Let me help you[JENSOO]

16

Sometimes, waiting kills the most. Sitting in the living room, Jisoo could almost physically feel the anxiety slowly seeping under her skin, accumulating and eating into her very heart with acrid fear. For a while, Mrs. Kim tried to have a casual conversation, distracting the girls, but then she fell silent herself, listening intently to the sounds coming from outside.

In this silence, Jisoo could easily hear the clock ticking on the wall, counting down the seconds turning into minutes. Time suddenly became so viscous, it seemed to suck them in, trying to leave them in this very moment. The brunette could hear the wind beating against the roof, a dog barking somewhere nearby, the sofa creaking from their movements, but all these sounds faded into the background, replaced by the beating of the girl's own heart, which echoed in her ears.

Strangely enough, Lisa couldn't stand it first. The girl got up from the sofa and began to walk nervously around the room, betraying her excitement.

-I can't wait any longer.- Because of her friend's wanderings, Jisoo began to wind herself up even more.- What if something happened and medical help is needed?

-Honey, Ashford has the largest medical center in the state.- The woman tried to calm Jisoo down.- If something has happened, which of course is not the case, then it won't be difficult to find a doctor.

After a couple more minutes, Jisoo was on the verge of trying to escape, hoping that Mrs. Kim would not knock her out with the butt of a gun before she could leave the room. Thoughts of escape were interrupted by the sound of the door handle being lowered. Someone stubbornly tried to open the front door several times. Lisa immediately froze in the middle of the room, casting an alarmed glance at Jisoo, who stopped breathing herself, clutching the upholstery of the sofa. A momentary panic was reflected in Belle's eyes, after which she rose from her chair with amazing calmness and, grabbing the gun more comfortably, slowly walked out into the corridor and went to the front door. The girls had no choice but to silently follow her, unknowingly perceiving this woman now as their only protection.

The tension in the room became even more noticeable when, instead of rude attempts to open the door, the unknown visitor, obviously realizing that the door was locked, moved to the lock. In the silence of the corridor, it was clearly audible how a key or lock pick was turning, breaking down the last barrier between those who were inside the house and outside.

-I have a gun in my hand, and if you don't want to know how it works, you'd better stay where you are.- The woman spoke loudly and decisively, pointing the weapon directly at the door, which had barely begun to open.

-Umm... - The one who tried to enter clearly didn't expect such a meeting.

-Tell me the password.- Somehow noticeably relaxed, the woman asked, coming close to the door.

-How the hell am I supposed to know him if you change passwords every day?- There was a playful grunt, after which the door slowly opened, and Mr. Kim, who had a small grin on his face, took a step forward.- Take it easy.- Taking the gun from his wife's hands, the man smiled at her.

-Deer paws. We always have the same password on Wednesdays.- The woman shook her head in displeasure, stepping back and allowing the man to pass.

-It doesn't even make sense, deer don't have paws.- The man frowned, kissing his wife on the cheek with a familiar gesture.

-This is the essence of the best passwords.- The woman shrugged her shoulders, no longer hiding the laughter in her voice.- So, you didn't pass the test, but given your charm, so be it, you can pass.- Mrs. Kim continued her joking game. Jisoo was surprised by the sharp contrast between the way the man behaved with Belle and the way he became during communication with Jennie. Yes, father and daughter were definitely similar in their ability to surrender to their own grievances and turn into impulsive lumps of nerves.