𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒅 𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 ~ 𝑱𝒆𝒏𝑳𝒊𝒔𝒂 𝑭𝒂𝒏 𝑭𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

nineteen

"Oh- Sorry Madam.," Chaeyoung whispered, looking down in shame. Jennie grinned cheekily at her before retiring back to her room.
"Now you." the posh voice said. Rosie looked up at the woman and widened her eyes.
"Jisoo?" she said in disbelief. Jisoo walked up to her and snatched the keys from her hand and locked the doors.
"Chaeyoung, you know you're not allowed in there." Jisoo stated, making Rosie cross her arms and frown."
"Aren't you supposed to be taking care of heaven?" Chaeyoung asked, Jisoo paused for a while before shaking her head 'no'.

"Come with me, we need to discuss something," Jisoo said, grabbing Chaeyoung's forearm and dragging her into a small room with only two chairs and a table.

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"So? What did you want to talk about?" Chaeyoung asked, intertwining her fists into a ball together. Jisoo smiled and gave her a sweet smile.
"I know you want Lalisa back. But it'll be harder than expected." she said, Chaeyoung tilted her head to the side, confused. Jisoo stiffled a giggle at her cuteness and sighed again.
"Basically, you know that room you went to enter?"

"If you actually went in there, you could've ended up like Lalisa."
"Jisoo?"
"Yeah?"
"We're already dead, but where is Lalisa now? She died twice, once on earth and once in heaven." she asked, Jisoo's eyes expanded in shock.
"What?"
"Where did Lalisa actually go, Jisoo?"

"Oh um well-" Jisoo coughed, she stood up and put one palm on the desk in a panicked state.
"See you later, I have to go somewhere!" she rapidly spoke, leaving Chaeyoung in the room, furrowing her eyebrows in annoyance.

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Chaeyoung walked on the grass in the palace gardens, looking up into the air and walking around aimlessly. She closed her eyes and stood deep in thought for a brief while.
"What actually happened? Why isn't Jisoo telling me?" Chaeyoung muttered, looking down at her intertwined fingers. She stopped in her tracks in front of an oak tree-

"Lalisa's favourite." she smiled, caressing the hard timber with her fingers slowly. Chaeyoung sighed in sadness,
"I will find whoever leaked those photos and ruin them no matter what I do." she cursed under her breath the whole way around the garden.

The soft ruffling of leaves alerted her, she turned around and stared at the woman with platinum blonde hair and a cheeky smirk plastered on her doll-like face, almost copying Lalisa's features.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Chaeyoung snarled, stepping closer to the smirking blonde that stood unfazed.
"I thought it was obvious." the blonde whispered in Chaeyoung's ear, making her shiver. The slightly taller woman pushed her away and glared at her as the other took her hand.
"Hey!" Chaeyoung whined, plodding behind Annabelle, making her grin.
"Hurry up slow poke." she said, Chaeyoung groaned and picked up her pace.

--

Annabelle pulled her into a deserted area of the old, dusty library, leaving Chaeyoung shook.
"H-How did you know about this place?.. Only Jennie and- her.. know about this." Chaeyoung said, her mouth wide open, Annabelle scoffed and grinned.
"I have my ways." she whispered, loud enough for Chaeyoung to hear.

"Just follow me, Park, it's not that hard." she said, Chaeyoung's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as she trailed behind Annabelle under one of the box piles.
Chaeyoung's skin crawled eerily on her body, making her shiver, and goosebumps raised on her forearms at the dampness underneath the cardboard boxes.

"We need to talk, Chaeyoung." Annabelle said, motioning for Chaeyoung to go in front of her, her back now facing the wall of boxes. Annabelle inched closer and held a hand behind her back, smirking. Chaeyoung whined and attempted to push her by her chest, only making her smirk deeper.
"Aish! Personal space!" Chaeyoung exclaimed, tilting her head away.

Suddenly, a small hand found her waist, bringing her closer. She leaned in, the bottom of her body now not visible, only her waist and up. Chaeyoung tried to avoid eye contact, looking anywhere but her face. Annabelle took Chaeyoung's chin and made her face meet hers.
"Oh Chaeyoung." Annabelle whispered, admiring Chaeyoung's face.

A small smile tugged on Annabelle's face as she leaned forwards and her hand behind her back now facing Chaeyoung.
"You should know not to trust anyone." Annabelle smirked, pressing a sharp, metal object on Chaeyoung's stomach.
"What.." Chaeyoung whispered, almost barely audible even to the sharpest of listeners.

An unbearable, sharp pain erupted in Rosie's stomach, making her groan and fall to her knees, clutching her stomach in pain. Her once clean hands, stained with dark red blood which fell like a waterfall. She winced in pain and broke out, salty tears streaming down her face as she watched Annabelle who looked crazily amused at the sight of her bleeding to death,

Annabelle smirked and dropped the object in front of Chaeyoung, the tall woman felt small in her gaze, full of fear and pain which engulfed her almost immediately.

Chaeyoung wasn't the smartest, nor the sharpest thinker,

But then it hit her.

She'd been stabbed.

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hey guys remember to stay at home even though i literally moved cities today for the dumbest reason but dont do what i did because im an idiot ok.  stay at home in bed with food because that's the best