Love Is Pain

Chapter 4 - Fighting with fire

Jisoo💕😍
I just found out accidentally that the Elite invited us so they can play a prank on us.

Me👄❤️
I knew it, Thanks Jisoo. Do you know what prank they were planning?

Jisoo💕😍
No but I'll try and find out. What should we do?

Me👄❤️
I'll figure something out and tell the girls to come online.

"A prank!" Jennie screamed, her cries muffled as her younger brother Jihoon slammed a pillow on her face.

"Keep it down, noona." Jihoon scolded, angry that his focus on the game he was playing was lost.

"Jihoon-ah, their going to play a prank on us." Jennie repeated, in disbelief. She felt that the reasons for their invitations was suspicious and now Jisoo had proved their intentions with a text.

"Who?" Jihoon mumbled, confused.

"The Elite." Jennie repsonded, not really knowing why she was telling her younger brother when he didn't know who they were.

"What's that?" Her sister Yoona asked. She grabbed some of the chips Jihoon was eating, before turning to hear all about her sister's worries.

"Their these gang of arrogant, stupid boys whose got the whole school wrapped around their dicks." Jennie explained, angrily. "Well, at least the girls."

"Language." Her older brother Jiyong warned, joining Jihoon on the PlayStation. "Did they do something to you because if their one of their hands even touch you I swear to..."

"No,they invited us to some party and then Jisoo texted me saying there was going to be a massive prank being played on us." Jennie blurted out, aggravated that she was thinking about going all along. She just wanted to go sis he could force answers out of Taehyung.

"Then just play them back." Jihoon suggested, not understanding his sister's petty cries.

"What?" Jennie said.

"Yeah, Jihoon is right." Yoona agreed. "Just prank them back."

"And, noona, tell me how I'm going to do that." Jennie sighed.

"I have an idea." Jiyong smirked.

And when Jiyong got involved, there was always trouble. It was like fighting fire with water.

Water always won in the end.

...

"Lalisa, thank god your back home." Her Mom worriedly said, lying on the couch.

"What is it this time, Mom?" Lisa asked, just wanting to get to her room.

"Massage." Her mother demanded, taking the cucumber of her eyes. "My muscles have been aching ever since I went to that gym."

"Isn't that meant to happen though?" Lisa smartly questioned, waiting for her mother's dramatic response.

"Lisa!" Her mother exclaimed, scaring her as she jolted up form the couch. "I provide money for you, clothes, food, and water and this is how you repay me?"

"Alright, massage it is." Lisa sighed, giving in to her extra mother. She started carefully rubbing her shoulders then her back and head finally.

"Your father is coming home next week." Her mother mumbled, immediately knowing Lisa's reaction as she stopped massaging her.

"What?" She deadpanned, not believing this idea. "He can't just do that, he's hasn't come home for like..."

"Seven years." Her mother finished, tears in her eyes. "It's hard for me too, Lalisa, but it was inevitable that he would come back."

She rested her head on her mother's shoulder as her mother carefully soothed the ends of her hair. She had always liked it how it was, just her mother and her.

Now her father had decided to come back, and not even hell knew what he was going to do here.

...

"Park Chaeyoung, come over here." Her dad's voice slurred, as he commanded her to come over.

She stood in silence as she closed the front door. Her dad was home from work early and drunk.

Today was hell for her just like the rest of the days her dad decided to come home early. Her sister was no where to be seen which had meant that the attention would be on her today.

"Chaeyoung!" Her dad shouted. She rushed over to him at once, her heart beating rapidly once she took in his drunk state.

He was very drunk and angry by the looks of it.

"You know, you remind me so much of your mother." He claimed, caressing her cheek as she stood frozen. Her eyes clamped shut as the tears tried to fall out. "And that's why I fucking hate you."

He slapped her. Hard. On her cheek. She was sure a bruise would form but in fear, kept quiet. He then pushed onto the floor before proceeding to grab another drink. By this time, Chaeyoung couldn't help but let out the tears fall down. She had to get out of this house.

She got up, grabbed her coat and bag and ran out of her house leaving her dad's cries muffled in the house.

She wasn't sure where to go. She wanted to go to one of the girl's house but was too embarrassed. Her sister who would normally protect her or help her in this type of situation was nowhere to be seen. And her mom, well her mom was nearly fucking dead.

He legs felt numb as she slowly curled up on a nearby bench. Her eyes couldn't stop the tears from rushing down.

"Hey, are you alright?" A low voice asked, his tall figure standing in front of her.

"Yes." She mumbled weakly, her face not lifting up. Then she sniffled and another tear drop fell.

It was obvious to the figure that she wasn't alright.

"You don't look okay." He repeated, coming closer to her. She stopped breathing, his aura was too demeaning for her to be around. "Are you sure.."

"I'm fine." She screamed, looking up to see who this person was. She was silent as she took in his features hidden by the black mask on his face.

Fuck. Who was he? A murderer, kidnapper?

The figure also took in her features in. Her red hair, innocent eyes and rosy lips.

No way. That girl who was Jennie's friend.

"Chaeyoung?" He whispered, her attention on him. She burrowed her eyebrows.

"How do you know me?" She stuttered, afraid.

He took down his mask and it was then she realised. She took a deep breath.

The owner of that voice was Park Jimin.

One of the Elite and her sister's ex boyfriend.