The Siren's Light ✔️

Finale

"I'll find you Jennie, I promise,"

"Lisa!!" I yell out as I hastily sit up with my hand on my heaving chest. I quickly look around and felt my heart beating in anticipation as I heard rushed footsteps making its way to my room. But seeing as it was Rosé rushing in, I had suddenly exploded in loud cries as I buried my face in my hands.

"Oh my God Jen!" Rosé quickly sits beside me and embraces me with her hand wrapped around my neck. I quickly removed my hand off my face and then wrapped around her waist as I buried my face into her neck to muffle my cries.

It was as if I was finally grieving over my fathers death and losing Lisa all at the same time and it hurt. Oh how it hurt.

"She's gone Rosie! She left me!" I cry out as I held onto her tighter. Rosé sighs and sniffles lightly as she began to rub soothing circles on my back,

"Jisoo is out there right now looking for her okay?" Rosé reassures. But how can I feel any type of reassurance when it's already been a week since I last saw her. When I woke up the next day all I found was a note from her awful but cute hand writing that said 'I'm sorry.'

"What if she's really gone Rosie? What if she turned back into a Siren and forgot all about me?" I whimper out. Rosé pulls back and immediately placed her hand on my tear stained cheeks,

"We have a week left okay? And I don't think she will, considering the fear she has for the sea," Rosé says. I sigh and cry softly,

"If she did then why isn't she here with me right now?" I ask. I wanted Lisa with me. I wanted her to hold me and tell me everything is going to be okay. I needed Lisa because,

I love her.

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"Hello?"

"Mom," I whisper out through the phone as I laid on my bed staring blankly at the ceiling. I felt empty.

"What's wrong baby?" My mother immediately asks. I remain silent for a moment and sighed as another tear rolled down my cheek,

"I remember," I whisper.

"What? I can't hear you," she says. I gulp down a cry,

"I remembered how dad died," I stated a little louder. I hold in my breath as the line went silent.

"How?" My mother asks lightly, but I could hear the tremble in her voice. I let out a long breath while wiping my tear,

"It doesn't matter. Why didn't you tell me?" I asked. I bite my lip as my mother remained silent once again before sighing in defeat. I hear a screech of a chair scraping the wooden floor indicating that she was probably sitting down now,

"The police told me when they found you and your father laying lifeless on the beach they had thought you were also dead. But you had jumped up screaming and crying so they had to immediately sedate you. And when I went to the hospital to see you, you looked so lifeless baby. You were tossing and turning and mumbling words. You were even begging to forget and crying in your sleep that I couldn't find the heart to tell you how your dad died after finding out you had amnesia," my mother explains. I could hear sniffling.

"And you made it easier for me when you never asked how he died. You just accepted it," she says. I clench my eyes tightly as more tears continue to roll down my eyes. I sit up and lean my back against bed rest while placing a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"Mom," I call out. She hums in response while sniffling lightly.

"Why did you say Lisa looked familiar to you?" I asked. My mother sniffs and dryly chuckles,