AFTER Jungkook's confrontation, Lisa went upstairs and filled her bathtub. She undressed herself and curled up on the tub.

She hugged her knees as she listened to the droplets of water on the sink.

"He's right. I'm disgusting." She buried her face on her knees.

She silently cried while thinking about the past. She could barely remember what Eli looked like, smelled, and felt like.

Even though she was her twin, she still wanted to interact with her twin sister once. She still wanted to see Eli in a conscious state.

The last time she did was Eli's already inside a coffin. She couldn't move, speak, or smile anymore.

A knock came by her bathroom door, "Boss? You've been in the bathroom for four hours." Bobby spoke.

"I'm okay. I'm not... I'm not doing it." Lisa responded.

It was always like this. Bobby guarding the bathroom door in case someone might hurt Lisa. Or...

Lisa might hurt herself again.

"I'm just worried, Boss." Bobby responded back.

"I'll be out after a few minutes. You can leave. I'll be fine." Lisa assured Bobby and finally heard his footsteps leaving the room.

Lisa leaned on the tub and closed her eyes.

She groaned in pain when she felt a little sting on her wrist. She opened her eyes and got off the tub.

She wrapped the clean white towel around her body as droplets of water falls from her soaked hair.

"Eli." She muttered her sister's name and stared at her reflection.

Her palms slowly reached the mirror, caressing her own reflection, imagining it was her deceased sister.

A tear fell from her right eye and she immediately wiped it off. She looked down at the sink to look away from her reflection.

She opened the faucet but instead of water, the white sink suddenly became red after droplets of blood fell from her.

She looked up and saw her reflection. She immediately wiped off the nosebleed and washed her face once more.

"This fucking side effect." She cussed. She opened the bathroom door and walked out.

Only to find Jungkook seating on her bed, his face looking down at his feet. Lisa's eyes widened.

"Jungkook..." She muttered his name.

Jungkook slowly looked up, "I thought you weren't coming out."

Lisa looked away, not wanting to respond because that is what suppose to happen earlier if only Bobby didn't interrupt her thoughts.

Lisa slowly walked towards Jungkook and stood in front of him as the guy sat on her bed silently. Only the droplets of water coming from her hair is heard in the four corners of her room.

As if each of them are finding the right timing to apologize to each other.

But Jungkook saw a scar on Lisa's wrist that looked recent.

"If you think she's selfish, you're right." Jennie's words reminded Jungkook.

Jungkook shut his eyes close and suddenly reached for Lisa. He pulled her in between his legs and buried his face on her tummy.

Lisa was taken aback but for such a long time... she felt warm in his arms that she lost all will to push him away.

"I'm sorry." Jungkook muttered.

Lisa looked at Jungkook's state, hugging her waist and burying his face on her stomach.

Lisa caressed the top of his head, "I'm sorry too."

Jungkook shook his head, "Don't apologize."

"I also failed in saving my sister, Jeon Jungkook." Lisa said, wrapping her arms around Jungkook's nape and hugged him back.

They stayed like that for a few minutes. The silence was enough to comfort both their hearts screaming agony. And moonlight illuminating from Lisa's terrace, aesthetically surrounded the dark room.

Until Jungkook pulled away and held Lisa's wrist, "When was this?"

Lisa flinched when Jungkook pointed at her wrist which had a scar that's on the process of recovery.

Lisa pulled her wrist back, "It's nothing serious."

"I don't know what to say to you since where facing the same situation. But don't worry about me anymore." Jungkook spoke.

Lisa's brows furrowed, "What are you talking about? You've gotten a little weird. Are you sick—"

When Lisa was about palm Jungkook's forehead, he held her wrist to stop her from doing so and suddenly pinned her down on the mattress.

Lisa lied beneath Jungkook as she struggled to breath properly from Jungkook's intense glare on her. Both his hands locked her escape routes down on the bed.

Not to mention, the towel around her body is loosing its grip.

"H-Hey, I'm not Eli. Quit it..." Lisa glared at Jungkook.

"I know. You're not her. I've seen it. You've shown me a lot of times already. And I just found out everything I needed to know about the real Lalisa Manoban." He looked down at her.

Lisa bit her lips, "Those maids won't shut their mouths."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Jungkook furrowed his brows.

Lisa looked away, "If I told you that Eli told me not to take her back and I stole the new drug from Jaewon that Eli died instead of me, it'll only worsen the situation. Although, I don't care if you hate me more for it, I just don't want you to worry abou—"

"Lies." Jungkook cut her off.

"What?" Lisa furrowed her brows.

Jungkook sighed, "When are you gonna stop putting aside your own feelings just for other people? And I wasn't asking about that."

"I was asking about why didn't you tell me about all of these?" Jungkook looked down at her body.

Lisa's brows furrowed and looked down at herself, "My tattoos?"

Jungkook finally stood up and stared down at Lisa's state on the bed. He leaned down on her and suddenly pulled the hem of her towel, yanking the cloth off of her body.

Lisa eyes widened. She sat up on the bed and saw Jungkook's displeased facial expression looking at her naked body.

Jungkook's brows furrowed when she saw the scars along her body even though she tried to cover them with tattoos.

Instead of protesting, she figured getting naked wasn't new to her anymore and Jungkook already found out about the things she went through during her childhood.

"I knew it." Jungkook clenched the towel but tossed it on the bed beside Lisa after.

Jungkook stood there silently when Lisa picked up the towel and covered herself again.

"Don't feel sorry for me. I hate it." Lisa looked down.

Jungkook faced her, "I'm not. I just want to kill One and get this over with."

"I thought you didn't want to do it anymore because... you disgust me." Lisa's voice broke at the last three words so she turned her back on Jungkook to hide her tears that were about to fall.

Jungkook's eyes widened in guilt, remembering how he turned her down and walked away from her several times.

Jungkook wanted to hit himself right there and then or just jump off the terrace while Lisa just wanted for him to leave now and let her be.

The distance between them wasn't helping either as they were just standing a feet apart.

He couldn't take it anymore and pulled her in his arms once more.

Lisa gasped at the sudden movement. He was hugging her to the point where Lisa could feel Jungkook's heartbeat vibrating on her back.

She glanced back at Jungkook but he held her tighter and rested his forehead on the crook of her neck.

"So warm.", Lisa thought.

"I'm more disgusted at myself. So..." Jungkook loosened the grip on her waist.

Lisa looked down, a silent gasp escaping her mouth when she saw both Jungkook's wrists had the same cuts as hers but his had a lot more.

"Let's face them all together."

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