Hate You, Love You. | Jenlisa

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Good news finally arrived today but I can't celebrate because of everything going on in my life. Actually, I wouldn't categorize the news as 'good', it's more bittersweet.

Sehun was arrested on charges of assault with a deadly weapon and attempted rape. The police officer that called said he's looking at a 20 year sentence, 14 if he's cooperative, has a good lawyer and can take a plea deal.

I know that what he did was wrong, but I can't help but feel bad for him. We were close friends when we where younger and it saddens me to see how much he spiraled ever since he got into high school

I don't want him to spend the better part of his life behind bars. I don't want his youth to be wasted, but he's not the Sehun I knew and loved back then, the Sehun that cared for me and protected me like an older brother.

Lisa is right. If I didn't report him, he'd go assault someone else. Still, I can't help the guilt and relief I feel-guilt because I'm the reason why he may get 14 to 20 years behind bars and relief because he won't be bothering me or anyone for a while.

It's Friday and I'm slated to resume school the following Monday. The doctor cleared me and said I'd be okay to resume-with my crutches. As much as I complain about the educational system, I won't lie and say I don't miss school.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder so I miss Winterwood... a lot. In fact, I didn't even know how much my life revolved around Winterwood and it's drama till I became stuck at home with a fractured leg and nowhere to go but the bathroom and my bedroom.

I miss my friends. I miss the chatter in the hallway. I miss the lunchroom gossip. Hell, I miss getting it with Nancy and Lisa.

Speaking of Lisa, I wonder if she noticed my conspicuous absence.

I doubt it.

"Jen, are you upstairs?!" I hear a voice yell, interrupting my sleep. "I brought your homework and class notes."

Rosé.

"Come on up!" I yell back, albeit grudgingly. I hear her footsteps pad the steps till she knocks on the door lightly and enters. "Hey, bitch."

"Hey to you too."

"Your mom let me in. How are you feeling?"

I sigh and rest my head on the raised pillow. "Good for the most part. The fracture has healed quite nicely and I can't wait to be back in school."

Dropping her bag, a few textbooks and papers on my desk, she puts a hand to her hip. "I though you hated school?"

I nod. "I do. But absence makes the heart grow fonder." My eyes scan her outfit and my eyes widen. "I know I haven't been in school for like a week, but is this the new dress code?"

She points to her grey slacks with a grimace. "Oh, you mean the slacks? I had a little mishap in Chemistry and some chemicals ended up ruining my skirt. Luckily, I keep a pair of slacks in my locker just in case. Some teachers were about to throw a fit because it's not 'appropriate school attire' but they let it slide because I explained what happened."

I nod again. "If it makes you feel any better, your ass looks good in them." I say.

She smiles widely and wiggles her brows. "I know, right? Jisoo didn't say anything, but I caught her staring at them. She says Hi by the way."

"I take it things are moving in the right direction?" I question.

She nods vigorously and I do a little happy dance on the bed. "It has been a month so far, things are going great. I mean, I know a month is too early to tell, but Jisoo has been the absolute gentlewoman," she gushes. "We even have a date tomorrow."