“How’s your hand?” Tiffany asks as she inspects Jennie’s left hand, the gauze was gone and just a small strip of bandage covers her first two fingers. “How did this happen again?”
“Well…” Jennie trails off, not meeting her eyes. “Ellie said something and I got kind of distracted and then boom. Fingers were gone!”
“Hmmm…,” Tiffany says distractedly as she types something on the computer. “What did Ellie say?” Jennie flinches but stays silent. Tiffany glances up, her eyes narrowing. “Jen…”
“She says Lisa and I should get married,” Jennie says quietly.
Tiffany laughs loudly. “And you thought it was so bad that you freakin chopped your fingers off?” Tiffany says, in between laughters, but with Jennie’s wide eyes, blushing cheeks, and her refusal to meet her eyes, her laugh tapers off. “Or not...Jennie…”
“It was the opposite,” Jennie mumbles, her eyes landing anywhere but Tiffany’s face.
“Speak up and stop mumbling. We’re past this phase,” Tiffany commands.
Jennie rolls her eyes at her friends. “It. Was. The. Opposite.” She enunciates her words carefully, staring straight into Tiffany’s eyes.
“The opposite,” Tiffany says, dumbfounded. “You mean…”
“Yeah,” Jennie replies. “I saw her dressed in white...I saw my life with her…I saw everything...I never felt so complete...”
“Kim…” Tiffany says a smile blossoming on her face. She throws her arms around the raven- haired beauty. “The Ice Queen has been thawed! Elsa is no longer in her tower!”
“Tiffany,” Jennie whines, trying to push her off. “Stop it!”
Tiffany pulls away and shouts down the hallway of their studio. “Irene! Come here! Kim likes a girl!”
“Would you like a megaphone, Tiff?” Jennie asks, bitingly.
Irene comes out of her office with a scowl on her face. “I was almost done with planning my meditation class, Tiffany.”
Tiffany doesn’t say anything but grabs Irene by her arm to bring her into the fold, “Jennie likes a girl.”
Irene’s eyes widen, her scowl was replaced with an inquisitive look. “Really?” She leans against the counter and puts her chin in her hand. “Do tell.”
“Its-”
“It’s the woman who kidnapped her kids,” Tiffany interrupts.
“The stud with the stunning smile?” Irene asks.
“Yeah, how many kidnappers have I mentioned?”
Irene shrugs. “I don’t know what criminals you hang out with, Kim.”
“Are we talking about Lisa?” Suzy interjects, coming out of nowhere.
“Nice of you to join us, Suzy,” Jennie tells, her tapping on her watch.
“Sorry boss,” Suzy apologizes. “Ollie was feeling sick so I had to wait for our nanny to come in on her day off to and Rosé was called into work.”
“Oh, no is Ollie okay?” Jennie asks, worriedly. Her heart pangs at the thought of tiny Ollie sick on the bed.
“Just a stomach bug,” Suzy replies. “It was hell last night. She was throwing up, but she seemed fine this morning. More alert,” she tells them. “But don’t change the subject why are we talking about Lisa and what the hell happened to your hand?”
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your hands are tough (but they are where mine belong) | JENLISA
Fanfiction"Hey Chu, I accidentally kidnapped some kids," Lisa rushes out when her best friend picks up the phone, without so much as a hello. Lisa possibly makes the best biggest mistake of her life. A JENLISA ADAPTATION All credit goes to the original autho...
