Breaking Point ✔️

Chapter 3

"I..I'm sorry baby but dad has been i..in an car accident. He h..hit his head really hard againts the window. The doctor said that it w..will take a while to recover. We don't know when he will w..wake up. C..can you come visit us?"

I lay lifelessly on my bed, staring at my bedroom ceiling not making a single sound. The only sound that was heard was the sound of cars driving by and the faint laughter of the girls outside of my door. I shut my eyes tight, trying to control my tears from falling once again. I no longer had the energy to move, or to breathe, I was drained from trying to silence my cries from the girls all night long.

Remembering to call Manager oppa, I instantly sit up and hastily grab my phone. I place the phone against my ear,

"Pick up, pick up, pick up," I mutter to myself, trying to keep my patience. I sigh in relief when he answers his phone on the fifth ring,

"He-" I cut him off instantly,

"Oppa! I need to visit YG now!"

"Woah, calm down. What's going on?" Frustrated, I groan loudly,

"Please, oppa I need to see him as soon as possible." I grit my teeth in anger when he replies,

"Not until you tell me why," I remain silent for a while, debating if I should tell him. Seeing that theres no other choice, I sigh in defeat and whisper,

"My dads in the hospital, I..I need to see him so please oppa?" He remains quiet for a moment then sighs,

"Okay, we'll pick you up in the afternoon." I sigh in relief,

"Thank you," Before I hang up I hear manager oppa call for me,

"Hey lisa?"

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry," I suddenly feel pain in chest and instantly hang up the phone. Choking back a sob, I throw my phone to side and place my hands on my face trying to steady my heavy breathing.

I'm scared, I am so scared.

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I haven't left my bedroom since the call with manager oppa, I just can't seem to find the strength to face them and act like everythings okay when it's not. I refuse to let any of them know what was happening with my life, I didn't want them to worry. However, the one thing that I absolutely despise is the look of pity in peoples eyes when something tragic happens in my life. I will not accept the feeling of being vulnerable and being weak in front of anyone. Especially in front of the girls, most importantly Jennie.

Noticing the time, I begin to get ready to leave. I put on grey sweats, with an oversized black hoodie over my sports bra. I look at my reflection and cringe slightly at the sight of my exhausted features. My cheeks were stained by the endless tears that was shed last night, my eyes were red and puffy, and my bottom lip had dry blood on it from biting it too hard, trying to suppress my cries. I was soon removed out of my trance when I heard the door bell ring. I hastily put on my hat and mask and grab my shades. Not wanting any of them to answer the door I quickly walk out of the room while swiftly placing my shades on my face, covering my lifeless puffy eyes. I feel my heart drop seeing Jisoo opening the door with Jennie trailing behind. I hear Jisoo ask,

"Manager oppa? What are you doing here?" he replies,

"I'm here to pick up Lisa," confused, Jisoo asks,

"Why?" Before he can reply, I cut him off,

"Oppa, let's go." I say coldly. They all turn to look at me, stunned by my harsh tone. Before our manager can say anything else, I shake my head and say,