Chase : Part i ✔

CHAPTER 3

Jungkook

After giving her back a nice patch and cleaning, she decided to sleep while I decided to watch on the Television.

I switched on to the news channel.

"Jeon Jungkook, once again got escaped despite being surrounded by four police cars. The criminal won't just give himself up and kept on killing lawyers with no reasonable motives."

"Why is he killing lawyers? What is Jeon Jungkook up to? And who is his next target?"

The reporters kept blabbering so I iust switched it up to other news channels. My hands automatically pressed next and Lisa's face was plastered on the screen, catching my attention.

"Lalisa Manoban, the CELINE muse and the official IT GIRL of Asia has gone missing for weeks and was last seen on a runway show with Jung Jaewon also known as ONE, the rising rap star of Korea."

"Some say that she's been kidnapped but was later on found out that she ran away from home. This statement was confirmed by ONE himself, Lisa's rumored boyfriend. And he also confirmed that Lisa had been going through a lot of things which explains her long hiatus."

"But her fans and the people of Asia are anticipating for the IT GIRL's return and future projects."

So... she's a model? And she ran away?

The news ended just like that with only me and Lisa on the screen.

Now I'm slowly completing the puzzles around here. The answers why she's on the road, why she's all alone and why she's been wounded so badly.

I slowly stood up and started cooking for dinner. I didn't know her favorite so I just cooked Pork Belly Stew which is my favorite.

I need to exert effort if I want answers.

After I finished cooking, I went to my room to check on her. I knocked before I entered. Then I saw her sitting on my bed, staring at the window. Probably watching the droplets of rain pouring down outside.

"Hey..." I called in calm manner. She slowly looked back at me.

"Dinner's ready." I said to her.

She slowly stood up and walked pass me. She went straight to the kitchen, taking her seat and waited for me to arrive.

I placed the dish on the table and I motioned her to start eating. She just did as she was told and silently ate her dinner.

I stared at her from time to time while I chew my food. I'm not being a creep. I'm just curious about something.

"Your back... Does it still hurt?" I started.

She shook her head. Awkward silence illuminated the kitchen since I don't know what else to say.

I cleared my throat, "Lisa."

She looked up to me while munching her food.

"Since you're living under my roof, is it okay If I ask you few questions?" I asked in a polite manner.

"No." She shook her head confidently.

I was a bit taken a back at her sass. She's a snob for a model. She got some attitude.

"Why?" I asked her.

"I don't trust you." She straight up said.

I raised an eyebrow at her, "You don't trust me? Then why are staying at my house? Why did you let me treat your wounds?"