In Another Life[JenLisa]

XXVI|Come Back Home|

No One's POV*

It's been 2 weeks since Jennie and Lisa last saw and spoke to each other. Somehow, their siblings are still unaware. Jennie is slowly gaining the courage to go back and visit Lisa to talk to her. She hopes that after her little speech, Lisa would have thought carefully about the actions she chose. That she would have regretted everything and be ready to apologize to Jennie. But what Jennie wanted a little more was for Lisa to be the one to visit her. But she understands if Lisa thinks she might push her away so she let it be.

However other than their relationship, something weird has been going on with Jennie nowadays. Her immune system has decrease immensely and she seemed to have been getting sick more easily lately.

For the first week she got a fever that kept on going on and off. Besides that, she's been having nausea lately and vomiting has been a part of her daily routine nowadays.

Chaeng insisted on bringing her for a check-up but Jennie knew that it would only worry Jisoo unnie. So she stayed in her room and Chaeng would take care of her when Jisoo wasn't home.

As on Lisa's side, she hasn't been doing anything but different. Instead, she's gotten worse ever since the day Jennie left her side. I mean Ofc she would. Her only happiness is now gone and she has no strength and determination to get her back.

She has been popping pills regularly. Drinking till her throat catches on fire. And smoking till her lungs felt black. She always cries and spaces out while doing so. Despite the tears running down her face, the expression she put on with the tears were always blank. Always empty.

She stares blankly to the wall with an empty mind.

Not knowing what to do with her life anymore. Not being able to find any meaning to live it any longer. And when that moment of clarification crosses her mind, only in the end will she burst out into loud and heavy sobs.

She was slowly dying. Slowly and plainly killing herself. Physically, because she was already emotionally and mentally hurt. Emotionally and mentally broken. She was already dead inside basically.

Sometimes Lisa would stare out the window, her gaze landing on the lake where she had many lovely memories of swimming with the love of her life.

She remembers the long bathes they took together when she gazes through the toilet.

The times where they would cuddle on the area outside at night for a Fresh Breeze.

Finally, She'd land her eyes on the bed where they made love countless times. On the bed where they cuddle. On the bed where they slept side by side. The bed where most of their love was poured out onto.

But now?

It's empty.

For Lisa, it's missing Jennie. It's missing her weight, the scent of Jennie is slowly fading from the sheets. Now Lisa can only hug the clothes that Jennie left over.

But now, the only thing present on the pillows of their bed was Lisa's tears that she let out every night to put herself to sleep.

Sometimes she would be smiling in her sleep but then again wake up with sad eyes only to realize that it's all just an innocent dream.

And being drunk all the time doesn't make anything better for Lisa. Thinking she'll forget her problems for a brief moment, it doesn't work like that for her mind.

Instead, she'll think of even more dangerous things.

Lisa's POV*

I lay on the ground just outside our cabin. With a bottle of vodka in my hand, I stared up in the sky that displayed beautiful stars. Then I remembered something...