JenLisa one shot story's

Onsra

Summary:

It's unfortunate that Lisa falls in love with the one person that can't love her back or let her go.

Notes:

lots and lots of time jumps

trigger warnings: abusive relationship; emotional/psychological abuse; psychological manipulation

- Lisa doesn't turn around when she hears the door open and close. "You were with her, weren't you?"

She hears Jennie hesitate by the door, her steps stopping then starting again, this time walking toward the sofa. "Of course not, I came here first." When Lisa still doesn't respond, Jennie sighs loudly and, throwing one foot over the back of the sofa, steps over it to fall into the seat next to Lisa. "I told you I was sorry, Lisa. How many more times do you want me to say it?"

"I want to see you be sorry, not just say it," Lisa spits out. "When was the last time you did that?"

Jennie sighs again, softer this time, and even though Lisa doesn't move Jennie touches her face lightly, tucking Lisa's hair behind her ear and leaning forward to look at her face. Lisa is still looking straight ahead. "Lisa, baby, you know it meant nothing. She means nothing. She'll fuck anyone that's willing—"

"So you're one of them, then? One of the people that want to fuck her?"

Jennie moves closer, kissing lightly on Lisa's shoulder. Lisa doesn't want to be distracted, though. "Jennie—"

"I swear I only want you. Don't you know what you do to me, princess?" she whispers into Lisa's neck.

Her breath tickles, and Lisa's eyes flutter closed. "Don't call me that," Lisa says, letting out a breathless laugh, not because this is funny but because this is pathetic. She knows how this will end—she knows that this will only repeat—but she lets Jennie keeping going, all the while knowing full well that she'll regret letting this happen. She always does.

—

They were innocent in the beginning, but somewhere along the way that innocence was lost. It was picked up, thrown down, and trampled over, shown no mercy despite its pleas. It's easy to forget the times when they had still been innocent, to pretend that they had always been this level of fucked up.

When Jennie first sees Lisa, she feels like she's waited her whole life to have someone look at her the way Lisa does.

They're at a pool party, and Chaeyoung, who is a friend of a friend, introduces her to Lisa.

"Hi! I'm Lalisa Manoban, but you can call me Lisa," she says, blonde bangs framing her face, her eyes bright and voice bright and smile so bright it's blinding.

Jennie doesn't know what to think of her.

"I'm Jennie Kim," she replies, her tone only a little less bored than usual. "Nice meeting you."

Chaeyoung leaves to greet her other friends, leaving Jennie and Lisa alone.