God's Plan | Taennie

Part 18

Jennie's P.O.V.

"EVERYONE!" I heard Lisa shout as I opened my eyes. "Jennie's awake!"

I looked around and saw the entire of Bangtan and Blackpink. Jisoo and Rosé rushed out of the kitchen along with Jimin and Jin, Yoongi and J-Hope got up from the couch, Jungkook was right behind Lisa, and Namjoon put his book down as he was called.

What the fuck happened and why are they all here?

Although I could see everything in blur, I could tell that this place wasn't familiar, so we clearly weren't in our dorm or  their dorm. 

Oh, shit! This is our new house! But when did we even get the time to arrive?

As I looked up at them, I could only see Lisa with some bright sunlight coming from behind her, and a bunch of shadows coming out from behind her head. I counted them in my mind. 

10. We are 11. Where the heck is Taehyung?

It didn't take me too long to realize that Lisa had her palm on my forehead, and she was holding a soaking wet cloth.

"Lisa, what are you doing?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

"You passed out, Jennie", Jisoo said as Lisa was ready to open her mouth and answer my question.

"Yeah, exactly", Rosé approved, nodding slowly - not calmly though. "Good thing you're still alive, Jesus! We found you passed out on the ground of our old dorm, and there was a cracked aspirin jar next to you."

"Passed out?! Aspirin?! ME?!" I exclaimed, finding it too hard to believe anything that my unnies were saying. "D-Do I have fever?"

"No, I don't think so. I mean, now you don't, but you probably did since you were aiming for the damn aspirin", Jisoo said, and rolled her eyes discretely. "Oh, God, Jennie, you worried us so much! Can you just not-"

She tried to continue, but realized she wasn't actually mad. Her voice cracked and broke down, tears starting to roll down her cheeks.

"Jisoo, look, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to worry any of you, I-" I began, trying not to cry as well. Whenever we had this kind of emotional moment and one of us cried, the entire of Blackpink and Bangtan cried.

And it would've hurt me even more if everyone cried for me and Taehyung didn't even bother to show up. 

"Jennie, trust me, it's alright", Jisoo said between her tears. Rosé and Lisa were on either side of her, patting her back lovingly and giving her big, warm hugs so they could calm her down, and it genuinely hurt me that I didn't have the power and energy to do the same. Jisoo was a really important part of our group, she was the eldest and therefore the one who always looked out for us and protected us when needed. I didn't want to let her down, but seems like there was nothing to do in order to support her.

The next moment, Lisa started crying too, and I could see Rosé feeling the need to as well, but keeping herself in order to show Jisoo that she's strong. Oh, my dear members, I thought, my heart skipping beats continuously. 

"Jennie, did you rest well?" Jin asked. "I'll bring you some hot soup that I just made, wait just a minute."

Right that moment, Taehyung rushed out of his room, came into the living room, and started pacing up and down around it.

"C'mon, what the fuck is it taking to answer a damn call?!" he hissed. 

"Tae, please watch your language", Namjoon said trying to keep calm, but it seemed like Tae ignored him since he didn't even look at him.

"Tae, Jennie here passed out and she is in quite critical condition", Yoongi dead-panned said. "Won't you help us look out for her?"

"Hyung, I couldn't care less", he said, still not looking at us, but at his phone. "My girlfriend Sooyoung isn't answering my call. This is more serious than Jennie. I don't care she passed out, just rest well and it'll all be good. You damn kids."

I felt my seeing get blurry again as numerous heavy tears were ready to come from behind my eyes. 

Kim Taehyung, I've had enough.

I got up despite still being weak and feeling dizzy whenever I stood up.

"Of course you don't care", I said, as straight-forward as I could possibly be. "You're one of the world's biggest assholes, Kim Taehyung. You barely care about anyone."

My voice was slowly losing strength as I hadn't yet completely recovered, but I knew what I had to say, and I was going to say it either way.

"All you care about is pleasing your stupid girlfriend, and your stupid fans, and the stupid Gucci producers. Well, I've had fucking enough of you and your shitty personality, you self-centered idiot. I don't care if you don't care I'm sick, I'll go on with my life. I don't need people like you in it."

And oh, if my heart would listen to me and just kick you out of my life instead of crying over you.

I completely ignored everyone's stares and calls, I just looked forward and ran to the first room I saw, locking the door behind me, sitting on the floor in silence and darkness, letting my tears come out like tornadoes till there were no more left for me to cry.