Captivated [Jenlisa G!P]

Chapter 16

"So..." Jennie broke the ice after having walked in silence side by side with Lisa, since she had met up with her at her locker.

She squinted down at the asphalt that paved the front parking lot of their school, the tiny rocks in the ground reflecting brightly from the sun.

"So?" Lisa shrugged, and offered her right arm to her, wrapping it around her waist instead when she failed to acknowledge the gesture.

"So, how did Irene take things? She was shooting me horrible death glares during math, but I guess that's to be expected."

Jennie shrugged it off, though she truly felt more guilty than she let on. At the beginning, when Irene had what she wanted, it was easy for Jennie to hate her, but now, Jennie had to deal with the feeling of being in the "winner's" position.

"She was really angry with me." Lisa confirmed, "But, you know, she's still a pretty even tempered person, no matter what the circumstances."

Now Jennie rolled her eyes, despite how badly she felt for what she had done behind Irene's back. The brunette had taken the opportunity to tell Jennie off the previous summer, even succeeding in hurting the indestructible Jennie's feelings, and she still had a hard time with the fact that all times before and after that, Irene's character had almost resembled that of a saint.

Why had the mini Mother Teresa's vicious side been spared of everyone at their school, save Jennie? Of course, mental images of Jennie moaning underneath Lisa while her phone rang, flashing a picture of the girlfriend Irene reminded Jennie that karma perhaps had played a part, and that if it were truly a bitch as the expression went, maybe that came even in the form of Irene Bae.

"I think it bothered her more to realize that I really care about you." Lisa continued, humming softly as she gently stroked Jennie's hip, "It was hard for her to lose me to someone else. She never loses at anything."

"Do you think that's because of karma?" Jennie mentioned, while it was on her mind.

"Huh?" Lisa furrowed her brow against the sun, straining to make out the outline of her sky blue car.

"Do you think that Irene seems to win at everything without even trying, because of karma? You know, because she's so nice twenty four seven." Jennie elaborated. She opened the passenger door, by now immune to the students' stares, and climbed in.

"Well I wonder what she did for me to screw her over like this." Lisa mused, sliding in next to her.

"That's just it. I don't think she did anything. I think this thing- our baby- is the product of karma."

"You mean like our punishment for running around like we did?" Lisa chuckled.

"Exactly." Jennie answered in all seriousness, "And I think Irene will end up coming out on top somehow. Getting rid of you will probably be the best thing that ever happened to her."

"Gee thanks." Lisa said sarcastically, letting a pout form on her lips.

She turned the keys in the ignition and then glanced over at the dark haired girl. Her usually glowing face had paled into a sickly shade, and she looked somewhat queasy.

"Are you making that face because of nerves or pregnancy sickness?" Lisa asked, "I don't really know how all this works."

"I don't know. Nerves I guess. I think whenever I get sick it's usually in the morning. Not always though." Jennie inhaled deeply and held the breath.

"Aren't you nervous?" Jennie asked after a couple moments of silence.

"I think I'm growing immune." Lisa breathed, "I mean I was nervous when you first told me you were pregnant. I was nervous when you were suppose to get that abortion. I was nervous when you told me you weren't going to get that abortion. I was nervous when I realized I was going to be a mother. I was nervous about telling my parents I was going to be a mother. I don't see the point in getting nervous anymore."