Stay

XIII.

11:05 pm.

A petite brunette was pacing back and forth in the kitchen, biting her right thumb and clutching the phone tightly with her other hand.

"Fuck, where the hell is Rosie?" Jennie frustratedly dialed her wife's number for the seventieth time.

After Rosé left the room earlier than her, Jennie quickly bid the doctor goodbye and ran after her, but she was nowhere to be found. Her car was no longer parked in the parking lot and all Jennie could do was cuss.

She tried calling Douglas, but the man was clueless as to where Rosé was. She asked her co-workers and even went to her school to check on her but she was not there.

It's been seven hours since the last time she saw Rosé and she can't help but worry to death, Jennie was in doubt of calling her mom if she was there or if she perhaps know where she was.

"Oh fuck it." Jennie looked for her mom Clara's number and dialed it, after a few rings the woman greeted her in a sleepy voice.

"Is there a problem sweetie? Why are you calling me late at night? I swear to God if Rosie is making you cry, I'm going to whip her ass." The woman threatened and she awkwardly laughed, she wished she could tell their elders that their relationship is on the rocks right now and that maybe they will be hearing a divorcement news soon if this continues.

"Oh mummy, I am so sorry. I thought it was my friend's number. I'm very sorry to wake you up." Jennie made up a lie after getting the hint that Rosé is not with her.

"Oh it's okay sweetie, no worries. You know you can call me anytime, and tell that to your bratty wife too." Clara snickered, earning a soft chuckle from the small brunette.

"Will do mummy, good night. Sorry for disturbing." Jennie said for the last time before dropping the call.

She sat by the dining room, looking at the scattered paper works in front of her that is all due next week.

"Now why is Jisoo not picking up her phone since earlier?" Jennie sighed, slumping down the chair.

"I really hope Rosie's fine."

*ring ring*

"Yes hello, Soo!" Jennie beamed, holding onto her chest.

"Is Rosie with you? How is she? Where are you? What happened? Is she okay?" The small woman bombarded her wife's best friends with countless of questions and Jisoo groaned.

"Listen to me Jen, Chae and I are okay. We are drinking at this outdoor bar, but no worries it's safe, she's safe. I just need to look after her and maybe knock some sense into her. Don't worry too much, I'll drive her home." Jisoo replied, whispering lowly.

"I have to go Jen, Chae didn't know that I will be calling you. Bye!"

"Bu-" And before Jennie could say something more, the line ended, earning a deep sigh from her.

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-ROSÉ-

"Hey, are you okay?" Jisoo said, catching me off guard.

"Chu, what the hell?" I glared at her, and she just smirked.

"Hilarious Chae, you almost fell from the bean bag." Jisoo laughed, sitting on the bean bag beside me.

I was clutching a bottle of cold beer in my one hand, and a piece of chicken tenders on the other one. Never in my entire life did I ever think about getting drunk because of love, but then fate decided that I deserved it.