Of Ice and Hopitals

Chapter 12

Lisa was sitting crossed feet on Jennie's hotel bed, her fingers distractedly toying at the hems of one of its pillows. In front of her, arms crossed on her chest and head looking down into infatuated but conflicted green eyes, Jennie was silent. The older woman's gaze seemed calculating as she studied the look on her younger cousin's face. It made Lisa squirm.

Then, when the lawyer was done scrutinizing the actress, Jennie broke the silence.

"You cannot possibly be serious right now, little cousin. Sure, your date with your hot doctor went well, maybe even more than what you had expected. But you are not seriously considering leaving L.A to come to live here, that is what we are not going to do. Your life, your career is back there. Your sister's life is there. Your ass is not going anywhere," was her very forward answer, an incredulous furrow in her brows.

When she received Lisa's phone call after her date and the younger Manoban told her that she couldn't leave New York, Jennie was baffled, to say the least. It was not like her cousin to think irrationally, without thinking of every plausible consequence her actions would cause. There was also the fact that it seemed pretty out of nowhere.

Hence, when she showed up to her hotel door after briefly going to see Sofia in their room to say goodnight, Lisa was greeted with a very expecting, very disbelieving Jennie. The latter simply opened the door wider, wordlessly letting the brunette know that this was her cue to sit her butt down and tell her older cousin what the hell was up. And here they were now, Jennie looking at Lisa like she had lost her mind and Lisa looking up at Jennie with those big, green puppy eyes.

To be fair, however, Lisa knew, deep down, that she could never actually act on it and move to New York, especially not for a woman she had barely met. No matter how amazing and perfect Roseanne was, the actress knew that this would be a terrible lack of judgement on her part, was she to make the move. Jennie was right and Lisa shared her view on the situation; her and Sofia's whole life was in L.A. Lisa worked most often than not there and Sofia went to school in that city. Her little sister's best friend lived there, too. Most especially, Sofia's ice-skating club was in L.A. She knew that she could and would never have it in herself to ask her baby sister, a promising figure skater prospect, to leave her team, which was trained by one of the best ice-skating coaches in the country.

No, Lalisa Manoban knew better than doing something of the sort, she was a rational human being who thought and made decisions with her head.

She just had a little moment of weakness.

"I know, you're right. I got caught up in the moment and my emotions got the best of me. L.A is home, I can't leave it. It's just that Roseanne is so great - she is everything I look for in a woman, you know?", Lisa's voice sounded as if she had the blues.

Jennie sat down at the foot of the bed and put her hand on her cousin's knee to comfort her, "I know."

Lisa pinched the bridge of her nose with a mixture of annoyance and disappointment coating her voice, "I have all the trouble in the world to find someone good for me and when I finally meet her, she lives thousands of miles away? That is just perfect."

Jennie squeezed her knee, "I know it sucks, little cousin."

Lisa groaned and let her upper body dramatically flop down on the bed, which earned a mocking snort from the older woman.

"Oh Jesus, Lalisa, don't act as if you'll never be able to contact and see her again."

"You don't know that," was the brunette's muffled answer, pillow stamped on her face by her hands.

Jennie rolled her eyes, not buying her cousin's dramatics. She then took her by the arm and pulled her until Lisa was sitting upright once more and fixed her gaze into hers.