Kill Me Heal Me - JENLISA

Chapter 12

Jennie's POV

Jisoo realized how down and unfocused I was, and it bugged me.

At the moment, I was thankful that Jisoo wouldn't take action, but I also felt anxious because I knew I wouldn't be getting out of this one. I would eventually have to tell her something, and when that time came, I would have already decided.

We got out of the car as soon as we pulled into a parking spot, Jisoo's eyes giving me one last warning before she left me and went after her girlfriend. I puffed out a deep breath, leaning my head against the car, and shut my eyes.

It almost astounded me how my life had devolved into a low-rated soap opera. I never thought in my lifetime any of this would happen to me, but the last month or so has definitely tested me.

While I walked toward my class, I had a few texts from Kai and Nancy asking for my whereabouts. However, I ignored them both because I would stay there until the warning bell rang. I couldn't face them right now, not after having a conversation with my cousin about Kai being up to no good and the high probability that a few of my close friends already knew it.

My first hour would be the worst, considering Lisa was there. I just had to keep my defense strong and not let her words drag me back under the tidal wave. I put on this front as I walked through the classroom door, my infamous resting bitch face on display, no trace of emotion or anything else. I half expected her to be late to class, but of course, luck wasn't on my side. She was sitting in her seat, which was right next to mine.

And as soon as I took my first step into the room, her eyes were on me. Those beautiful eyes of hers that I hadn't been able to get out of my head were looking at me. I felt the electricity spike between us, and I had to look away, for I felt people could've seen these silent connections.

"Good morning, Jennie." Miss Park smiled at me, and I reciprocated the greeting. Surprisingly, she was already in the class.

I darted my eyes down to the floor the rest of the walk to my seat. The tension was heavy, very thick, and dense. I felt it in my bones, my lungs, and my stomach. I felt exposed in her presence; I hadn't seen her since Peniel's birthday party, the night I gave away a piece of myself only to have her heartlessly throw it back in my face.

"We need to talk." Lisa said, only seconds after I began to wonder when the last bell would ring. I ignored her in a brave gesture. "Jennie. Please."

"No, Lisa." I snapped. I remembered my words from that night, the words that meant to hurt her, and I did intend to keep them in place. "I told you that I never wanted to talk to you again or see you, but that's kind of hard with you being in my class."

"I know what you told me." She growled, and I hoped that none of my fellow classmates heard us. This was dangerous territory.

"Keep your voice down." I hissed, my eyes shifting to the other teenagers. "Are you trying to make things ten times worse for me?"

She did look shocked. "Worse for you? Jennie, I'm trying to help you."

I scoffed, on the verge of laughing all together. "Don't start with this. You made it clear how you felt about me last Saturday."

Now she looked crestfallen. Liar. "Jennie, look, I'm trying to explain to you—"

"Don't." I told her. "Because I won't listen."

"Jennie-"

"Alright, everybody, take out your notebooks, and let's start talking about Buddhist monasteries."