it will rain • Chaelisa

• I'm sorry?

Point of view Lalisa Manoban

I rolled the band between my fingers carefully, it would be the first time I did this alone, Jennie and Jisoo had already left and luckily, the studio was open late.

After wrapping the entire band around one hand, I wrapped it around the other, doing a few jumps to start warming up.

Then I put on the gloves, still having a little difficulty, I would have to train again with Jennie how to put on the equipment alone.

I faced the punching bag in front of me, the poor thing would suffer today, I started some loud blows, still without putting in much force, but as my thoughts increased the blows became stronger and firmer.

I wanted to let out all that jealousy I was feeling, because it hurt? I couldn't tell if it was the fact that Rosé made such an issue of someone, that it hurt her so much, or the fact that she was upset that I hadn't told her the worst thing before. part of my story.

I started to throw some kicks interspersed with the punches, and like how jealous she was of Jennie?, how irrational jealousy, I stopped to listen to my own thoughts, I tried to compare those two situations, Rosé told me that Suzy had a brother like me, and Jennie He had problems just like me, in the end it was all because of me, even the approach that I hated so much was my fault, so why did I feel so nervous?

The therapy hadn't progressed much yet, the fight was the only thing that still kept me cool, while I felt my mind less and less racing my body increased the rhythm, it didn't take long for the blows to completely take all my attention.

I stopped after several minutes, feeling my chest rise and fall with heavy breathing, I sat on the floor taking off my gloves with the bands still on my fingers, I took my bottle from my bag and drank the rest of the liquid.

I looked out the window realizing it was already night, I would have to go home, but it felt like I was constantly running away from doing that.

I got up, packing my things in my bag and then leaving, when I was halfway there my cell phone rang, it wasn't who I expected but an unknown number.

- Hello. — I stopped a little near a curve.

— Hello, can I speak to Miss Lalisa?

- That.

— I'm from the art gallery, you applied for our vacancy.

— Yes, I wrote that to myself. — I said excitedly.

— We would like to have an interview with you, are you available tomorrow at 2:00 pm?

— Of course I am.

— Great, we'll wait for you then.

- Thanks.

I turned off the phone and walked home again, it was painful to think that my life was finally taking a turn, but my relationship with Rosé was so shaken at the same time, and it was all my fault, as always.

All because I attacked another person and ended up in jail, almost losing the love of my life.

Which made me think again that my jealousy of Suzy was really childish, Rosé was right, after all, she never stopped me from talking to anyone, much less Jennie, but we both knew we were jealous people and that didn't happen now. .

Jealousy was normal in any relationship, we just had to talk and be honest and that's what Rosé did to me, but my anger, as always, spoke louder, and I said stupid things instead of sitting down and talking to her to resolve things.

Now I just wanted to get home and tell her about the interview, how would I do that when she was upset with me? I could try.

It was already 10 pm when I got home, I closed the door slowly and put my bag in the laundry room, I would clean things later.