I watched Jisoo run towards a demoiselle. Curiosity filled me in; Who is she? I passed a glance at Jackson to question, yet he was eyeing her with gentle eyes. She must be someone close and precious to them. She must be trustworthy then. Her cold expression gave an aura to the students that were obviously whispering about her.
The male beside me must have caught me looking at him as he spoke, "Her name is Kim Jennie. They are best of friends. When you watch her from afar, she seems snobbish but that is far from who she is when you watch closer. She can be fierce and sassy though."
"She looks gorgeous." I murmured. She looks like the friend who will righteously defend you in times of trouble. Then, Jisoo jumped on her. In the corner of my eyes, I could see shameless pupils who continued talking. However, the two ladies definitely did not care.
Abruptly, Jackson left me standing as he galloped to them. I softly giggled, gazing at the three of them. It seemed to be a reunion. Not wanting to look like a stalker, my feet slowly brought me to them, staying behind Jackson's bulk body as I observe. Upon a smaller distance, she still is beautiful. That was until I noticed the paleness of her skin. Was it natural? Or, perhaps she is tired?
I blinked my eyes twice in attempt to see her clearer. That, exactly, was how I looked each day back at that house with matching bruises and open wounds. Was she wearing make-up to hide it? Why did not I see her for the first day of school? I must have known her then, seeing their closeness.
She told them that she was only late in enrollment and that she had some business. I do not know, but I am doubting her. There is something that she is not saying.
Can she really be trusted?
Her cat-like eyes looked evil, changing her face in an instant. It surprised me that she appeared to have that menace in a matter of milliseconds. It did not matter whether she looked adorable with those cheeks when she was talking with them. Once her gaze changes, she will look deadlier than a tiger. It scared me, honestly.
I do not know what she is capable of. Yet I sure do hope that she will be no threat.
It also appeared to me that she did not trust me whatsoever. I will not blame her for feeling it; I just got into their world in less than a month. Also, if she really is jealous, I cannot do anything to help it because I cannot just ignore Jisoo. I only worry that she might be hiding something, as we all do, that affects her well-being.
Furthermore, I am still thinking of my parents; How much close are they in finding me? Goosebumps rose at the thought of them being a step away from putting bombs out the walls of the University to take me back. They became silent on the media. That is what scares me.
Their noise on the news reassures me for the slightest bit since I could somehow see through their cunning eyes. The last thing I heard through the television was the raise of pricing and their continuance of searching without the help of the civil forces because, according to the officers in rank, there are no evidence that I was abducted, merely stating that I ran away for my own reason especially that I am a teenager and teenagers are known to be the stage where children become rebellious.
Additionally, the National Child Protection Agency, one of the biggest child services in South Korea, is not siding with them as they have been denied to access the house for investigation which further confirms the conclusion that I ran away due to their actions towards me. If they only knew what those acts are. No matter how long it has been done to me, I remember each one of it. And, each scar that represents it. After all, a scar has its own story.
Jackson passed by my bedroom last night, telling me that I have to be stronger for myself even at this moment, that he or Jisoo will not always be physically there by my side and if I can completely depend on someone, it would by myself. It is because he is also being looked for by my parents. At times, I am aware that he is out to be there, continuing his job as a spy. However, holding a different identity at that place does not ensure him safety.
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Hellish Love
Fanfiction"We are born to be alone, but we're still looking for love" - Lovesick Girls, BLACKPINK A life is full of rocks, sometimes different from others and sometimes similar to others. Sometimes, rocks actually pull something together. Rocks build a wall...