Forever Manoban (Jenlisa Adaptation)

Chapter 4

"What is this?" she asked as she picked up the glass.

"Just drink it; you will start to feel better in about 15 minutes. I'll pour you some coffee and be on my way."

I started to feel a little dizzy as I reached for a mug and it slipped out of my hands crashing to the floor.

"Fuck," I said as I bent down to pick up the broken pieces.

"Hey, you're going to cut yourself," she walked over to me and bent down.

"I'm sorry," I said shaking my head and picking up the broken porcelain.

"Stop!" her voice commanded.

Her voice was startling, but I didn't listen because it was my mess and I was going to clean it up. She grabbed my hands and turned them over taking the broken pieces out of them. Our eyes met when she saw the scars on my wrists. I pulled back quickly and stood up. She continued to pick up the pieces. I took my purse from the counter.

"I'm sorry again for the mug. I'll replace it for you, and I hope you feel better." I turned and headed out the kitchen.

"Wait," I heard her say.

I turned around and looked at her. "At least let me pay you for your trouble last night."

"I'm not taking your money, and it was no trouble." Ok, it was, but she is alive, and I feel better knowing that I probably saved her life. She rolled her eyes, "Then at least have a cup of coffee before you go." I sighed. I seriously needed it, and one cup wouldn't hurt.

"Fine, one cup and then I'll be out of your hair."

She walked back to the kitchen and put the cup on the island. She drank her cocktail and frowned the entire time. It was fun to watch the disgusted look on her face. She leaned over the counter and looked at me.

"Why on earth would you help me like that? What if I was a rapist or murderer?"

I laughed, "You couldn't rape or murder me even if you wanted to. You were so far gone last night; I could barely get you home." She ran one hand through her hair.

"You should not be doing those kinds of things; it is not safe in this city for a girl to be doing shit like that." She seemed agitated.

I leaned my elbow on the counter, rested my hand on my cheek, and looked at her intently as she lectured me. She stopped what she was saying and narrowed her eyes at me, "Are you even listening to me?"

I laughed as I got up from the stool, "Thanks for the coffee, but I must go now; I need to get home." I grabbed my purse and started walking out of the kitchen.

"Have a lovely day Mrs. Manoban and next time don't drink so much." I could hear her footsteps following behind.

"Would you mind telling me your name?" The elevator doors opened; I stepped in and turned to face her.

"It's Jennie Kim," I yelled as the door began to close.

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I stepped out into the bright sunlight and looked up at the sky. I smiled as I waited for the cab to come. I kept thinking about Lalisa, her dumb rule about woman staying the night, and the way he looked. There was something about her that made my stomach flutter. I could not stop thinking about her tone and how angry it was when she first saw me. I guess I couldn't blame her though; I'd probably be the same way if a strange man was in my apartment when I woke up.

I walked through the door of my apartment, threw my purse down and took a hot bath. I was exhausted, and I desperately needed some sleep. I craved the comfort of my pajamas and bed. I texted Jisoo to let her know I was going to take a nap, and I'd call her when I woke up. If I didn't text her, she would probably call or come over, and I just wanted to be alone tonight. I looked at the clock, and it was 3 pm. I had a plan to sleep till 5 pm, make a quick dinner and do some painting.