FCK BUDDIES

FUCK BUDDIES 3

A/N: THIS IS JUST A SHORT STORY BTW, MAYBE 10 OR LESS THAN 10 CHAPTERS

One morning, Lisa was jolted awake by the sharp ringing of her phone. Groaning, she reached for it on the nightstand, not bothering to check the caller ID before answering.

"Hello?" she mumbled groggily. "This better be good if you're interrupting my beauty sleep."

"Lisa?" The voice on the other end froze her in place.

Lisa shot up in bed, her once relaxed expression hardening into something cold and unyielding. "Rosé," she said flatly, venom lacing her tone. "Why are you calling me? I thought I made it clear I never wanted to hear from you again."

"I... I just wanted to talk," Rosé said, her voice trembling.

Lisa scoffed bitterly. "Talk? After everything you did? I should’ve blocked your number ages ago." She moved to hang up but paused when she heard a quiet sob from the other end of the line.

Despite everything—despite the betrayal—Lisa felt a pang in her chest. Rosé had been her best friend since high school, her first real confidante. Hearing her cry stirred something deep within Lisa that she wished she could ignore.

"Please, Lisa," Rosé begged through tears. "Just give me a chance to explain."

Lisa hesitated, gripping the phone tightly. Memories of seeing Rosé and Jaehyun together—naked in her bed—flashed through her mind like a cruel slideshow. The pain was still raw, the betrayal cutting deeper than any wound she'd ever known.

"Explain what?" Lisa snapped, her voice cracking slightly despite her effort to sound composed. "That you slept with my boyfriend? In my bed? What could you possibly say that would make me want to hear your voice again?"

"I... I made a mistake," Rosé whispered. "I don’t want to lose you."

"You lost me the moment I walked into that room," Lisa said coldly. "Goodbye, Rosé." Without waiting for a response, she ended the call and tossed her phone onto the bed.

Her chest felt heavy as she leaned back against the headboard. She hated how much power Rosé’s tears still had over her. Frustrated and restless, Lisa decided to leave her apartment for some fresh air.

The park had always been Lisa's sanctuary—a place where she could clear her head and breathe freely. But today, even that peace was short-lived.

"Lisa!" a familiar voice called out behind her.

Her heart sank as she quickened her pace, pretending not to hear him.

"Lisa, wait!" Jaehyun’s footsteps grew louder until he caught up to her and grabbed her wrist, spinning her around to face him.

"What do you want?" Lisa asked sharply, yanking her arm free from his grasp.

"I just need to talk to you," Jaehyun pleaded, his eyes desperate. "Please."

Lisa’s jaw tightened as she glared at him. "Get your hands off me or I’ll scream and tell everyone here you’re harassing me."

Jaehyun immediately let go, his shoulders slumping in defeat. He looked at her with a mix of regret and longing that only made Lisa angrier.

"Lisa... I’m sorry," he said softly. "I know I messed up—"

"Messed up?" Lisa interrupted with a bitter laugh. "You didn’t just mess up, Jaehyun. You destroyed everything we had! Do you even realize what you did?"

"I do!" Jaehyun insisted. "And I’ll do anything to fix it—"

"You can’t fix this," Lisa snapped before turning on her heel and walking away.