Chapter 113
Lisa
"Kai?" I ask just for clarification that I heard this fucking bullshit correctly. Jennie just peers at me like a terrified little doe, but I'm not having any of that. "Your ex Kai?" I put extra emphasis on the word 'ex' just to stress that he is not her Kai, but that he used to be her Kai. "Yes, Lisa, my ex-fiancé. What other Kai is there?" Literally any other Kai! Your high school schoolmate Kai, the guy that works at your favourite coffee shop Kai, the fucking receptionist at the dance school Kai, any fucking other Kai!
"What did he want?" Nothing moves about her. Not her chest, not her eyes, not her hair that would fall from a distressed bun, nothing. It's like she has turned into stone with her eyes fixed on me. She's a lifeless statue you see at museums and everyone praises it. "Just... to talk. Nothing, really." Oh, nothing, okay. Nothing to worry about then. Does she think I'm fucking stupid?! I laugh loudly when she says that partly from being fucking desperate and partly because I haven't heard such God damn A-class bullshit before. "So you two just chatted then?" She looks at me like I called her a disgusting slut, she is absolutely appalled at me, and it's fucking hilarious. If anyone has the right to be pissed about something, it's me! I have the right to be fucking pissed about her! "What did you tell him, then? What did he tell you? Did some chick leave him and now he wants to get back into contact with you? And did you tell him how you had a dance performance? The trivia chat?"
"What is wrong with you Lisa?" She holds Leo's head like she's protecting him from me, which is ironic, since it looks like Leo is more protecting her than she is to him. "Then what did you talk about? Did you two gossip about family members maybe?"
"No, Lisa! Obviously not!" Jennie snaps at me, looking even worse than before. I guess I should feel guilty about it, but I don't. The moment Kai calls, she forgets about everything else. Serves her right. "Then why the fuck would you say you two just talked?" Suddenly I become the bad person in her eyes. I turned down what could have been the sex of a fucking century so Jennie would be happy, so she wouldn't be hurt, and I'm Satan incarnate right now. Fucking typical.
"Why are you being like this? I was trying to trust you with this, and you just lost your shit on me." Because it's Kai! Your Hawaii fiancé Kai! The man you cried about, and who made you cry yourself to sleep! But now that he appeared again, he's the fucking Messiah, the voice of the nation, the great chosen one that needs to be praised, and only you can do the good fucking job. That's why I'm being like this! "Then what did you two talk about? It's a reasonable damn question to what you just told me." The look she gives me... she despises me right now, it's pretty clear, but she knows that I'm right, which is a taste of victory for me. She can look or despise me any way she wants.
"He wants to meet up." By the look in her eyes and by the way she looks at me after she utters the words, I know immediately that it's only that she's realising that Kai really did call her. "Sometime this week." I want to feel sorry for her because I know how that feels. I can still visually remember when Irene and I talked one-on-one for the first time after the breakup, and it sucked. It sucked so bad that even today when I'm perfectly happy that Irene and I didn't continue with our relationship, I can still remember how I tasted the bile on my tongue. But breakups are something we all go through. It's not nice, it's not fun; it's awful and it's traumatic. Irene and I were no exception, and neither is Jennie. So no, I don't feel bad about her. "Meet up? Why?"
That is not okay. If he wants to meet up, go for coffee sometime... it can only mean one thing and that he probably wants her back. And I don't blame him. He made the biggest mistake of his life when he called it quits with her. My guess is he went around, had a lot of sex, went back to being a teenager, and now he realised he's a sad, pathetic loser without Jennie. And Jennie would take him back. I know she would. In the blink of an eye. She's been miserable all this time because she didn't have him, and now she will get the chance to have him back. They've been together for years. They lived together, they were even engaged, they knew they were in a serious relationship, and the breakup didn't happen three or many years ago, it must've been a recent thing, a this year thing. The wounds are still fresh, the craving is stronger than ever, and right in his arms she shall land.
