Grey and Ocean's Fate | JenLisa

Chapter 19

I have never been this kind of person who gets mad easily. Sure, there were times where I was frustrated and overwhelmed, but I had never been so mad at someone the way I was with Lisa right now. She had taken up so many thoughts inside my head, so many etched conversations that it was getting difficult to not think about her at all.

I blinked around a few times, watching as the bartender hooked his arm under the bouncer and lifted him up on his two feet. He sat him down on a bar stool and as soon as the bruised man recollected his memories, the pain seemed to hit him all over again.

His two large hands cupped the icepack to the side of his face, helping to calm down the already swollen parts of his now-purple skin.

I dusted myself off from the glass and crunched over it to make my way over to them. I didn't want to just chase after Lisa without apologizing after the damage that she had done first. I wouldn't have been right, especially when their expensive alcohol was spilt on the floor among the blood of a worker.

"That girlfriend of yours needs some self control." He flinched when he moved the ice against his face. "She started hitting me because I told her to leave after she had too much to drink." The bouncer shook his head, and then to my surprise, he chuckled. "I can't deny she has a strong right hook, though. The guy took me down like a bird with a stone."

"She might have a good right hook but look at you! You're probably going to need stitches, dumbass!" The bartender argued with him.

"I'm really sorry again. I hope there wasn't too much damage to the bar..." I smiled weakly and left the place only to fall prisoner to the cold air outside, away from the cigarettes and alcohol.

When I reached the parking lot, I searched for Lisa until I found her leaning over her car, her hands tearing out at her hair with anger. I stood in front of her quietly, looking down at my feet.

"Are you... are you okay?" I muttered out, trying not to stutter because I knew that would annoy her more. And the last thing I needed was for her to lash out on me too.

Then, I noticed her bruised knuckles, blood and scabs mixed together in a grimacing sight. Her clothes were stained - probably in blood too - and I would have felt sorry for her if I didn't know that she was the one who started the fight in the first place.

Lisa dropped her hands from her hair and raised her head. Her eyes looked even worse. The red blended with the white almost scared me, and the way her pupils were dilated made only a thin ring of grey around them visible. Clearly, she was still drunk out of her mind.

"Why are you here?" She asked in a menacing tone, which made me feel dumb and stupid and awful all at once.

"I- I got- I-" My throat went dry, my eyes on the brink of tears and the expectant yell to come from her only made me feel worse.

"Stop stuttering!" Her loud voice rang in my ears just like I predicted.

I wasn't even mad anymore. All of that had faded into something alike to fear or dread.

"I- I'm sorry..." I managed out with a small voice. My eyes fell back to the floor under me, hoping that sometime now, it would swallow me up.

"Answer me, Jennie! What are you doing here?" She gripped onto my arm and I winced, my eyes forcefully being pinned on hers. Immediately, she let go when a tear slipped down my cheek.

"Please, don't hurt me." I whispered out in a sob, feeling far too small for my actual height.

"I wasn't... I didn't..." Her eyes ran down my arm and stayed there, now drowned in concern. "Your arm," She pointed. "It's bleeding." She looked back up at me then flicked her eyes away again. "What's wrong with you?"

I swallowed the thick lump in my throat.

"When I-" I took in shaky breath and hoped that when I tried to speak I wouldn't stutter. "When I pulled you off from that guy, you- you pushed me and I fell backwards..." I sniffled and wiped at my nose with my sleeve. "There was broken glass and when I hit the ground, it just cut me."

She didn't answer me straight away. She looked confused, trying to put the pieces together as if she didn't remember a thing I was telling her.

"Are you hurt?" She said, and for a moment, a single lonely moment, it appeared as if she actually cared. But then her coldness took over with the breeze of the wind and her concern was gone just as quickly as it came.

"It's nothing, I'm okay." I swallowed again, holding the small cut with my other hand.

"Then answer my question," She huffed. "Why-are-you-here?" She took a break between each word while she set her jaw still. "I don't recall asking for your help." She raised her voice and took a step towards me.

"No, but-"

"I didn't need you to be here! I don't want you here!" Lisa took another step, not considering how close we already were. "Can't your small brain understand that?" I took a step back. "You were not wanted!" She yelled again.

I tried my best to ignore her insults and stood my ground, facing her through smeared colors.

"Well if you didn't hit Kai, I wouldn't have to waste my time helping you!" This time, I take a step. "If you weren't so arrogant, so unbelievably condescending and egotistical, I wouldn't need to be here!" I take another step. "Were you so jealous that you had to hit Kai to get back at him?"

"Not everything is about you, Jennie! I can do whatever I like! I don't need to be jealous of anyone to do so! Or are you so stupid to believe that I actually care enough?"

Everything about Lisa was now tensed up or clenched.

"Are those all your insults? Or do you have a special jar labeled 'For Jennie'  up your ass?" I yelled back. "God, you are insufferable! You don't let anyone help you! Don't you see that if it weren't for me, you would probably be in jail right now? Everyone was worried sick about you!" She flared her nostrils, irritated just as much as I was. "That bartender was going to call the police, but I begged him not to! So believe it or not jerk, but you have me to thank for that!"

The beating of my heart was beginning to get louder as it thumped around. It almost hurt to breathe as I stared at her. My hands were unsure of where to sit and my legs had gone numb from the feeling. I couldn't even feel the cut in my arm anymore.

"Is your hearing impaired? Did you not hear me? I didn't need your help!" Her hands waved around. "You just want to be in every situation so you can fix it! Well, I don't need you to fix anything! I can't be fixed! So leave because I can't stand you here! I can't stand you around me when-"

I didn't want to argue with her anymore. I couldn't bear to hear her yell at me, to break me down any more than she already had. I just wanted Lisa to shut up, to stop being so maddening and infuriating for once. So I let myself close the mere space between us, and did the first thing that came into my mind in that moment.

I kissed her.