Us [Blackpink Jisoo x Reader] (LGBT)

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My whole body felt numb from the rain, and my heart was pounding with panic. My High-school girlfriend, Jisoo. She was standing across the street; holding hands with a man. Something about seeing her brought out the old me, I carried the heavy burden of Anxiety all throughout my High-school days, but I'm twenty-three now and all that is supposed to be behind me. It was five goddamn years ago, she left me for fame. She broke my heart and now I can't help but stand here, in the rain wishing I had her, wishing I could rip her hands away from whoever was holding her's so lovingly. 

Our eyes met and my heart went crazy, my mind blank. She smiled, within seconds it dropped. Her face drained, her eyes bolted away from mine, her hands tensed and her knees locked. "Jisoo, what's wrong, babe?" 

"It's nothing, I think." The man looked puzzled. "We'll talk about this later." He sounded paranoid. Jisoo didn't respond, she just shook off her dismay, "Let's go to that store, oppa." Before he could debate wanting to or not, she took the lead and went into the store titled, 'ShiftShop' It was a sportswear store, maybe she wanted to go in their for dance outfits, although I'm sure her company supplies them for her. I start to think maybe she just wanted to get away from me, for whatever reason. Guilt? Shock? Fear?...Love? No, that can't be it. She didn't spend the last five years missing me, nobody would. My own mother couldn't even return my calls. People can't miss me, I'm temporary. 

A quick walk home was ahead of me, I didn't want to go to the grocery store anymore. Seeing her drained out all of my energy, I don't know how to think straight anymore. I mustn't think about her anymore. A brisk pace home quickly turned into a job, and then a run. The rain beating down hard on my face hurt, the adrenaline was kicking up, and tears soon fled from my heart and into my eyes, down my cheeks. Some on the pavement. 

Seeing my own reflection in the Apartment lobby windows filled me with rage - This girl who left me for fame came back into my life and tore it up, my makeup was running on my face, my eyes puffed and a distant and sad look ridden all over my face, knees scrapped from slipping on the pavement while running. Anger took over me, I threw my bag at the window and it fell into a puddle, a loud cry of frustration came from deep down inside. "Fuck you, Jisoo!" A gasp came from behind me and I turned around, a mother with her son. I was even more angry from before, stupid Jisoo made me cause a disturbance in public peace. I grabbed my soaking bag and gave a awkward nod of apologies to the woman and her son, not accepted. I hurried inside quickly.

Into the elevator, judged by the woman who lives upstairs from me. She usually has a warm heart but she has a Paranoid Mental Disorder, and she must've been scared of my sulking look. Great, I've scared a elderly lady. I feel like a Goddess of Sadness.

I sulked off to my apartment, trying to be hidden by my hair. I managed myself to have gotten it together by now, put in a movie. And maybe cooked a frozen pizza. But the moment I got into the door, all these feelings just came out. I thought I was emotional before, these feelings. They make me feel as if I've never felt anything before, like every single crying session I've had was a mere preparation for this moment in my life. My legs gave out from the sadness and I fell down to the floor, weeping my emotions out for an hour straight. Every tear that came added to my anger, I shouldn't be crying over a stupid girl!