Rockstar Madness - Jenlisa

Chapter 11

Lisa's POV

We're back at my house 'cause Jennie insisted that she wants to take care of me, since I took care of her a while ago.

"Aren't your parents going to look for you?" I asked her while removing my shoes and replacing them with my nike slides. I went in front of her, kneeled down and untied her shoes as well and gave her another pair of my slides.

"I told my mom that I would be sleeping over here. She was worried at first, but she agreed anyways." She says, and went over to give me a hug.

I chuckled and hug her back, "What's with you hm?" I looked down and saw her pouting while looking at me.

"I'm hungry." Then her stomach started grumbling. I gave her a grin and started laughing. "Lisayah!" She said while stomping her feet like a kid.

I held her hand and walked to my kitchen, pulling her with me. "Okay okay, my small baby." She slapped my back and started whining again. Cutie.

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Jennie was looking at me with a straight face, "So you're telling me, you have a really nice big kitchen. A refrigerator full of different types of food, yet you don't know how to cook??"

I nodded at her guiltily, "I don't really cook. My mother does though, but my parents are rarely at home." I scratched the back of my head.

"So if they aren't home, who cooks for you? You're breakfast before going to school? Your dinner?" She asked me curiously.

I sighed, "No one. I sometimes eat cereals for my breakfast, but most of the time I eat at school. For my dinner, I eat outside. It doesn't really matter though, I'm used to it." I forced a smile. She's looking at me softly with pity in her eyes. I looked away, keeping myself from crying. I don't want her to see me as a weak person. I can't. My friends, they rarely see me cry. The last time that they did, it was when my parents didn't came home for a whole year because they were "too busy". After that, I don't cry in front of other people anymore. I can't cry. Not in front of anyone, especially Jennie.

I suddenly felt her thumbs wiping something from my cheek. I realized I was already crying in front of her. I moved away, turned around and wiped them myself. So harshly that I forgot that I was injured making myself cry out in pain. I didn't stopped though.

I continued wiping my face as if it would stop my tears from flowing, as if it would stop my heart from hurting.

"Lisa. Stop that. You're hurting yourself." She took a hold of my hands and moved them down my sides. I looked down and silently cried. I can't let her see me like this. Not after comforting her when she was crying.

Jennie hugged me, I buried my face on the crook of her neck, while she was rubbing my back. Our situation took a 180 degree turn. "You can cry. I'm here for you as much as you're here for me okay? If ever you're feeling too much, you can talk to me. Hmm?" I nodded my head and continued feeling her comfort.

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After all that crying, Jennie offered to cook for the both of us. She asked me for my favorite food and immediately cooked it. I would have helped her, but I know for sure that I would burn the kitchen down.

I instead, prepared the table. I took one of my mom's fine kitchenware that she never uses. Ha! Might as well use this as a revenge for not being at home.

Jennie finished cooking the gamjatang(Spicy pork bone stew) and kimchi fried rice, and placed it on the table. It smells so good, I can feel my mouth already watering. I didn't even realized that I was hungry until she started cooking.