I Hate You, Don't Leave Me

Chapter 5

A week. That was how long it had been since Lisa had last spoken to Chaeyoung. Ever since Chaeyoung had tried to help Lisa last week, the brunette had started a childish game of ignoring her. No matter what Chaeyoung said, even if she was just asking a simple question, Lisa went on as if the blonde didn't exist. Chaeyoung found that she hated this behavior, not just because of the pettiness of it all, but because she genuinely missed Lisa. She had grown used to the brunette's harsh words and annoying actions in the few days that she had been there, and she was now finding herself a bit lonely without the other girl. It didn't make sense because she had her friends and the other residents, and Lisa was never anything but mean to her, but the feeling was still there all the same.

Chaeyoung jolted awake now at the sound of a rattling cough from across the room, and once she had identified the source of the noise, she found that she wasn't surprised. The previous day, Lisa had stumbled back to the room soaking wet, presumably having stayed out in the rain, and when Chaeyoung asked what had happened, she got no response, as was expected. Now, it would appear that her roommate had gotten a cold from her foolishness, and Chaeyoung couldn't help but feel that it served her right. That's what she got for acting like a kindergartner just to avoid talking to her. The blonde knew that she should just leave Lisa to deal with her sickness on her own, but after ten minutes of simply lying in her bed, trying to decide what to do, her caring side won out, and she got up to help her irritating roommate.

"Do you want me to get you some soup, Lisa?" she asked. "My mom always makes me a nice, warm bowl of chicken noodle soup when I'm sick."

She received no response, and she wondered why she had even expected one in the first place after the way that Lisa had been acting all week. Since she had only been trying to help the other girl, Chaeyoung had thought that Lisa might make an exception for this, but it seemed as if she wanted nothing more to do with the blonde. Chaeyoung felt something akin to hurt bubble up inside of her at this thought. She wondered why this might be, but she pushed this curiosity away before she could come up with an undesirable answer. She was just about to leave the room and head downstairs to breakfast when she heard Lisa mumble an answer. "I'm not sick."

Chaeyoung smiled in spite of herself at the fact that Lisa had finally answered her, even if it was just to insist that she was fine. The blonde wasn't falling for it though, and she decided to tell the brunette as much. "Lisa, I heard you coughing. You're sick, and it's not surprising considering you stayed out in the rain yesterday. You came in looking like a drowned rat."

Lisa said nothing in response to this, clearly having no valid argument and seemingly no more care to argue. Chaeyoung didn't know what else she could say, so she decided to go back to her original question. "I'm going down to breakfast now. Do you want me to bring you back some soup?"

Lisa rolled over. "No. I can go to breakfast myself."

"You never go to breakfast unless you get up early enough to beat the others. They'll already be down there now, and there's no way you're just going to show up like that," Chaeyoung called her roommate's bluff.

"I'm going," Lisa insisted.

Chaeyoung rolled her eyes. She should've known that Lisa would be stubborn like this. She knew that she should try harder to get Lisa to stay in bed because that's really what would be best for the other girl, but she also knew that there was no arguing with the feisty brunette once she set her mind on something.

Chaeyoung was just about to turn around and walk out the door when Lisa pushed herself into a sitting position, swaying dizzily, eyes unfocused. Chaeyoung was by her side in an instant. "Lisa, just lie back down. I'll—"