1| Loving you is a Losing Game

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|Jennie POV|


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"Babe listen-"

"Shut the fuck up!"

I screamed and threw the only object that I had with me, a glass vase with beautiful and bloody red roses, towards him. It shattered after hitting him, just like my heart when I saw the shocking scene with my own eyes.

My boyfriend, my own lover, in a bar, inside the arms of someone else.

Cliché right? That's how it's supposed to end...a relationship. We see too many incidents in real life, movies, books...telling and describing this exact same situation.....

A lover betraying another lover.

But......

Can any story ever told exactly explain just how it feels to be..betrayed? Can any book make you feel that unbearable pain of heartbreak?

Probably not.

I open my eyes at the bloodied scene in front of me.

Did I just kill him?

I snort like a lunatic.

Who cares?

The driver of the car was dead, and the car was accelerating. I had no intention to stop it anyway. If I had to end it....I would end it altogether.

Me, my wretched heart....and my numb soul.

I tried every possible way to make this work. I lost pieces of me bit by bit...only to realise it was all in vain.

I was the only one in that windowless room which I called love. It trapped me, chocked me...and me suffer till no end....until I reached here.

Inside this madly accelerating car, but who is more mad?

A loud crash sounded as soon as I got pierced with numerous glass pieces....each piece poking and shredding me like thorns...until all I did was bleed.

Maybe this is called Bleeding Love...the song which was Chaeyoung's favourite.

How is she doing now? Is she happy? Does her lover love her?

How about Lisa...the forever joyful and bright one? Is she happy with the one she loves?

Laying here is a broken car, bleeding to death...if I truly had to make one wish...I would ask for this....

May everything that happened to me not get repeated with my sisters. May they get the love they deserve....

As my vision started to fade...I could faintly make out a figure approaching me hurriedly.

"Jen...Jendeukie...."

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