Devil in a Red Dress

21

Jennie gently tried to take Lisa's ring off, she didn't want to wake her, but it wouldn't budge.

She tried harder, it still wouldn't budge.

"What the hell? Just come off!" Jennie said a little too loudly as she tried to pull the ring off again. "Why won't you come off? That stupid angel told me I'm the only one that can take it off damnit!"

Lisa woke up.

She watched Jennie try to pull the ring from her finger and smiled internally. She tried to stifle her giggles as she watched Jennie struggle with it, even trying to summon it to no avail.

After a solid minute of Jennie getting more and more frustrated because she couldn't take it off, Lisa finally broke her silence, giggling.

"It won't work. Only I can do it now." Lisa said grinning. "It's changed loyalties."

Jennie jumped in her arms, startled at the fact Lisa was awake. She tried to get out of bed but Lisa held her tighter so she wouldn't get away.

"Let me go Lisa! What game are you playing?" Jennie said in annoyance, squirming in her grasp. "You said I was the only one that could take it off!"

Lisa shifted Jennie, forcing Jennie to turn around and face her and Jennie's breath hitched again. She was too close to Lisa's face, too close to Lisa's lips. Honestly though, her heart was telling her she wasn't close enough, her heart wanted to close the gap but her brain was screaming for her to get away because that was such a bad idea.

"No games. I just love you." Lisa shrugged as she reached a hand up to caress Jennie's face, her left arm was under Jennie, holding her tightly so Jennie couldn't get away.

"Take that stupid ring off!" Jennie shouted, because she hated that Lisa's confessions made her heart race. "Stop saying that, I'm going to kill you soon! Stop making me feel worse about it." Jennie lied. She hated that she had fallen for her. She had fallen for her fake love and she was going to die by her hands.

By the girl she probably loved, Jennie didn't really know much about love but this felt like it was. At least from how her books described it. The fiction ones she sometimes read usually always had some sort of love story in it and what she was feeling right now felt like what they described.

She felt like what Pablo Neruda's love poems described.

Lisa only smiled at her harder.

"I'd rather you kill me than I kill you." Lisa said.

The comment set Jennie off. She grabbed for Lisa's hand and tried to take the ring off again but it wouldn't move at all and it was pissing Jennie off.

"Why the hell won't it come off!" Jennie said angrily again. She needed it to go, she needed Lisa to stop being so sweet and saying those things because they were going to kill each other and it was breaking Jennie's heart.

"Because I love you." Lisa said simply.

"Your stupid stubborn ring loves me. Not you." Jennie said, still trying to pull it off. "And this stupid ring is worse with the whole romance crap than Pablo." Jennie mumbled, rolling her eyes.

She obviously didn't mean it because she really loved his poems. They made her yearn for love. She had never been particular to poetry, she preferred nonfiction, but she read it anyway because all of the great poets lived in Elysium so she just had to and when he agreed to come to the palace to show her his works Jennie fell in love with his words. She would have never said it out loud, but she wished someone would think of her like that. Like how he had written in his poems.