making sure she doesn't slip away from my grip and touch. Mother have always been fragile when it comes to intimate moments.

"What did I do to deserve a daughter like you Jennie?" Pulling away from the hug, shifting her position into cupping my face. "You have been nothing but sweet, caring, loving to both me and your father. Thank you for blessing us with you presence my love. I'm afraid mother can no longer bare the actions of your father. Promise me you'll take care of Father no matter what. Do you understand?"

Frozen in place, words could barely exit my mouth. What? Where are you going, was the only thing I could say. "I love you Daughter, my Jennie Kim" Cupping my face one last time before disappearing into a bliss.

I jumped off bed and tears were streaming down my face as I held the letter in my hand. Not only did I have fallen asleep, a letter appeared in my hand. Staring at it, my hands shivered in horror. Was.. was it no nightmare? Reading the last sentence of the letter, the last words were Promise me you'll take care of Father no matter what. Do you understand?

Twisting the handle, I rushed myself downstairs and found our maids coated in wine red and thick fluid blood coming from the body that they have brought inside.

"I'm so sorry Jennie, but Mother has-"

Before I could let her finish, I hurriedly left the scene and paved my way through the door, leaving everyone inside. Grabbing my phone I dialed several numbers that was needed to contact her.

"hello?" She spoke.

"Lisa, I need you."