Jennie PoV

I couldn't sleep at all. 

Tomorrow's fashion week, tomorrow is the day. This is the week I've stressed out and went to Busan for. I need to be fresh tomorrow morning and see the stage of Jeon Foundation's fashion branches. 

Jungkook's father requested the fashion lines to collaborate on a stage. So technically, I've been seeing him around almost everyday since we got back from Busan. 

Him...yeah, I've been seeing him. 

After my frequent turns on my bed for my comfortable spot, I heard a thud outside the room. I got up from my bed and ran out of the room, only to see Lisa opening her door as well. 

"What was that?" she asked. 

Then we heard the thud again.

Now, we know it came from Jisoo's room.

"I forgot Chaeyoung isn't here to console us," I said. "Come on, Lalisa."

I motioned my hand and pointed it to Jisoo's room. To think about it, it's almost been a week since she was like this. I haven't had enough time to talk to the girls because of the fashion week. 

Lisa will only message me or tell me what's happening. She tried contacting Jin but the number always says it's "out of reach". But I'm seeing Jin tomorrow, I heard that Taehyung's friends will come support the stage of his line. 

And tomorrow it's only Irene, Seulgi and Lisa who will support me. Considering Jisoo now, she won't come tomorrow. 

"What's been going on to Chu?" I asked her. 

She shrugged, "She's been like that since she got home from dinner with Jin-oppa."

"This is driving me insane, why is she not going out of her room?! Has she eaten or something?" 

"Yeah, I leave food outside her door and she eats like 1 or 2 bites then leaves the rest," she folded her arms. "I tried, okay? Bambam can't even do anything. Neither can Jiyoon. We can't call Jinhwan-oppa. No, he will kill us."

"Well, of course, Jinhwan-oppa will kill us. He's her brother, who are you kidding?! If this is about her wedding with Jin-oppa then we can't call any of her family members."

"Do something for now, we need her to talk!" Lisa placed her palms on her cheeks. 

I nodded to her and walked to her door. I twisted the knob with one hand and knocked on her door with my other. 

"Jisoo-eonnie? It's Jennie. Are you alright there?" I asked.

She did not reply.

"Jisoo-eonnie, we're really worried," Lisa said. 

No reply. 

After getting no replies, I used my hand to knock on the door really hard. Still there weren't any answers, so I leaned on the door and tried to hear what's inside.

Nothing. It's all silence. 

Now, I regret forcing Chaeyoung to renovate the house because it used to be all creaky and broken. And because it's fixed, it's giving me the disadvantage to open Jisoo's door with just one kick. 

Then I remembered. 

Right, there's a spare key to her room! 

I turned around to Lisa.

"Did you remember that we keep spare keys to every room in this house?!" I whisper-yelled.

Her eyes widened, "What the fuck? No, I don't. Remember, I barely am here due to work!" 

"Why didn't you text me?!"

"You're busy!"

"Jesus, Lisa!"

"Hey, none of you told me! Where's the keys?! I'll go get it," she said.

"In Chaeyoung's room, the topmost drawer in her study table."

Lisa walked to Chaeyoung's room and got the keys. I think she broke Chaeyoung's desk just to find the keys, oh well. We have to fix Jisoo before the desk. 

She tried all the keys in the small pouch Chaeyoung keeps it in. After like, 7 keys, we found the key to Jisoo's room. I think Chaeyoung should start labelling the extra keys. 

When we opened the room, there was nobody. The window was opened, the room was a mess. The light bulbs were shattered on the floor, pencils broken, writings on the wall, clothes everywhere, her stuffed animals broken, her make up palettes broken, lip stick writings on the carpet, torn pictures and everything a total wreck can be. 

"Jisoo-eonnie?" Lisa asked. "Where is she?"

"Her room is such a mess, what's got into her?" I asked. "Yah, Lalisa, check her closet if she's hiding there."

Lisa did so and I checked her bed if she's hiding under the covers. When I flipped the comforter out, she wasn't there. Only a big pillow that I thought was her. 

When Lisa came out of the walk-in closet, she shook her head.

"She isn't there," she said. "Where do you think she could be?"

"Somewhere in this room! How can she leave her room without using the door--"

"The window."

"What?"

She pointed at the window, "It's opened."

"Jisoo-eonnie is scared of heights and," I followed Lisa to the window. "Lisa, I'm telling you she can't jump! The house is too high!"

We both looked outside the window. 

Jisoo was there, lying down side ways, her hands above her hand. 

"What the actual fuck?!" Lisa and I shouted. 

"Fuck. Lisa call fucking 911 !" I said. "And fucking prepare our things to go to the fucking hospital!"

"What will you do?!" 

"I'm going downstairs, don't fucking tell Jinhwan-oppa or any of her parents. Call fucking Jeon Jungkook and tell him to contact Kim Seokjin!" 

"Eonnie! Stop yelling their full names!"

"YAH. PALLIWA!" I shouted. 

Both of us ran out Jisoo's room, Lisa to get her phone and I ran downstairs. 

When I slid the door to the side, I saw Jisoo's body lying on the cold ground. It's fucking 9 in the evening and it's very cold. How can her body stand it?!

I heard moaning and saying 'help' weakly. 

"Eonnie!" I shouted and ran to her.

I plastered my hand on her head and the other hand to move her in my direction, making her lie on the ground. 

"Eonnie, gwaenchana?" I asked. "Yah, Kim Ji Soo!" 

"Jinjja, are you crazy?! Are you crazy, Jisoo-ya?! Why the hell did you do that?!" I screamed. "Yah, Kim Jisoo. Chaeyoung wouldn't be happy about this, okay?! She asked me to take care of you guys!"

I shaked her head, "Jisoo-ya! Wake up, babo! Seokjin-oppa will fucking hurt and your parents will fucking sue me. Jisoo!" 

"Jennie-eonnie! They're almost here! I called Jungkook-ssi to ask Seokjin-oppa to meet us in Hye Jin!" Lisa ran out of the door and sat on the ground next to me. "Yah, Kim fucking Jisoo! Wake the fuck up!" 

Without another second, there were door bells ringing and police car noises in the front yard. Lisa ran back inside and opened the door then 3 men came out in the back yard.

"Miss, please step-aside, we'll take her to the hospital," one of them told me.

The other helped me up and another carried Jisoo. 

"We'll ask you both some questions, if that's alright," the guy who helped me up said. 

I nodded and followed him back inside. 

Lisa was walking back and forth, policemen walking upstairs. 

Good thing Chaeyoung isn't here and Jiyoon is with Jungkook. I'm sure Jungkook won't let Chaeyoung know about this or else she'll scream.

Whenever we get a surgery in the hospital, Chaeyoung makes sure she's operating and not other doctors. This time, I'm going to have to argue with the staff to make her sunbae operate, if ever she needs one. 

And the press might come flooding in our house because Jisoo stays with us and not her apartment in the city. We always stay here instead of our apartments in the city. 

"What are your names?" the guy asked.

"She's Lalisa Manoban, my dongsaeng. And I'm Jennie Kim," I answered.

He dropped his pen, "Lalisa Manoban as in the amazing and beautiful photographer who should be a model and dancer? And Jennie Kim as in the daughter of Ms. Songhee Kim and the owner of ME line?!" 

Lisa and I looked at each other.

She nodded at him, "Yes, sir."

The guy stood straight and cleared his throat, "And who is the patient?"

"Her name's Kim Jisoo," I said and before he had to open his mouth. "Yes, the actress, Kim Jisoo and the model Kim Jisoo. Now fucking hurry and bring her to Hye Jin Hospital!" 

Lisa rubbed my shoulder, "Eonnie, chill. You have a fashion week starting tomorrow."

"Sorry, Ms. Kim," he wrote on his clipboard. "What is Ms. Kim Jisoo's age?"

"29, female, blood type B," I hastily replied.

He wrote on his clipboard, "Okay, seems like you answered the questions. One of you will have to stay and tell the report to the police, we'll have an investigator come in tomorrow afternoon. And we will make sure the house is guarded from the media tomorrow morning." 

"Eonnie, I'll go. You have a fashion week tomorrow, rest up. I promise to beat the hell out of Seokjin-oppa," Lisa told me. 

I looked down, "Okay, but promise me a black eye and a broken tooth."

"Promise."

Lisa PoV

The nurse inside the ambulance pushed me off the car with the bed carrying Jisoo. 

Stupid, nurse. Doesn't know who's he's dealing with.

Huff.

I entered the hospital because I'm gonna be asked a few questions while Jisoo was rushed inside the emergency. The 911 guy kept asking me how it happened, I don't know a thing. I don't know how Jisoo did that.

All I knew, she jumped off. 

How am I supposed to explain that? Jisoo used her foot to get out of the house walls and jumped off and believed she could fly? 

I folded my arms, "If you're gonna ask me another question about how the hell she jumped off, I don't fucking know. We heard a thud 5 minutes before we entered her room."

"Ms. Manoban, please cooperate."

I held his collar, "No, you fucking cooperate. Do you think we fucking pushed her?! How can I fucking push my best friend?!"

"We're just making sure, Ms. Kim Ji Soo has insurance--"

"What the hell are you talking about?! Jisoo and I aren't related in any fucking way. Why the fuck will she give her fucking insurance credit to me?! Are you stupid?! I'm fucking Thai and she's Korean. So fucking do you're job and stop asking me how the fuck did she fall off her fucking window, you mother fucker!" 

"Ms. Manoban, please stay calm," he tried pushing me away from his collar.

"How the hell did you even enter FBI if you're this dumb! I will fucking call Bambam," I said and grabbed my phone out. 

He tried to reason with me, "Ms. Manoban, please, I beg you we don't want any of the---"

"Yeobeo!" I shouted. 

Only, I faked it. 

"Please, Ms. Manoban!" 

All of a sudden another man came into the scene. He was wearing a doctor's coat. Kim Nam Joon, Chaeyoung's sunbae. Of course, he knows us.

"Excuse me, sir," he said. "I am a friend of Kim Jisoo and Lisa Manoban, they've shared their house since 10 years ago. If anyone could've lived together for that long, why would they kill each other off because of insurance? I'm the head of the surgery department, and I want you to walk out of the hospital for intruding the privacy of patient's families or guardians."

The FBI guy sighed and walked out of the hospital.

I sighed in relief.

"Lisa-ssi," Namjoon asked for a handshake. "Did any of you call Jin-hyung? Where's Jennie?"

"She's at home, answering questions to the police. I told her I'll go because she has a fashion week tomorrow and yeah, we called the idiot," I said. 

"How about Jisoo-ssi's parents?"

I scoffed, "You think?"

"Oh, yeah, right," he nodded. "She's fine, by the way. No surgery, but she has a head injury. We're preparing her room to stay in."

"Thanks, I guess. If Chaeyoung were here--"

"Yeah, she'll take care of you guys," he said. "I know you guys rely on her when it comes to medication but this time you need to do it yourself. I'll send the papers to fill up in the room. For now, we should wait here for Jin-hyung and talk."

"Fine," I huffed. "What time will Jin-oppa get here??"

He looked at his watch, "In 3...2...1.."

"YAH. NAMJOON, WHERE'S JISOO?!" 

We both turned to see Jin and Jungkook standing together. 

And I turned to Namjoon, "Wow, it's like he's an actor."

"Tell me about it," he laughed. "Oh, and before I forget, I'd like to give Jiyoon her vitamins. It's in Chaeyoung's office and Jungkook will lead you the way there, I'm sure you have lots of questions for him."

He sounded like he was pointing out to something.

And it was obvious.

What's with this Jungkook man that Chaeyoung balls over? She's heads over heels for him and her sunbae wants me to question him like a prosecutor. 

"You're very smart, Mr. Kim," I bowed. 

Jungkook PoV

After Lisa and Jin went to the doctor to speak with him, I stayed with Namjoon. 

I've always raised my concerns to him. Not to Rachel, not to dad, not to Il-Do, just Namjoon. Because he's cool and smart. And he never thinks that I'm dramatic or problematic. 

He thinks I'm experiencing the human feelings and it's natural. 

I stood with hyung, and just thought of things like how Jiyoon is right now. I asked my neighbour, they're an old couple and they often do baby sitting. I was glad they were awake and still taking care of one kid, so I left Jiyoon there. 

They're trustworthy, and that's how they live their retirement. Mr. Hwang used to own a piano academy and I guess, he sold because none of his kids really cared. Now he and his wife became a day care for the kids in the building. 

"Jungkook-ah," Namjoon said. 

"Hyung?" 

"About that...sorry."

I shrugged it off, "No, hyung. It's fine. She's happy to attend that mission, I'm not the owner of her, am I?"

"No, but you know, your father is right."

"He is always right, but on what aspect?"

"Sasha Parkinson, Jeon Jungkook. Sasha Parkinson."

I looked down and smiled, "Sorry, hyung. Not now."

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still sick but updated!!

will continue updating and writing.

what's next for this couple?

why can't they just get together!!

alright, there's a lot of events going to happen. 

brace yourself.

iz out---------