Eleven Months | Jenlisa

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3 WEEKS LATER

Lisa's Point of View

I have never been so nervous in my entire life. My hands were sweaty and my feet were cold while I prepared the dining table at the designated place.

Today is the day that I planned to propose to Jennie. There was something about her wildness that keeps a person going. She was passionate about things, curious, beautiful, and easily bored. Most of the times she's either fiercely excited, cool, or detached about all things in the world.

I glaced at my wrist watch, watching the hours go by easily.

Where is she?

She's always been on time to things, maybe she got hold uo somewhere? Traffic? Had something important to do? I fished my phone out of my pocket and dialed her number but it went straight to voicemail.

Is she alright?

// FIVE HOURS LATER //

Why is she isn't here?

Despite my worry about her, I've come to the conclusion where she had something more important to do that's why I decided to clean all the things that I set up earlier and fed the band that I hired prior.

Looks like this show is a no go tonight.

I was in the middle of cleaning, particularly folding the table cloth and humming a quiet song, when I feel a cold metal pressed against the back of my neck.

"Jagiya..." Said the familiar voice behind me.

The way I felt the little hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and the way a cold chill ran down my spine. I know exactly who that voice came from.

The sick, manipulative woman who cheated numerous times on my naïve ass a year before Jennie and I got into a relationship. Not only that, she tried breaking mine and Jennie's relationship twice.

After a while of hoping that this was all a dream, the cold metal pressed against my nape indicating that this was happening in real time.

"Han So Hee.."

"Come with me if you dont want anyone getting hurt, and so that I won't trigger this gun that I have behind your... " Her voice deep and sultry, that I almost threw up of how disgusted I was.

Just how is she this obsessed with me? I felt her move the cold metal that was pressed against my nape up to the back of my head.

"Head." A small and wicked giggle made it's way out of her mouth, that I can feel her smirk after.

"You crazy psychotic bitch. Stop doing shit like this." I say failing to keep my anger inside.

"Why should I? I love you, Lisa. More than you will ever fucking know. No matter what names or shit that you put in my mouth, you and I both know that at some point you loved me. You loved me until that bitch came to your life and took you away from me."

"Love? Bold of you to say that. You were manipulating me. You cheated, and in case you already forgot. You were the one who left me. "

"Well.. now here I am. Aren't you going to welcome me home?"

"Fuck no." I say almost immediately.

"I'm gonna get you back, whether you like it or not." she whispered in my ear

"Don't you da–" I felt immense pain on the back of my head, only realizing that she must've hit me with whatever she had in hand.

"I have to call Jennie, plea–" Those were the last words that came out of my mouth before everything went black.

Jennie's Point of View

I woke up and started getting up despite feeling nauseous. I move my head to look at the clock and my eyes widened in shock I'm six hours late for mine and Lisa's date.

"Ohmygod. ohmygod. ohmygod. ohmygod." I kept on mumbling as I wore my white croptop, a blazer,  and my low jeans. I kept my make up light, did my hair and bolted for the door.

I've never woke up this late! And I'm never EVER late for our date.

I drove as fast as I could, and when I got to the place where Lisa told me to go seven hours ago.

When I got out I started to walk towards the destination, it was a set up date but I guess she started cleaning because the table cloth was folded neatly, the wine was untouched, and the candles were almost done.

Oh Lisa...

As I got closer to the fallen chair, I started to see broken glass on the ground. Then right next to the broken glass, I started to see droplets of... blood?

What happened here?

I got curious, worried, and scared, why is there blood on the floor?

I started to look around frantically and I saw more broken glass, my heartbeat is going crazy.

Where's Lisa?

I started to walk around the messy area and I came across a phone. It was turned off, the screen was slightly cracked. I picked it up and there was evident that whoever was holding this phone had blood on their hands. I pressed the power button and it started to turn on, Lisa and I's photo greeted me on the broken screen. The goosebumps started to rise on my skin when I realized who the owner of this phone was...

The phone that I had on my hand was Lisa's phone.

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