The Wounds

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Lisa sat waiting on the girl's floor, thumbing with her hands as she did. 

Did she want to let go of Lisa? 

Did she want to tell her to leave her life completely?

Did she wa-

"Lisa."

Lisa jumped slightly at the voice.

Was her voice always this raspy?

"Ye-yeah?"

Jennie smiled slightly, shaking her head as she sat opposite the girl with a first aid kit in her hands. 

She took out a small bottle of alcohol solution and a couple of cotton pads, along with a needle and thread.

Lisa gulped slightly at the sight of the needle, as the other girl wet a cotton pad with the solution.

"This is gonna hurt a bit Lis."

She dabbed the cotton on Lisa's cut lip, making her flinch but stay put. Not wanting this to go on any longer.

She focused anywhere other than Jennie's plump lips, the way they parted when she breathed slightly, the warmth of her breath, the minty smell that blew up into Lisa nose. 

Why would she even focus on that?

"Done. I gotta stitch it up now"

Lisa stiffened, and shook her head

"No fucking way. Don't touch me with that knife"

Jennie held in her laugh as she looked at Lisa's distraught face

"It's a needle. And it only needs like 2 stitches. I'll even count them out loud"

Lisa went to protest once more, but Jennie placed her hand over Lisa's. Stopping any communication

"Just look into my eyes as I do it. I promise, I'll make it short"

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