Despising you

Chapter 39

J e n n i e

I spend the next two days mostly in bed. The only time I got out of bed was when I had to go into school to take my biology exam. I expected it to be harder than it was, or maybe I was too upset to even focus on how hard it was. I answered every question though, and maybe I'm cocky but I know I've done a very good job.

Lisa hasn't even come to visit me, she messaged me a few times, but I ignored them. She's been blowing up my phone asking me about how my exam went too. I've just been moping in bed for the last two days, although I asked Tae to check on Lisa to make sure she wasn't still sick and thankfully, she isn't anymore. She even finished her final English exam. I bet she stayed up and studied all night for it.

She must have a migraine or maybe a concussion. Because why is she not at my house? Does she not realize that when I walked away from her, I wanted her to run after me? To take me in her arms and tell me that she is capable of loving me, even if not today maybe one day? Alas, this isn't a movie though, is it?

Or maybe it is, considering the doorbell just rang. Finally, she has come to her senses. I run out of my bedroom, but before I open the door, I fix my hair, wishing so badly that I wasn't dressed in a pair of grey sweatpants and black t shirt because that's not at all attractive.

When I open the door my eyebrows automatically furrow.

"Irene?"

Irene Bae. In front of my door, her uniform still on and her demeanour utterly cocky. She barges past me, leaving me disoriented for a moment. I close the door behind her and turn around. I haven't seen her in months, I was told she was finishing the school year off from home.

I narrow my eyes and tilt my head to the side. "Are you okay? Did you hit your head?" Before she can answer I speak again. "Because what makes you think you can barge into my home?"

"Oh, God forbid I barge into your house," she pouts mockingly, "at least, I didn't break your hand."

For the absolute love of God. When is everyone gonna get over the hand thing?

"Get over it, it looks fairly healed to me." I gesture to her hand that isn't in a cast anymore. "Now, get out of my house."

"How rude." She mocks, tutting. "I only came over to tell you how nice it was to see you."

"What are you talking about? When did I see you?" I question, confused and irritated.

My entire mood is even more deflated than it already was. I really thought it would be Lisa at the door.

"0h, you know. When you came to the museum with Lisa."

My breath gets caught in my throat at her words and her assured manner. Oh, my God. No! I can't control the shock on my face. I know this because Irene sends a wicked smile my way.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I deflect, trying to control the tremor in my words.

"You pride yourself on being such a good captain, but you didn't even know that I volunteer at the museum?" She laughs maliciously. "Oh well, I guess it worked out in my favour considering you didn't seem to be that coy—the masks were ridiculous too, I could spot you from a mile away, Jennie."

"You're g—getting me confused with someone else, I wasn't there," I stammer out, hating how weak I sound right now, but I can't help it.

She walks closer to me and I feel the walls caving in the more she laughs.

"Yeah, you see I had a feeling you would say that ..." she pulls out her phone, "which is why I've been sort of keeping an eye on you for the last month. Wanna see?"