Lowkey, Wifey | Jenlisa (Book 2)

5 - club encounter

- Lisa's POV -

I opened the door and immediately headed to the bar area, grabbing myself a stool to sit down on. "What can i get you started with?" The bartender asked. "I don't know. Mix something strong up." I unbotheringly replied, absorbing him do just that.

It was about 3 am so this private club had barely anyone here but nonetheless i got my glass and took a sip, trying to bear the stinging sensation on my tongue.

"Another one, please." A beautiful voice traveled into my ears as a women had walked up to the bar, sliding her glass on the counter, barely holding herself standing straight. Only a few seconds later after i had checked her out i had realized who it was.

"Jen?" I questioned, her eyes traveling on me by now. "Who- wait. Lisa?" Her face completely filled with shock as i had slid my hood off so she recognized me better. "There's no way. How? Large city, 3 am and we somehow manage to run into each other." I spoke with utter surprise at this point.

"I call that God's work. It was meant to be." She pulled up a smile, breaking the distance between us by a little. "Join me then. Fuck these uncomfortable stools, i have a table." Jennie obtained her glass and gripped my hand, leading me with her to the corner sofa.

We dropped down and i placed my glass away for the sake of not wanting it to spill. "You, a club, past midnight drinking. Broke up with your little girlfriend?" Jennie asked, genuinely looking at me with pure confidence.

"And you? Through the years have just became an alcoholic or you caught that little husband of yours having an affair?" I decided to copy her acting.

"Ouch. Real harsh, Lisa." She gave off a hiss sound to seem more hurt from my comeback. "And that's on karma, darling." I laughed off, allowing myself to sink in the couch before taking a look at Jennie again.

"Don't be calling me that." Her playful expression had faded. "Calling you what?" I was genuinely confused until i thought back to my last sentence. "Why did you say it? Huh?" She pushed herself up, glaring at me with seriousness now.

"Jen, what's up? It was an accident. I didn't actually did it on purpose to bring back memories or something." I fired at her. "Accident?! You know these accidents can lead both people to some bad decisions." She took the few steps to stop in front of me.

"What do you mean? What are you on about?" I pushed myself up, the two of us uncomfortably close at this point. "I swear to god, you're trying to fuck with me the first day we reunited! Listen, don't be acting all sweet and innocent with keeping me company here! Just because 8 years have been ruined for me because we weren't together anymore doesn't mean i can't live happily now, okay?! Now get out of my god damn head."

Her strong talking didn't waste no time to send shivers down my body from how confused yet sorry i felt but i knew i needed to get myself together.

"Jennie, don't speak like that. I did nothing wrong and nor did you for our break up. Now what if i take you home and you sleep off the alcohol?" I formed a smile to seem completely unbothered by what she just said which only a second later i understood was the worst choice.

I felt her fingers wrap around my wrist and i was immediately pulled after her to what seemed like the club's bathroom. She basically pushed me into one of the stalls before coming in herself and shutting the door behind.

"Jennie? Why-" She didn't even let me speak further before slamming her lips right on mine, my back brutally smashed against the stalls wall from the utter strength she held on me.

Her hand slipped around my neck, gripping it so tight that my already difficult breathing became worse so i interfered. "Jennie. Let's stop." I pulled her hand off, sliding away from her before leaving the stall to only hear her follow after me to the sink.

"Lisa, i fucking miss you. I'm sorry for what happened between us." She stood behind me, gazing over my shoulder into my eyes through the mirror. "We can't turn something back that has already ended." I turned to face her, leaving us just an inch apart.

"Baby, we can. I just need to hear you say yes and everything is gonna be like it used to." She lifted her hands up, caressing my cheeks and pulling me back in for a kiss that i felt so attached to, not wanting to pull away. I gripped on her hips and lifted her up, sitting her down on the sink counter before finally pulling our lips apart.

"You're drunk and not controlling your actions so it's better we don't continue." I stood between her legs, seeing her soft eyes come on. "Alcohol use isn't an excuse. I know what i want and it's you. The universe already put us here, together in the same bar and time. Don't you believe in such luck?" She laid her arms on my shoulders, gazing right back at me.

"Jennie, you're married! And i'm not single. Does that not cross your mind? What are you even doing?" I finally pulled myself in a distance, seeing her take the chance to slide off the counter. "Fuck my marriage and your fucking girlfriend! I knew what we had was real and i'm not that drunk to not remember the reunion day, where we confessed to be seeking for true love only. And here i am now, in an unhappy relationship! It's all fucking fake! A spike of lust in the beginning and now there's absolutely nothing! And you're not about to tell me that you love this girl you have? Lisa i know you. You barely held yourself together just now not to kiss me further."

She was on the edge of yelling at me yet the seriousness and pure truth was flooding out of her voice. "You haven't changed one bit, have you? Did you ever think how i felt when your party nights became more and more often every night? Told me not to worry and then i was just flooded with comments from your so called friends back then on how flirty you are getting. Let alone, i never found out if someone gave in though, who knows. But Jennie you haven't changed, acting like you own the world, like you can do whatever you want." I took a step closer.

"It's disgusting what you did back then and even now. So get yourself home and sleep that alcoholism off. I don't want no drama between us because i'm not no angel myself and we both made mistakes leading to the breakup but think about all of this on a clear mindset, on how much of a bigger mistake we are making right now." I said my last word and left the private club.