Love To Hate Me

Chapter 2

For someone like Jisoo, her family's house was surprisingly normal.

Her mother had left after she gave birth to Jisoo, so Jisoo had grown up with her father and stepmother.

Her father didn't give a crap about her and her stepmother hated her. Jisoo had an older stepbrother named Chase.

Chase and Jisoo usually avoided each other around the house, but Chase was basically evil to Jisoo whenever they talked.

Anyway, the house, like I was saying, was surprisingly normal. It wasn't a mansion, it was a big house but it wasn't a mansion. Mr Kim was worried that Chase would get lost in a mansion.

The house was decorated normally, with paintings and TVs and tables.

ANYWAY

Jisoo and Rose and Jennie and Lisa went up the stairs. Jisoo, who was a year younger than the others (and two years younger than Jungkook lol) had pulled her hood off. Her long hair dyed dark red tumbled down to her waist.

Jisoo's room was painted purple, and she had put up posters of her favorite memes on one wall. A small bed was pushed into the corner, with purple blankets and fluffy purple pillows. A huge bulletin board took up another wall. A walk in closet was next to it. Though she was skilled in fighting and martial arts, Jisoo was still a happy and bright girl.

Just as usual, the four girls sat around in a circle.

"Right," Lisa said. She pinned a piece of paper up on the bulletin board. "Tomorrow Jisoo and I are moving to the Jeon's mansion because Bambam is a Jeon and i'm dating him. So Jisoo and I need to pack-"

"Why is Jisoo going and not the rest of us?" Jennie asked. "Just curious."

Jisoo signaled her agreement. "Yeah, I agree with Jennie."

Lisa said, "Because Jisoo's gonna be my bodyguard."

They nodded in understanding.

The girls spent about an hour packing for LiSoo. Mostly for Lisa, because Jisoo had grabbed some sweats and jeans and t-shirts and tossed them into the cardboard box. She was helping Lisa now.

TIME SKIP

NEXT DAY

Jungkook groaned. "Why do we have to wait here for them, it's such a waste of time."

Bambam pushed his younger brother. "Because, it's good manners."

A white Tesla model X pulled up. The front passenger door opened. Lisa stepped out. 

"Bambam!" She squealed. She jumped into his arms.

Jungkook stood with his hands in his sweatpants next to Bambam. "Hello, Lisa."

Lisa straightened. "Hi, Jungkook."

Lisa's phone buzzed. "Jisoo's coming soon. She had to drop something off at her friend's house..."

Jungkook tensed when he heard the name Jisoo.

"I thought she was your bodyguard though," Bambam said. "Shouldn't she be watching you?"

Lisa swatted him playfully. "No, she's just overprotective. Even though she's the youngest she gets into more fights than any of us. Let's go in, she'll come later."

TIME SKIP

Lisa sighed. "Where is she?"

It was two hours later, and they were setting up for the party. Jisoo still hadn't arrived.

Jungkook, with his usual stony-faced expression, stayed silent as he lifted a huge table like it was nothing.

Bambam was also helping to set up.

Suddenly, one of the many maids rushed out. "Miss Lisa, Miss Jisoo just arrived and asked to see you before going to her room, would you-"

"Yeah! I was just wondering where she was," Lisa said.

INSIDE

Lisa frowned. "Aren't we going to be in the same room?"

The maid shook her head. "No, Master Bambam ordered that you be put in your own room."

Jisoo sighed. "It's fine, Lisa."

She pushed open the door and said, "Lisa unnie, can you help me unpack?"

Lisa nodded.

For a while they just talked while organizing Jisoo's stuff. They were having so much fun that the time flew by and the guests were now arriving.

"Oh!" Lisa said. "We should get dressed, I think we're pretty much done here anyway."

Jisoo nodded in agreement.

"What are you going to wear?" Lisa asked.

Jisoo pointed at an outfit she'd thrown onto the bed.

It was a simple white jumpsuit with pockets.

"That's all?" Lisa asked, shoulders sagging. 

Jisoo shrugged. "It's easy to fight in."

Lisa rolled her eyes. "See you downstairs."

Jisoo waved her out.