(Lisa pov)
"Stop!"
Lisa awoke and sat up in her bed. She swore she could have heard something, but it was probably just a dream.
Her phone was still in her hand from that night. She must have fallen asleep while reading their texts. Lisa checked the time and was relieved seeing it was only one in the morning.
After setting her phone on the nightstand, she closed her eyes and began drifting back off to sleep. That was until she heard a thump.
Then another one, even louder than before.
"What are those stupid cats up to?" Lisa sighed getting up. She opened her door and peered left noticing her mom's door was closed.
Suddenly, both Leo and Luca darted past Lisa's feet and took off down the hall. "Weird." She stated before starting to close her door to return to bed.
But before she could fully close it, she heard a sink running. Lisa opened the door again and looked right, down the stairs.
It was coming from the kitchen.
Lisa quietly walked down the stairs. If her mom was asleep and the cats couldn't turn on faucets, then it could only be-
"Chaeyoung?"
The brunette's figure stood over the sink. It looked like she was washing her arms. Why would she be washing her arms?
Oh my god.
"Chaeyoung!"
"I'm sorry." She sobbed. "I'm so sorry."
Lisa wrapped her arms around her from behind. She reached down, removing the knife from her hands and brought her down to the floor.
She was crying, profusely. Her entire body shaking. Lisa looked over her wounds from over Chaeyoung's shoulder.
Chaeyoung had tried to wash the blood away, but the bleeding wasn't stopping. At least not from her fresh cuts.
Luckily, Lisa got to her before she could cut too deep. In fact, Chaeyoung didn't cut herself too badly. As if she-
"I d-din't want t-to." She cried. Lisa stuffed her head down into her neck and held Chaeyoung's arms up to the brunette's own chest.
Making sure she couldn't do anything with them while Chaeyoung's head hung low in front of her.
"You're alright. I have you." Lisa spoke, muffled from being against her neck, and lightly crying from shock.
"It hu-rts. I-I can't b-breath." Chaeyoung was struggling. Lisa could feel it.
"Let's go to my room."
Chaeyoung immediately turned around once Lisa stood them up. She put her arms around Lisa's neck and stuffed her face into it.
Lisa continued doing the same with hers, while her arms wrapped around her.
She held them there before lifting Chaeyoung up bridal and carrying her up the stairs and through her room to the bathroom.
Lisa sat Chaeyoung down on the side of the bathtub and brushed the hairs away from her face. "You come to me remember? I'm here for you. Always."
Chaeyoung just nodded while her tears still fell. The blood on her one arm streaming down and trickling off her elbow.
Luckily, her other arm seemed okay. Lisa reached down and looked over Chaeyoung's arm and hand. It was the one she used to punch the window out with.
It's cuts had reopened under the bandages, bleeding again. And there were a couple fresh ones from the kitchen knife.
Her hand was also swollen and red. Lord those thumping sounds, she must have been punching it.
Lisa gave her a sad look through her still teary eyes as she turned around.
"Please d-don't leave me." Chaeyoung whispered, catching her breath between cries.
Lisa quickly turned back around to her and cupped her face. "I would never Chaeyoung. Never."
Chaeyoung looked to her and began to sob again. Lisa lifted Chae's arms around her neck, not caring about the blood as she brought Chae back into an embrace.
"I need to clean your arms." She whispered to her as she ran her hand up and down the brunette's back. "I have an aid kit in here."
Lisa pulled herself out of the hug and looked to her. Chaeyoung nodded as she closed her eyes tight and cried through closed lips.
And her lips. They were stained red. "Oh Chaeyoung." She sighed. "Your lips."
Lisa cupped her face again, using her thumb to pull Chaeyoung's lips apart a bit.
Even with the blood, they were so soft. Lisa watched as Chaeyoung stared at her. Lisa had to push any other types of thoughts or feelings away as she inspected them.
"Give me a minute and I'll have you cleaned up."
Chaeyoung nodded again. Lisa quickly went under her sink and brought up the first aid kit. Thank the lord her mom was a nurse.
She quickly brought out a spray that seals the open skin and bandages. She made room on the counter and waved Chaeyoung over.
The brunette began to get up but started to sway immediately. Lisa dropped everything onto the counter and rushed over, grabbing her.
Chaeyoung steadied herself in Lisa's arms, gripping her shirt tightly. Lisa watched as she regained control and nodded to her. Meaning she was okay.
Lisa led them over and turned Chaeyoung around. Lisa looked her in her eyes as she lifted her up and placed her on the counter.
The blonde had to admit, she was staring at her for far longer than she should. It felt like both Chaeyoung and herself had stopped everything.
Lisa wasn't sniffling. Chaeyoung wasn't crying. They just stared into each other's eyes as Lisa leaned into her.
Still close from Lisa setting her there. Chaeyoung arms still hanging loosely on her waist.
The only thing that brought Lisa out of her trance was the blood dripping off Chaeyoung and on to her foot.
That snapped her right back into reality.
"It may hurt." Lisa whispered while slowly moving her gaze off of Chaeyoung and to the soap. She turned on the faucet and looked back to Chae.
"It c-can't hurt any w-worse."
(Chae pov)
Lisa closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Chaeyoung watched her as she did. Even though everything was still blurry, magically, Lisa was not.
She was clear as day.
"Tell me where it hurts." Lisa said. Her eyes still closed as she was noticeably keeping herself calm.
"Everywhere." Chae whispered.
Lisa opened her eyes and looked at her. Those damn eyes. Chaeyoung had just recovered after loosing herself in them, but now it was happening all over again.
Why? Why was this happening? Why did she feel this way?
"Okay. Where does it hurt the most?" Lisa asked.
"I... don't know. M-My stomach d-does a lot." Chaeyoung still had cracks in her voice from crying so much.
Those cries where you suck in a lot because you can't breathe.
"Well, I'm going to clean your arm first. Then we'll tend to that next okay?"
Chaeyoung nodded and watched as Lisa picked up her arm and held the back of her hand on top of hers.
Lisa put her thumb across the palm of her hand. Chaeyoung quickly closing her fingers around it, holding it tight.
Her arm was being stretched out under the water. She couldn't feel anything until Lisa started putting soap on her cuts.
It stung and Chaeyoung let out a whimper as she bit her lip, feeling the blood start to fall from it again.
"Don't bite your lip." Lisa said, quickly using her other hand and bringing it up to Chae's lip. Placing her thumb near it.
"Don't." She whispered, looking into her eyes again. Both of them seemed to go pink and Lisa retracted her hand.
She used both now to clean her cuts. The stinging had subsided. I guess looking into Lisa's eyes had distracted her.
Lisa distracted her.
"There. Now for the spray and bandages."
"S-Spray?"
"Yeah." Lisa answered, grabbing a small bottle and holding it above Chaeyoung's arms. "It won't hurt. It is cold though, but it will help close the open skin."
Chaeyoung nodded and Lisa began to spray it. She was right, it was cool. And felt good against her irritated skin.
Lisa then put the bottle down and picked up the bandages. She slowly wrapped her arms up, taking her time.
She could tell Lisa was trying to be as gentle as possible, even though they didn't hurt anymore.
"Better?" She asked once she finished.
Chaeyoung nodded holding her arm up to study it. Lisa then took her hand in hers, intertwining their fingers.
"Chae?"
"Mhm?"
"Please don't hurt yourself." Lisa whispered, taking a step in front of her. "It hurts me too."
Chaeyoung put her other hand over her mouth as she sobbed. Something just broke in her hearing that.
She was so selfish. Chaeyoung was so selfish. After everything that happened. After how sweet and caring they were to her.
She goes and does something like this. All because she couldn't handle the pain.
"Don't cry. I'm sorry." Lisa hugged her. Wrapping her arms around her.
Chaeyoung just kept sobbing into her hand, not wanting to get Lisa wet from her salty tears.
Lisa unwrapped her hands from around her. Chaeyoung opened her eyes to see her staring down at their arms.
Chae's hands were slowly pulled away as Lisa moved them around her neck again. Which was probably stained with Chaeyoung's own blood at this point.
Then, in another swift motion, Lisa lifted her and carried her to her bed. Laying her down and wrapping her in the comforter.
"You're sleeping with me again tonight." She said before returning to her bathroom.
Chaeyoung watched as she put her things away and used a wash cloth on her neck.
"You're still shaking. Does you stomach still hurt?" She asked after reentering the room.
Chaeyoung let out a shaky "Yes" while Lisa kneeled down in front of her.
"It's the withdrawal. Your body... it's going into shock. I... I can give you a dose of the medicine."
Lisa got up to go and grab it, but Chaeyoung stopped her. Taking her hand. "No."
"No?"
"I-I don't w-want it."
"But Chae... it will make you feel better."
"No it won't."
Lisa was visibly confused but she kept her face so soft. "What do you mean?" She asked. Rubbing her thumb across her hand.
"I w-want to do this o-on my own."
"Chae..."
"I want t-to be proud of m-myself. I want you to b-be proud of me."
Lisa's face suddenly saddened as tears began to fall from her eyes again. "I am p-proud." She said wiping her eyes with her free arm.
"I am s-so proud of you. For trying, for deciding to become better." Lisa let go of her hand and crawled into the empty space next to her.
She pulled Chaeyoung immediately into her. Holding her against her chest.
Chaeyoung wrapped her arms around her and even snuck her leg in between Lisa's.
Feeling their feet dance together.
"I'm n-not proud of me." Chaeyoung cried into her. "Look what I d-did."
"Stop. Just s-stop." Lisa's hand was behind her neck, keeping Chae pressed in tightly to her. "You're fine. Just breathe."
Lisa pulled out a bit, looking down at Chaeyoung. Chae looked up and met her gaze. "Promise me Chaeyoung. You will always find me when you feel this way."
"I p-promise."
Lisa suddenly leaned down and kissed her forehead, quickly pulling her back into her chest before Chaeyoung could react.
She didn't need to react though.
She liked it.
After ten or so minutes of slight shaking and crying into Lisa, Chaeyoung knew something was happening.
Her stomach didn't hurt as much. Her head didn't constantly thump. And her breathing was improving.
The only thing that could be helping her... was Lisa.
How does she do this? Relax her? Like Lisa was one of her drugs?