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Jennie's POV
The cold air hit me as I stood outside in the garden in the morning.
It's my usual habit. Waiting for her.
I never really felt myself being me after my sister's death leaving my parents to leave me all alone in this big mansion.
No one dared to speak to me in years and I preferred it that way. I hate everything and everyone.
All my friends didnt bother to ask if I was okay, or what I was doing until they completely forgot about me.
I'm invisible.
My life wasnt like that if she was around.
I hate you Jisoo. Of course your the favourite child everyone loves. And after your death, my parents left me because "im the serial killer"
I was nothing but a miserable shadow in their eyes.
You should have died long ago. You should have never been born. Favourites is a thing in this world and unfortunately your one of them.
That's when I felt her hit me deep inside. Without thinking, I screamed ontop of my lungs.
None of the neighbours cared anymore about this daily routine. I would always scream when I felt her presence.
Until I fell dizzy, losing consciousness and fell to the floor.
~.~
"Jennie..? Jennie..?" The voices spat over and over in my head until I felt a strong feel in my head. Who is he?
"If you don't mind me, I'm going to take some food from the fridge!" He whispered happily as he ran away giving me the opportunity to rise up.
I took the knife in my cupboard and made my way to my kitchen.
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!?" I screamed as the figure turned around hands up.
That face? It looks so similar?
"Jennie! It's me Lee Taeyong!" He spoke as memories flashed by me.
Immediately, I threw the knife on the wall and ran toward Taeyong and hugged him tightly.
Until he started getting dizzy and giving me all the pressure.
"Jennie, I would love to talk to you... but... lock me in a room and stay away." He said as he basically fell on me.
~.~
I didn't know what to do. It's been 4 years since I had someone had met me, talked me, and touched me.
How am I supposed to help him!?
"Hello... Taeyong?" I asked poking his milky skin as I layed him on my bed.
After a while Taeyong finally opened his eyes turned his head fully towards me.
He looked at me with deep passion, his eyes were cold dark brown. And that smirk, I just wanted to wipe it off his face.
"Taeyong! Your awake! Oh my I thought you were hurt... phew." Suddenly I felt the urge to check his temperature which is what i did until i felt his strong arm push me down on the bed, making him hover above me.
"Who are you my beautiful?" Taeyong spoke in such dominance.
"Taeyong... hello? Dont you remember me?"
"Tell me beautiful? How did we meet?" He spoke again as he bent down to my neck, literally breathing on my weak spot.
"Taeyong..Let go of me.." I whispered scaredly.
He didn't even move, nothing. I was known as the "ghost girl" or the "serial killer" but Taeyong didn't dare to move.
"Taeyong?" He asked confused as he shook his head.
"LET GO OF ME" With all my strength, I pushed the man off me and ran towards the door. Shakingly, I finally opened the door and rushed out.
Was I about to get raped?
Not far behind me, Taeyong or whoever he is was chasing me. He started pushing glass to the floor as it smashed into tiny pieces.
I finally found a small storage room as I ran and locked myself in it. Breathing in and out, I prayed for a happy ending then murder.
"Jennie! Jennie! Its me Taeyong! Sorry if I scared you.." Taeyong spoke in such a deep voice but seemed convincing to me.
"I-I"
"Open the door.. I want to help you."
Slowly, creeping towards the door, I opened it a peep to find Taeyong aggressively pushing the door and grabbing me, pining me to the wall.
"You think you can get way, babygirl? Mhm?" He spoke in such dominance as I stared in his eyes.
"Y-Your not Taeyong!" I screamed as he held my wrists and squeezed it tightly leaving me in hurt.
I knew I shouldn't have let Taeyong in. He's changed more than anything!? I should have never cared for anyone and just kept everything to myself.
"Aren't I?" He spoke which he slowly went quiet as it looked like something hit him hard and he started to shake leaving him to drop on the floor.
"T-Taeyong!?" I crouched down on the floor to feel his temperature again to find him burning hot.
Should I leave him or not?
The body slowly started to move as a delicate voice spoke, "J-Jennie..." He said quietly. This is Taeyong.
"Jennie... I came here to help you,.,..." He spoke this time gently as he started snatching my hand and caressing it.
"No! Taeyong I need to help you!
But..
You need to tell me the truth first."
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