Show Me What Love Is II •JenLisa Adaptation•

Chapter 10. Fear

-Only answer ...- I whispered to myself.

I had already called her about 50 times and she did not want to answer me. It was already 1 in the morning, and I was worried where she could be. The last calls cut them, at least she was alive. I left the cell phone. I should not have talked, I should not have said anything. I am an idiot. An irreparable idiot.

I rubbed my temples. What am I supposed to do now? Go to the airport and tell the whole family with shining eyes that there would be no travel, that there would be nothing left? I sighed annoyed. I turned my head, there was my dress. In its respective cover, on the sofa, watching me sink.

I took it. My hands trembled. I took it out and I looked at it. What am I afraid of? What is causing me to brake in this way? I do not understand, I'm not understanding anything. And by the way ... I'm ruining everything.

I want to wear it, but I know I will break into tears, and I do not feel like doing it. I went back to sit in my bed. My suitcase was ready, and I think it was not going to help. I do not know what to do. She must have about 80 messages of mine, calls or what to say. Now I just had to wait for her to answer.

I resisted myself and looked at the ceiling. My heart and stomach are cramped. I do not want to end it, it was not my intention. Maybe I just needed to tell me that everything would be fine, that I did not have to feel this fear that was eating at me. Maybe it was just that. But she left. And I really hope she comes back.

I could not stick an eye. The hours passed and everything remained the same. I looked at my cell phone every 5 seconds, but nothing came to me. The sun already lit my room so I turned off the lights of my lamps. My cell phone started ringing. I took it quickly.

-Hello? - I answered agitated.

- Lisa? Yahh wake up! - She asked laughing- You must have everything ready!

-Nayeon ... yes, yes- I answered without encouragement.

-Jennie told me she would take a little longer with the suitcases- She commented- She will not be able to pick you up.

-Oh ... She told you that about  ...- I asked.

-A half an hour- She answered- She told me that she tries to call you but the call does not enter.

Lie.

-All right, thanks for telling me- I sighed- See you there then.

-See you! - She said goodbye.

I left the cell phone. Everything was still standing. It was already 7 in the morning, I had to be there at 8, so I went to take a quick shower. When I left I put on a black dress, half of my breasts were visible, so I did not have a bra. The length was at the middle of the thigh. I applied the necessary makeup. Nothing took away the look of repentance I carried.

I put on a leather jacket, Jennie made me love them. I took my handbag and my suitcase. It was incredibly heavy. I crawled out with an effort on human. I got to my car and sighed. My forehead already had a thick layer of sweat.

I looked at the sides. There were not too many people. I knew it would be a disaster to put this in the trunk with a dress. I took courage and stretched it out. I threw the suitcase and it fell on top of one of my hands. I cursed so loud that a passing lady scolded me. I tried to get it out but I could not. It hurt like shit.

-Shit ... come on!- I said desperately.

A few tears escaped from my eyes. I took it out of a milestone at last. It was full of blood I cut diagonally in the palm of my hand. I wiped away the tears with my free hand. I closed the car and went back into the house. It burned too much, I wanted to tear off my hand.