fake rose // chaelisa

missing rosé (20)

all mistakes are mine.

when chaeyoung told me that she'll be really busy this few days she wasn't kidding. i can't get a proper hold of her. she never answers my calls, most of my texts are completely ignored and when she does reply it's usually just "ok" or "i'm okay, lisa, don't worry." she also hasn't tweeted or posted anything in her social media accounts. no anything. literally. i'm starting to worry that she might be overworking herself.

i was ready to pace around my room when suddenly my phone started to ring. i wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone because i'm just too worried, so i decided that i'll decline the call, but then i saw the caller's id and my frown instantly vanished. with no hesitation, I picked up my phone and swiped to answer.

"chae, oh my god!" i exclaimed, feeling somewhat relieved that she decided to finally call me. "you got me so worried."

"hey," was her only reply. i can hear the exhaustion in her voice, a clear evidence that she had been working too much.

"you sound so worn out. are you okay?" i spoke as softly as possible.

there was a fat pause after my question. did she really have to think about that?

"no," she sighed and i frowned. "i'm so tired."

"i can hear that."

"why did you ask then?"

i was slightly taken aback when she suddenly and unexpectedly snapped at me. it's so unusual for chaeyoung to have such short temper, she's always composed and patient.

"i just wanted to be sure, chae," i needed to be calm for her. i know that she's tired.

"okay," her voice was lethargic.

my excitement when she finally called me vanished. i couldn't help but mentally sigh.

"have you been sleeping well?" i asked.

"no," she replied with another sigh. "i haven't slept in 36 hours."

"oh," was the only think i could say. that's absurd. 36 hours of no sleep and just pure work? chaeyoung must be going crazy! i feel so bad for her. there was an ache in my chest when i finally imagined the current state she's in.

"lali, i called to ask you a favour."

my heart fluttered when she used my nickname that's exclusively for her use only. but then i realized that now is not a good time be blushing around.

"yes?" i replied. "anything for you."

"can you-" she paused abruptly. the other line went completely silent. the only thing i heard was her calm breathing.

i gulped, every time a second ticks i grew more anxious.

"chae?"

"sorry, babe. i was just thinking," she replied quickly, panic evident in her tired voice.

"what's the favor? tell me and then i'll end the call so you can rest."

i heard her take a deep breathe before speaking and for some reason that scared the living shit out of me. she wouldn't act like this if nothing is wrong, right?

"can you not call or text me until i get back to my normal schedule?" her voice was alarmingly low, it was so close to being an actual whisper.

"h-huh? i stammered, panic seeping in my veins. "w-what? why? did i do something wrong? no-"

"listen to me, babe, i don't want this either. but i need you to do this for me."