Certainly Not

15.

Lisa

Jennie went home as early as 5 am because she needed to go to her company.

I still cannot believe and imagine that I was this clingy with Jennie. She's having a hard time leaving me earlier because I acted immature.

Oh my god! Whenever I think about it, I'm embarassed. But being Jennie, she understood me and explain to me the importance of her meetings today. Eventually, I let her, I asked for her forgiveness as well since I'm being unreasonable but she just smiled at me.

She kissed me tenderly, like I can feel that she's pouring her love through her kiss.

I repeatedly asked myself why I am so clingy to her. I've been living alone for a couple of years already, but maybe because I was really happy for the past days that we're together, I also felt safe whenever she's around. I am not scared or what not because nobody knows where I live, is just that, I feel safer when she's here.

Before Jennie left, she mentioned that she is kinda busy today and may text me often however she said she will fetch me later. I smile at how thoughtful she is. My sweet little baby.

It's quarter to 3 PM already so I decided to prepare for tonight's performance. I readied my clothes before I jump into the shower room.

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Lisa is all set when she hears the doorbell.

Who could it be? "Coming." She shouted because the bell keeps on ringing. I take a look at the peephole first before opening the door. "Yes?" I asked.

The man then turns around to greet me. He has a gummy smile, same as Jennie. He's giving a wealthy vibe, so why is he here. Weird. "Hi, for Lisa?"
I saw a box he's holding. "That's me, and who is this from?" I asked. He just smiled. And said, "from your," he jokingly read the name from the paper his holding. "Savior." He finished.

I creased my forehead because of that. "Savior? Who? I mean,-" he cut me off. "Don't worry about it. The important is the things inside the box." I found her very rude, a jerk I may say. He insisted on opening the box but I'm having weird feelings so I'll ask him to open the box instead.

"No, open it first before you leave or else, you can't leave it here." He chuckled. "Sure." He then opened the box and I see a couple of photos.... Of mine?

"What the fuck is this?" He only smirk. "I am your savior, I'm saving you from humiliation. What do you think Jennie would feel if she finds out how slut her girlfriend is." Then he laughed hysterically. He then took one of the photos and made fun of it.

"Look at your tits, aren't you ashame if her conglomerate know this? Her reputation will be ruined."

I felt a tear drop from my left eye. I hardly wipe it before I get the photo from his. "I was drugged in this photo. Someone planned it and made me look a dirty whore which I am not. It's the wife of one of our customers. Regardless, this has been cleared and resolved. How did you get this?"

He approached me and held my face harshly. "I know that but Jennie doesn't. I will make sure when she see these, she will hate you. I'll reupload these on the internet to make fun of you, trusts me, I can be worst." I then felt him dry humping me. "Fuck! Ugh." I hear him grunt. I pushed him so hard and he stumbled. "You bitch!" Before he can attack me, I close and lock the door immediately.

I can still hear him laughing outside. "Alright. Hahaha. I'm sorry, that was not part of the plan. I'll go now, think about what I said Lisa. I have multiple copies of those, and like what I said. I can make it sluttier and dirtier. I have money and I can do that. Trust me. Hahaha." He continues to laugh.

"Who are you!? How did you know me? How are you related to Jennie?" I can only hear him laughing on the other side until it fades away.

I slumped on the floor. The experience I had in the past, I, I am experiencing it again. The humiliation, they called me wrecker and all. It was the wife of that disgusting man. She never asked me. She already accused me of seducing her husband. She just concluded I did it intentionally without them knowing I was drugged by her husband.

I keep on punching my chest, I'm having a panic attack. I dialed Jennie's number but it's continuously ringing. My vision is getting blurry.

Jennie, help me.

That was the last word Lisa mentioned before she passes out.

What is the story behind those photos? Who is the man that appears in Lisa's front door.

What happened before?