Artist Love Better | Jensoo

Chapter 8: Aftermath

How do they deal with the kiss?

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Jennie closed the door behind her and leaned against it. She took a deep breath and slowly lowered her body to the floor. Leaning her head back, she looked at the ceiling of her loft, trying to organise her thoughts. She felt overwhelmed, confused and guilty. And at the same time, she felt happy - a feeling that she could hardly recognise.

She stood up, walking towards the bedroom area of the loft and stopped in front of a small chest of drawers. Opening the first drawer, she took a framed picture from inside and a small notebook. She looked at the frame and a single tear rolled down her cheek. The brunette fondly caressed the photo, walking towards the bed. She looked at the photo of a beautiful blonde that had a kind smile and golden brown eyes. She sat down, putting the framed picture on the bed by her side and opened the notebook. With another deep breath, she took a pen and started to write.

I am in so much pain and for so, so long.

But now, it feels like the pain is starting to go away.

I met someone. I think you would like her.

Her hair is warm like the sunsets we shared and her eyes are brown like honey.

I am scared and I don't know why.

I don't want to be in pain anymore, and I know you don't want me to be.

I'm so sorry, my love. But I have to let you go. At least, I have to try.

I never had a reason to do this, to let you go. But I feel like now I might do.

Forgive me.

Jennie lowered her head, tears now rolling freely down her cheeks. She closed the notebook and took the framed picture once more. Bringing the frame against her chest, she closed her eyes as she laid down.

"I'm so sorry..." She said in a whisper as the darkness of the loft took over making her slowly drift off into sleep.

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"You did what?"

Lisa sat on the floor of her bedroom as Jisoo paced around.

"I lost my fucking mind, Lali. I don't know why I did it. I just turned around and there she was, an inch away from me and I just... Oh man... She probably thinks I'm a creep or something."

"Wait up unnie, hold the fuck up!" Lisa stood up and closed the bedroom door. "You came all the way to my house after your supposedly platonic trip to the nature reserve and just dropped this massive bomb? I don't think so. Tell me everything!"

Jisoo sat down on the edge of her friend's bed. She hardly ever went to Lisa's house, mainly because her older brother, Bambam, was always around and she didn't want to disturb.

Her best friend's room was small but cozy. A single bed was placed against the wall with a bedside table on the left. By the window, a small desk held some books and the girl's laptop. On the other wall, the wardrobe took almost all the space, and what was left was covered with photographs.

"I just went mental, Lali. That's it. I drew her instead of drawing the place, and obviously, she asked to see the drawings which made me feel like a creep. She said she loved them. And fucking hell, I don't know why but when she said that I felt so happy. It doesn't make sense!" Jisoo stood up and started pacing again. "Next thing I know, she is right behind me, like, properly holding me while showing me how to work her camera and every single drop of self control that I had left my body. I could feel her breathing right on the back of my neck, Lisa, and when I turned to show her the picture I took, well, I... I couldn't stop myself. I wanted to kiss her."