Chapter 16: We Were Born to Die
"Oh Jennie," Jisoo said as she hugged her best friend when she picked Jennie up at the airport. It had been one long week of something Jennie couldn't even describe. She didn't even remember most of it.
She remembered the funeral, being too choked up to say a single word. She remembered crying but not remembering why. She just cried and cried. It all seemed like a cloud of emotions. It all seemed to blend together into one large hazy grey sky.
She was still shaking from seeing her father dead in his coffin. She knew that he was going to die someday but why did it have to be so soon? Why did God have to take him?
Why?
That question was constantly echoing in her mind.
"Come on let's get you home," Jisoo said as she picked up Jennie's duffle bag and slung it over her shoulder and then wrapped an arm around Jennie and for the second time that year, led her out of the airport and to her car.
Jennie didn't speak the whole ride back.
When she got to her apartment, Jisoo insisted on walking her to her door. "I'm fine Jisoo," Jennie tried to tell her, but she would hear no such thing.
"You might think you're fine Jennie Kim, but I know you better, this is what best friends do. They make sure that you're alright and I know right now that you're not," Jisoo said as she dropped Jennie's bag down and went to go start on some tea.
Jennie just sat down on her couch, staring absentmindedly into space.
She kept seeing images of her dad's pale face, cold as ice, lying in the coffin.
She shuddered and clutched her pillow.
No child should ever have to see their parent dead.
But that was the sick reality of life.
She went to bed
(•••)
"How are the songs coming along?" Chaeyoung asked over the phone.
"Fine, they're going fine," Lisa said. She was laying on her back, one hand holding the phone to her ear and the other one holding a letter up to the light which was streaming through the sunlight in her studio, her eyes studying the paper.
"You're still trying to find her aren't you?" Chaeyoung said with a sigh.
"Yep," Lisa said, popping the p.
"I knew I shouldn't have left you alone," Chaeyoung said. She had left to go an International Conference thingy that Lisa could care less about, except for the fact that it was in Florida near Disney World. Disney World always sounded like a fun place to go to. It made Lisa laugh knowing that she'd never been there and yet she could probably afford to rent Disney World out for a week.
"I'm not a kid Chaeyoung, I'm fine," Lisa said, staring at the sheet of paper that the company had sent to her.
"Lisa, you're laying on the floor staring at a piece of paper aren't you?" Chaeyoung asked. Lisa was silent. "And I've bet that that piece of paper is from the company that works that website that you're always on that the story was on."
"Sometimes I think that you're a ghost or something and you're standing right behind me at this very moment," Lisa said with all seriousness. Chaeyoung snorted.
"No Lisa, I just know you well enough. Now can you please get back to work? I don't think your mystery girl wants to be found."
"Why do all the girls I fall in love with have to be hiding behind a mask? First was my letter writer who hid behind her letters, and then there was Jendeukie at the masquerade who hid behind and literal mask, and now there's WiseGirl36 who's hiding behind a computer screen. Why do I always have the worst luck with girls?" Lisa groaned.
