Lisa's POV
It's good to be back.
"Park Chaeyoung! Faster!" I yelled, carrying my sleeping son in one hand and carrying their emergency bag in the other hand.
We're finally back in Korea.
"Wait a minute! I'm looking for my snacks!" She yelled back.
I sighed and went to the SUV that was waiting for us. Jennie is already inside, feeding Ella. Irene is with Seulgi, who would stay until the burial. Wendy and Jisoo are staying too. Sunmi was left in New York because she needed to work.
My bruises and cuts are not healed yet, but my eyes are not swollen anymore and the cut on my eyebrow and lips are not visible.
"Are you comfortable with your position?" I asked as I sat beside her. She nodded, just throwing me a glance before turning back to Ella. It was so awkward that minutes of waiting for Rosé felt like days. I feel like Jennie's been avoiding talking to me after I told her it's my fault that her mother died. But she never cried after at the hospital.
Finally, Rosé went in with the bag of snacks she took time to find. I grabbed jellies, getting my hand slapped by her. I glared at her and she glared back.
"At Park's residence, Bruce," I told the chauffeur, who nodded and started the engine. "Come on, just one."
Rosé sighed heavily and handed me two jellies. I handed the one to Jennie and teared the other using my mouth because I am holding my son in one hand.
"We're here, Ms. Lisa," Bruce spoke out when the car stopped in front of Park's house.
"Bye, thank you. Bye Jen," Rosé said, getting out of the car. I also went out, helping her get her things at the back. Alice went out of their house, thanking me as she took some of Rosé's things and cooing at my son for a while.
"Such a cute little boy!"
"Hello Jennie!" She greeted, waving. I heard a reply from Jennie and that's when Alice went inside with Rosé, but not after thanking us for the last time.
I went back in, taking the milk from the bag because Jake, as they called him, started crying. I can't believe they're almost three months already.
"Hey, shhh," I whispered softly, rocking him a bit as he sucked on the bottle eagerly. "At my house now."
"Hey," I whispered again when he let go of the bottle and started wailing.
"Give him to me," Jennie said, handing Ella to me. I carefully took her from her and handed Jake to her.
I rocked Ella, who immediately slept. When we arrived at the house, I put Ella to my bed first because I still needed to put their crib in one of the guest rooms beside my room.
I was reassembling the cribs and pack n play when Jennie went in. I glanced at her, giving her a smile before doing the task in hand.
"What is it, love?" I asked, stopping when she sat down at the chair at the corner.
"When can I go to my mother's wake?" She asked, playing the changing table that has Ella's name on it.
"Oh. We can go now. We can just drop the twins off to one of your friends," I told her, approaching her.
"Ok. I'll talk to them," She said, standing up and leaving the room to give her friends a call.
I sighed and proceeded to assemble the cribs and pack n play. Just as I'm done, Jennie went in again.
"We can drop them off to Sana and Tzuyu," She said. I nodded and went to get their emergency bag.
"Let's go," I called out as I carried Sky. I put him in the infant car seat with a base at the backseat of my car before doing the same at Ella on the other side.
When I was sure they were safe, I went in the driver's seat and drove off to the direction Jennie told me.
After we dropped them off, I drove to her mother's wake.
"Shit. We can't go there," I exclaimed when I saw many paparazzi and reporters waiting.
"Let's go," Jennie was out of the car before I could even stop her.
"Wait! Love! Shit!" I ran to her and pulled her, but she was so persistent.
"Please, this is my mother's funeral," She begged, glaring at me. I sighed and gritted my teeth before leading her to the entrance where many paparazzi and reporters were waiting.
"Jennie Kim and Lisa Manoban!" Someone yelled that made them turn to us. Shit. I hugged Jennie from the side so that no one could push her. Camera flashes are everywhere and we're being pushed.
I used my hand to protect her eyes from the flashes since I know she hates it so much. She started gripping the hem of my shirt while I led the way.
Where the fuck are the securities?
"Is it true that the two of you are engaged?"
I huffed. "Get out of the way!" I yelled when I felt Jennie's hold tightening at my shirt.
"What is the real reason for Rebecca Kim's death?"
"Why did you and Kim Seokjin fight?"
"How do you feel about making the mother and daughter your fiancé?"
"How does it feel to be engaged to your mother's ex fiancé, Jennie Kim?"
I gritted my teeth to stop myself from punching the guy who said that. The last thing I want right now is to add a reason for Jennie to hate me for making a scene at her mother's funeral.
Finally, we managed to get in. The guards were just there, waiting at the door. What the actual fuck!
"Don't just stand there! You should have protected us! My fiancé almost fell because we're being pushed!"
"I'm sorry, Ms. Manoban." They bowed apologetically. I scoffed and went inside with Jennie.
She's crying as she knelt. The first time she cried was at the hospital. I kneeled beside her, closing my eyes. After that, I hugged Jennie from the side. Her body is shaking and she's muttering 'mum'.
I patted her back as she hugged one of my arms and used it to cry.
When Irene and the other's arrived, I scooted closer to Jennie to give them space.
It's almost night when Jennie stood up. I thought she wanted to go home but what she said was the opposite.
"Can I borrow your car? I want to go somewhere," She said. I raised my eyebrows in confusion.
"It's already dark outside," I said, glancing outside.
"I just want to stroll," She reasoned out.
"I can come with you."
"Lisa, please!" She cried out. I hesitantly handed her the car keys, sighing when she left.
Jennie's POV
I drove Lisa's car to where my mind leads me. I don't even know where. I was crying the whole time I drove.
I thought it wouldn't hurt much. I thought it wouldn't because I still hate her. But it does. It hurts as much as when dad left. It still hurts to let go of them.
When the car stopped, I found myself standing near a cliff, in a forest, far from the high buildings. I kneeled down, looking at the beautiful lights coming from the city.
My lips shook again, not because of the cold. I thought there's no tears anymore. I'm always wrong.
I screamed, fisting my hands at the grassy ground.
"Mum! Dad! Gran!" I screamed, looking up at the sky full of stars. It's upsetting to see how bright it was. So bright while I'm here, covered in darkness. "Come back!"
Everything they said came rushing back.
"Aw. You're still a crybaby. That's why it's hard to leave," Dad cooed as I cried, hugging his one leg to stop him from going to his business meeting out of the country.
"So don't leave! I'm a crybaby, you can't leave me," I begged. But still, he left. And little did I know it was the last day I would see him.
"Stop being a crybaby, Jen. It will be hard to leave if you continue that," Gran scolded but the softness in her eyes told me she's not mad.
"Stop saying that! Dad said that before left!"
"Promise Gran that you will stop being a crybaby."
"I don't want to! You will leave me if I do!"
"I love you, my precious granddaughter!"
"Aw. You're still a crybaby, how could I ever leave you?" That word. That word again. Two people have said it to me and one died. It's pissing me off.
"I'm still a crybaby! How could you leave me?" I yelled, sobbing at the ground. "I'm not independent enough! Come back! I need you, please! Any of you! Dad! Gran! Mum! Please, any of you..."
"Please! I need someone!" I yelled, stomping my feet in frustration. I can't live without any of you guiding me, please.
I stood up and looked down at the cliff. Many questions ran through my mind as I looked down. How deep is this? Would I die if I fell? Of course I know the answer to that question. But is there water down there? How dark is it down there?
But those questions were cut off when someone pulled me away from it.
"What the fuck are you thinking?" Her voice. She sounded mad. "You can't just go there and look down at that cliff as if you're thinking of jumping down! You still have a family here! You have me! Our children!"
"I'm not planning to jump off," I mutter, not looking at her. For some reasons, I'm not mad at her. I can't be mad at her even though she told me it's her fault that my mum died. I know it isn't. She promised me one thing and I know she tried hard to fulfil it but she was powerless at that moment.
"Please don't do that again. You scared me," She whispered, burying her face on my neck as she cried. Her body is shaking. "I thought I would lose you. I can't lose you. Not you, too."
In those words, I felt her anxiety. She's not as strong as she showed. And this is what I love the most. She's showing her true self now.
"I would never leave you."
Chapter end
Lol, everything is political now. By the way, vote who you think is worthy. Don't be swayed by haters.