Jennie
Sometimes when I sat alone in the room, I wondered if I would wake up and this would all be just another nightmare. Maybe the Manobans were a wonderful family and everything that had happened until now, was just a part of my morbid imagination.
But that wasn't true. I was living in the actual nightmare.
Whenever I tried to close my eyes, all I saw was Taehyung's lifeless face. I'd helped someone cover up a murder. No matter how bad he'd been, no matter what he'd done, murder was still murder.
There were flashes of Lisa digging a hole in the ground and the two of us lowering an almost headless body of the stable boy into the ground. Lisa threw mud over it to cover it up and we buried him deep in the woods. We also had to get rid of the blood on Lisa's shirt, so I sneaked back to the house and washed it in the sink.
Everything in Taehyung's phone was pulled apart, and I threw it all into the lake. This time, I was mindful of any bear traps that were laid out in the area. I would not fall for that shit again.
Lisa and I turned up at the dinner table as if nothing had happened, but when I saw the medium-rare steak on my plate; I had to excuse myself to throw up because my mind couldn't stop conjuring up images of Taehyung's smashed up face, especially his crushed eyeballs. But Lisa seemed to do a lot better than I did.
Nichkhun asked Jackson if he'd seen Taehyung and kept muttering under his breath about how he was going to kill the stable boy when he found him. I wanted to tell Nichkhun that we'd done the job for him, maybe he should just thank us for it.
I buried my face in the pillow, while muffling my cries. I'd covered up a murder.
I was startled by a shadow, moving behind me, a silhouette of a person. I sat upright and turned to see a tall figure standing at the door.
How long had she been standing there?
My heart was racing, "You scared me, Lisa!"
"Jen..." she whispered.
"Please don't do that again, and you're supposed to knock on the door before entering." I told her.
I probably hadn't locked the door before sleeping because I was too preoccupied with everything that had happened this afternoon.
The time on the clock was one-thirty-six a.m.
I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. "Come inside."
Lisa stepped inside the room and closed the door behind her. It was dark inside the room, so I couldn't see the expression on her face.
"Do you need something, Lisa?" I switched on the bedside lamp. She approached the bed, and I was more aware of her gorgeous face, now that she was standing so close. Those brown eyes looked darker in the dim light. She was only wearing a flimsy tank top and a pair of sweatpants. She looked even more intimidating in my small room, and her lack of clothing was giving me all the wrong ideas. She reached into her pocket and pulled out something. "It's... it's for you."
"For me?" I smiled. I'd gotten used to her slipping small things like origami planes in places that I would notice.
She placed it into my palm and I gasped when I noticed that it was the locket from my deceased aunt, which Nichkhun had confiscated from my possessions.
"This means so much to me, Lisa. Thank you."
She nodded, "I... I can't sleep."
"Me either." I admitted.
"Can I sleep here with you?" she asked me, while sitting down on the bed and putting her head on my lap. I couldn't say no, not when she was looking at me like that. If Lisa asked me if I would jump off the cliff, I would probably agree to it too. Her childlike innocence was something that drew me in.
"I like... I like being close to you, Jen."
I ran my fingers through her soft hair and it felt soothing and so nice.
I was going to say 'me too' when she asked, "Can I kiss you again?"
My breath hitched in my throat.
"We shouldn't." I said.
"Why not?"
"We just can't, okay?!" I snapped at her.
She jerked away from my lap and looked shaken, like I'd slapped her.
"I'm an employee here." I clarified. "We can't kiss."
A while later, she asked, "What about my cheek?"
I smiled. "I guess I could make an exception."
I leaned in and just when my lips were going to touch her cheek; she turned a little, and I was met with her lips instead. Once our lips brushed together, I couldn't seem to stop. When I parted my mouth, her tongue entered my mouth. The kiss was deep, and I wondered if she could even taste my fears and my pain. It was like she was taking it all away from me.
I ended up on the bed and with Lisa on top of me. She didn't understand the weight that she was putting on me because she was too invested in devouring me with her tempestuous mouth. Her hands moved at the side of my body fervently, and soon, one of her hands landed on my right breast. I felt kind of electrocuted as she squeezed with her large palm and continued to assault my mouth with hers. She was turned on. Her hard-on was pressed against my pelvic bone, and I could feel the need building inside of me. I needed her hands all over me.
She reached towards the hem of my gown, with her fingers tracing my thighs, and I knew what she was going to do, and as much as I loved what she was doing, I needed her to stop. I couldn't let desire take over.
"Lisa, no." I whispered.
Her hands stopped moving, and she pulled her body away from mine. The sight was glorious, to say the least, and some women might have killed to be in my place.
Truth was that, I didn't know if Lisa was attracted to me or she was just horny, because she didn't have female company for a long time, ever since her boating accident.
I realised that I didn't care.
"Sleep?" she asked.
"Yes, let's go to sleep."
She lay down beside me and put her arm over my waist, pulling me close to her. I turned around to face her and saw her looking at me and I couldn't help but fall deeper and deeper.
I was falling in love with her.
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FanfictionAn adaptation/conversion Lisa GP * This story contains content that might be troubling to some readers, including, but not limited to, depictions of and references of mature, sexual graphic scenes, strong language, torture, decapitation, cult ritual...