Notes: Trigger warning for miscarriage, starts at the 4th block of italics.
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"I want to see. Mommy, let me see!"
Lisa stifles a laugh. "Not yet." She looks at River, and she and the girl share an eye roll. Tae has Jennie's patience, Lisa has always known this. Which is to say, she's not very patient at all.
Lisa navigates Tae through the apartment, her hands covering her daughter's eyes. She spent a late night fixing up her room after the new bed and desk she bought got here, and now the room is decked out in a galaxy motive she knows Tae will love. Her bedsheets, some stars pasted above her bed.
"Mommy," Tae whines, pulling at Lisa's hands, and Lisa drops a kiss to her the back of her head.
"OK, we're here." They stand outside Tae's bedroom door, River a few steps behind them. She's a shy girl, but even she's covering her mouth to stop laughing. Lisa uncovers Tae's eyes and turns the doorknob. "1, 2, 3!"
Her daughter gasps when she lays eyes on her new bed.
"I love it! It's so big!" Tae jumps in the bed, squealing with delight. "There are stars everywhere!"
"Take your shoes off, will you?" Lisa asks, smiling. Tae drops down and bounces before taking her sneakers off. The huge smile on her face makes everything better for Lisa. She doesn't remember pain or hate or jealousy when her daughter laughs like that. It's the only thing that matters.
"River get on, come on!" Tae pleads, and River, ever respectful and quiet, just like Jackson, climbs on the bed as well.
They jump together, and Lisa tramps down the fear that they might fall and lets them have their fun.
"Mommy, come on, you too!"
"Me?"
"Yes!"
Lisa is honored at the invitation, but she thinks her days of silliness and jumping on beds are long gone.
"The floor is lava!" Tae exclaims.
Lisa gasps. "Is it? Oh no." It's always easy to remember how to be silly when Tae wants her to, though.
"The floor is lava so you have to get on. River, move. Mommy! Don't leave me alone!" Tae makes a show of almost falling off the bed and onto the fl— the lava, reaching for Lisa in a feat worthy of Broadway.
Lisa finally plays along.
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(January 21st, 2016.)
"Are we missing something?" Lisa asks once the moving company people are out the door. Their bed is assembled upstairs, the stove is in its corner of the kitchen, and everything else is in boxes lying all around. She loves the house they chose, will love it even more once everything is in its place.
"Um, I don't think so?!" Jennie's voice comes from upstairs, and Lisa walks up to meet her. "Wait, we do have to make sure the bed is sturdy," Jennie tells her at the top of the stairs.
"It cost us an arm and a leg, it better be," Lisa tells her, taking in her disheveled hair, her tank top and shorts get up. Seeing Jennie like this will never get old. Her fiancé. Soon to be wife. It still makes her blood sing.
"We could make sure," Jennie says, taking a step closer to Lisa. This will never get old either. She goes in to kiss her when Jennie steps back, takes off sprinting down the hallway.
Lisa laughs.
And then stops, when she finds Jennie... jumping on the bed.
She rolls her eyes so hard it hurts.
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Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made || Jenlisa Adaption
FanfictionJennie and Lisa have a lively seven-year-old daughter by the name of Tae, they've been split up for a year and a half, Jennie is dating again, and Lisa - still haunted - still loves her. or The divorce au nobody asked for --- --- This is an adaption...
