Look At Me // Jenlisa

2: Lisa's Penance

Lisa didn't sleep. She spent the rest of the day worried and pacing, waiting for a knock on the door or the cops to arrive to arrest the peeping tom. Her parents would kill her. Seulgi would kill her. Her soccer career would go down the toilet. All because she couldn't control her stupid libido. She hated to think that her intense attraction to Jennie would ultimately be her demise. She couldn't bring herself to go over and apologize. So she waited and waited, but nothing came.

At 5am, an hour earlier than she normally goes running, she finally left the house. She didn't want to chance running into Jennie. She figured the best thing she could do right now was run. Run away from her problems. So she ran. And she kept running, too afraid to stop. She ran farther than she ever had before because she was too terrified to go back home. She ran until she couldn't anymore. Her legs gave out and she nearly collapsed. Still, it wasn't punishment enough for what she had done. Defeated, she began walking back to her doom. When she neared her house she started sprinting again, running into her house and not looking around in case Jennie was anywhere nearby. She ran upstairs, closed and locked her door and made sure the curtains were still closed.

She sat in her room for a bit and was about to call Seulgi when she heard the doorbell ring. She immediately froze, too terrified to answer. She let out a deep sigh and decided it was time to face what she had done. She went downstairs and opened her front door. No one was there, but she found a note taped to the door.

Open your curtains.

She felt the blood drain from her face. She knew it was from Jennie, but couldn't bring herself to do as the note said. Instead, she threw it away and spent the rest of the day watching tv and trying to embrace the denial of what had happened.

•••

The next morning after her run, she came home to find another note on her front door.

Open your curtains. It's what you wanted, isn't it?

She ignored the note once again.

•••

The next morning, she found another note waiting for her.

Fine, if you won't open your curtains, at least text me. You owe me that.

Lisa read the note a few times and traced her fingers along the phone number that Jennie had written down. She had put this off long enough. Jennie was right. She did owe her at least a text.

•••

Jennie sat in her room checking her phone every few minutes. She moved her attention from her phone to Lisa's window and back to her phone, willing her to either text her or open the curtains. Jennie had a few days to really think about everything that happened when Lisa saw her changing through the window. She almost felt stupid because even though she was able to clearly see Lisa in her room, it didn't occur to her that perhaps she should have closed her blinds while changing because there was a very good chance Lisa could see into her room, as well. Then she thought that maybe subconsciously, she left them open on purpose.

Her phone beeped and she instantly started reading the text from Lisa.

Lisa: Jennie, I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am. What I did was wrong on every single level. I had no right to do that and you have no reason to forgive me or want to see me again. Please know that I'll do anything to make it up to you. You are a good, sweet person who didn't deserve this.

Jennie read the text a couple of times. The apology was genuine and heartfelt and Jennie almost wanted to tell her that it was totally okay because she did the exact same thing just a couple days before.