Bullies with benefits - Chaelisa (converted)

PART 31

I swear, the capped girl beside the one who's covering herself with a newspaper awfully looks like Alice—but I haven't seen her since that night so I could be wrong.

"Hey can I ask you a question?" Momo asks me, scooping a spoonful of rice as we happily eat our meals that are now for free because of the accident. 

Smirking, I giggle. "Isnt that what we've been doing for the past hour?" I fire back innocently with a tilt of my head as Momo bites on her lower lip.

  "Touche Lisa." She jokes back as we laugh along.

"But uhm, what did you do to Chaeyoung to make her so mean to you all the time?" she asks, furrowing her eyebrows in wonder. "Like—from what I heard from Yeri—you never even had a minute conversation that didn't involve slushies with the Captain." 

I smile weakly and tuck my lose hair behind my ear. "I—I don't know actually—" I start off, playing with my drink with the use of my straw. "I've been asking myself the same thing for years." 

"For years?" Momo asks, sipping her cool iced tea. 

Nodding my head, I sigh. "Yeah—ever since we met in kindergarten, she's been bullying me like there's no tomorrow." I joke, trying to make light of the conversation as images of a mini-Chaeyoung comes swirling through my head. "I just—I just said hi to her and asked if I can swing on the swing next to her when—before I know it, she's pushing me to the sandbox." 

Momo's eyes widen in surprise. "She did that? In kindergarten?" 

I laugh, amused as well. "Yeah." I mutter, shrugging my shoulders. "I just wanted to make friends with her and swing together but she—she pushed me away." 

Smiling sadly at me, Momo reaches out to hold my hand. "I bet it was because she was a grumpy kid." She jokes, trying to lighten me up but it's not even half-working because for years I've been asking—wondering—assuming—processing why Chaeyoung pushed me away. Why she didn't want me to swing with her and why she didn't say hi back to me. If she did all those things, I'm pretty sure our situations would be different now and it doesn't hurt more than it already is when I remember Joy laughing at me as I lay flat on sandbox beside Chaeyoung. 

I guess it was always Joy from the very start.

  "Still grumpy now." I comment, letting go of our hands as I wipe my sweaty digits on the sleeves of my sweater. "But enough of th—"

  "It's a good thing you didn't sleep with her then." Momo says, cutting my words and my thoughts as I stare at her, agape. My jaw's nearly down the floor and I'm pretty sure I'm as pale as a snowball as I let her words sink in. 

What? 

Momo doesn't catch my blank-shocked face though, as she laughs, rolls her eyes and shuffles closer in her seat, flicking her hair to the side. "Like, I'm honestly giving props to you for not sleeping with her." She goes on, chuckling with a wink as if to say good job girl. 

Did Chaeyoung tell her something? Why does it seem like she knows something I don't? And what does she mean by me not going to sleep with her? Momo shouldn't know about that night, heck—no one but Chaeyoung and I should know, she told me to keep it a secret. 

"W-What are you talking about?" I ask, gulping hard as I feel my heart beating erratically out of my rib cage. 

Momo gives me this sympathetic look. "I know—" she starts, sighing. "I know about that night, when Chaeyoung tried to have sex with you? And you didn't go through with it by climbing out the window? Smart choice, Lisa." She tells me, nodding her head as I clench my wooden chair tightly with all the strength I could muster, feeling my head start to ache.