Forever Manoban (Jenlisa Adaptation)

Chapter 33

“I’m having fun.”

“You look like a total slut on this dance floor and thank god I was here or who knows what that asshole would have done to you.”

I jerked my arm out of her grip and headed towards the bar. I held 2 fingers up to the bartender as he put two shots of tequila in front of me. Lisa weaved in and out of the crowd coming after me. I downed one shot and picked up the next glass as Lisa grabbed it from my hand, “You’re drunk and we’re leaving, let’s go.” She threw some money on the bar and grabbed my hand pulling me out of the bar with Sehun following behind.

“Let go of me Lalisa Manoban,” I screamed as I tried to get out from her grip. I was resisting so much that she picked me up and carried me to the cab, kicking and screaming all the way.

“Jennie, knock it off or so help me.”

“So help you what Lisa,” I yelled as she put me in the cab as she climbed next to me. I looked at her as she stared straight ahead.

“You have no right,” I said.

Her angry eyes turned to me, “I have no right? What the fuck do you think you were doing in there, trying to get yourself raped? Look at you and the way you’re dressed, you’re just asking for it.”

I started hitting her chest, “Fuck you Lisa.”

Sehun grabbed my arms as Lisa grabbed ahold of my wrists trying to calm me down. The cab pulled up to the apartment building. Lisa and Sehun got out as I sat there with my arms folded.

“Get out of the cab now!” she yelled. I glared at her and then flipped her off.

“Real mature Jennie,” she said as she leaned in the cab and dragged me out of it. She threw me over her shoulder and carried me straight to the bedroom and threw me on the bed. I watched her pace back and forth across the room running her hands through her perfectly tousled hair.

“I can’t believe you. I came here tonight to surprise you and I find you dry humping some guy in a club, drunk off your ass. What the fuck were you thinking?”

I sat up on the bed, “I was having fun instead of being cooped up in this apartment crying over you every fucking day.”

She stopped and looked at me, “Do you think this has been easy for me?”

I put my hand over my mouth and ran to the bathroom. I leaned over the toilet as the alcohol made its way up my throat. Lisa walked up behind me and held my hair back with one hand while she rubbed my back with the other. She got me a warm cloth and wiped my mouth as she helped me up off the floor.

“Let’s get you in your pajamas and into bed, you have your injections tomorrow.” She took my nightshirt out of my drawer and I grabbed it out of her hands.

“Let me help you,” she calmly said.

“I don’t need your help, I can do it myself.” I undressed as she watched me. I slipped on my nightshirt and climbed into bed. She left the room and I heard the TV turn on. She slept on the couch.

The next morning, I stumbled out of bed and walked towards the kitchen. Lisa was standing there, leaning up against the counter waiting for the coffee to brew looking as sexy as ever.

“Good morning, you look like shit.”

I frowned as my head was pounding. “Yeah well we all can’t look as perfect as you.”

She grinned as she handed me a cup of coffee. “Do I get a hug,” she asked as she held her arms out.

I walked past her, “Sluts don’t give hugs.”