《✔ War for me ( Yandere Jenlisa x Fem reader x Yandere Chaesoo )》Chapter 4
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" Alright girls, the next activity will be getting to know your classmates. Now, I know some of you already know each other but I want you to go meet someone you have never met before and get to know them. At the end, you guys will tell me a little bit about the new friend you made" Miss Chan instructs us, I'm already pumping with excitement to get to know someone new.
All the kids started getting up from their seats and approached others. I couldn't go to the others since I had to meet new people so I bravely approached the person who I had waved to from earlier.
" Hi, I'm y/n!" I greeted her, a big smile plastered on her face which she returned. She seemed a little shy to me but that's alright.
" Hi, I'm Aaliyah. But you can call me Lia." She greeted back, I nodded at her before sitting down on the floor. She looked at me confused for a second but followed my actions.
" So, what's your favourite movie?" I asked her, she thought about it for a while before she spoke.
" Wreck it ralph, I love that movie!" She stated happily, she was beginning to get a little more comfortable making me smile.
" I love that movie too! But, I like the whole harry potter series even more" I told her mine, she seemed happy at my answer because she instantly changed her position to a kneeling one and squealed.
" Oh my god, no way! A potter fan?" She asked, more like stated excitedly. I nodded and she laughed in amusement.
" Okay Okay, who's your favourite character?" She asked me eagerly, I was beyond happy at the fact she was opening up to me and not shy anymore.
It made me feel like a sociable friend, i loved it.
" It's definitely Hermione" I told her, proudly. She gasped as her eyes opened wide - yep, she's definitely a big fan of Harry Potter too.
" No way! She's my favourite too, we have so much in common!" She cheered and I did with her.
" Come on, let's make a handshake" I told her happily and she nodded. We both argued a little bit over how we should start it but we came to a compromise. We were probably cheering the loudest in the class because we were high fiving each other excitedly as we were coming up with a handshake.
Once we had finally came up with one, I looked behind me to try and spot one of the others so I can proudly tell them I made a new friend. The first person that caught my eye was Roseanne and I caught her looking right at me, I smiled at her and pointed secretly at Lia, telling her I was having fun.
But she didn't seem happy.
She gave me a small glare making me confused, maybe her new friend is just boring. I found Jennie across the room and repeated my actions only to find her rolling her eyes at me.
Were all their friends boring?
Once Miss Chan told us to get back in our seats, we all had go's in introducing one another in-front of the class. Most of the people were nervous talking to so many people but they got comfortable as soon as they started.
When it was me and Lia's turn, we skipped excitedly to the front of the room and showed the whole class the handshake we came up with before sharing that we both like Hermione from Harry Potter.
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Miss Chan seemed happy for us getting along so well, I was happy myself for making a new friend - I loved Lia already, she was super fun.
I got back to my seat and smiled at Lisa but she didn't smile back at me. Why were they all acting like this?
" What's wrong?" I asked her, she just sighed annoyingly before shaking her head.
" Nothing" She mumbled.
I shrugged and turned back to give Lia a thumbs up which she returned.
Making new friends was even more fun than I thought it would be.
I got lost in the music and the alcohol. I had taken a few shots and was already feeling more than tipsy while I jumped and danced to my heart's content at the dance floor where loud music was playing. I didn't know where the others went and to be honest, I was too drunk to care.
I felt a pair of hands on my hips from behind and instead of wondering who it is, I just swayed my hips in sync to the person behind me - living in the moment. People were cheering and screaming loudly, some of them too drunk that they were even grinding on dicks.
Once my stamina was running out, I finally turned around to see who it was that I was dancing with - hooking my arms around the person's neck to see a guy. One who I actually never saw before, he must be a mutual of a student.
" Hi" He greeted, a smirk plastering onto his face once he saw me. I returned the smirk and winked at him, my drunk consciousness taking control of my body now.
" Hey" I greeted back, not stopping to sway my hips - I just wasn't jumping and screaming anymore. This guy was taller than me so I had to look up just a bit to see his face while he had to look down.
He leaned down a little, his hands that were on my hips keeping a firm grip - making my hips stop moving as his mouth was inches away from my ear.
" You're gorgeous" He whispers. I giggle at his response and lean into his ear.
" I know, but thanks babe" I whisper back into his ear, feeling a smile tug onto his lips when I said that. He pulled away and retrieved his hands from my hips, holding them out for me.
I'm just messing around, it's not like I'm going to get into a serious relationship or have a one night stand with a guy I just met. Just having fun, that's all.
" Wanna go get high with me?" He asked, hopefully. I nodded at him so he took that opportunity to take my hand and he dragged me upstairs inside a storage room with me laughing hysterically at nothing, god I was drunk.
" So, where are the goods?" I asked, he took a packet out from his jean pockets and ripped the packet open, presenting me gummy bears.
" Really? I thought we were actually gonna get high" I told him disappointed as I rolled my eyes at the satisfaction. He let out a chuckle before shaking his head, extending his hand out to give me the gummy bears.
" M'lady, these are weed gummies, try one" He said, making me smirk in excitement.
I've gotten high before but I've never had edibles like this, it built the excitement inside me as I took one of the gummies and put it in my mouth, chewing on it.
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The gummies were surprisingly good. I sat on the floor with him sitting down opposite me in the tight space as me and this guy kept talking while eating the gummies in turns before I realised I didn't even know his name - making me curious.
" What's your name?" I asked him
" You're not gonna like this one. My parents are history geeks and they named me Fredrick" He replied making me burst out into laughter. He rolled his eyes and scoffed at me in annoyance but I was laughing too hard to care, my cheeks already hurting.
" Okay, stop laughing! I hate my parents for that. What's your name?" he asked me. It took me a while to stop laughing but when I eventually did I answered.
" Y/n, at least I have a normal name" I commented making him roll his eyes yet again.
" You're probably the only fun person I've met at a party, what's your number? We should hang again" He said, I could already feel the weed kicking in my system as I felt that amazing 'nothingness'
I unlocked my phone and threw it at him, letting him add his number into my phone. Once he did, he past me back my phone and continued the conversation.
I was having the best time, we were laughing nonstop and were talking about the most random things while the drug was making an affect in our system.
That's until a loud banging was heard on the door, I didn't realise Frederick had locked the door.
" What?!" I yelled out loud, the banging stopping immediately. Me and Frederick looked at each other and couldn't help but to start laughing again.
" Who is that?! Open this door y/n, Now!!" It was Lisa, oh well.
" Who's that?" Frederick asked as I stood up, barely managing not to trip over myself.
" It's just my friend, she's probably just worried about me." I told him before I unlocked the door.
Lisa stood there, peeking behind me at Frederick while Jennie was at the top of the stairs behind Lisa, making her way here.
Well, they both looked pissed.
Pin drop silence. Jennie left and no one spoke. Lisa kept her eyes on me, making sure I wouldn't go anywhere or do anything stupid - the blade in her hand said it all.
But I know she has a soft spot, she always has. If I can get close enough to her, I'll be able to reach that soft spot which I hope is somewhere deep inside her and not fully gone.
" Lali, w-what happened to you...to us?" I asked her, raising my head to meet her eyes that were staring straight at me. She looked emotionless, not a singular facial muscle moved.
" Things happen y/n, it's only us three now." She spoke, no hint of sadness laced in her voice.
I know things started happening with our friend group at one point but I never expected us all to split up or for them to turn like this.
I didn't even recognise the person standing in-front of me anymore. She used to be a person I loved spending my time with and was the most understanding, now she's a monster - holding a blade in her hands which she won't hesitate to use on me.
Like they all did before to the people I loved.
" What about Jis-"
" Don't mention their names!" She practically yelled, angrily. Her tone of voice made my body slightly jump at the sudden anger building up in her. It was like all this bottled rage she had inside which could erupt any moment if something triggered her.
Jennie came back a few seconds after Lisa's yell, coming up to see if everything was okay. She glanced around the room with a tray in her hands, inspecting everything before she slowly started walking towards Lisa. Once she was close enough, she placed the tray onto the bed and gave Lisa's arm a squeeze, trying to calm her down.
I looked over at the tray on the bed and saw folded clothes as well as a bottle of water and an egg. i hadn't eaten in a day for all I can remember and my stomach grumbled as soon as I saw the egg, the hunger to eat the egg increasing. My throat was begging to drown that water in order to make the dryness go away.
I took a step towards the bed, wanting to eat the food only for Jennie's hand to come up and stop me where I was.
" Ask first." She demanded.
" Can I please e-eat?" I asked, eager to eat the food as my stomach begged for it.
She only gave me a hum as reply before she reached out and grabbed the pile of clothes, passing it to me.
" Change first." She instructed. Wanting to get out of my dirty clothes was something I wasn't gonna deny. I took the clothes and waited for them to leave so I could change, but they didn't.
" If you're thinking we're gonna leave, we're not. So change your clothes here." Jennie made it clear. We've seen each other in bikinis and myself from a few days ago would probably be okay with changing in-front of them.
But now all the thoughts I had about them have changed. They are obsessive murderers with blades in their hands, who had also kidnapped me. I knew I had no way out of this and if I wanted to eat, I should be changing right this second.
I felt uncomfortable but I still turned around, my back facing them as I took my clothes off, lucky for me I was wearing my undergarments. I heard small gasps from behind, the gasps that were filled with lust. I only grew more uncomfortable and was as quick as I could to change into the new black and white pajamas they had given me.
Once I finished changing, I gathered my dirty clothes from the floor and turned around to look at them again. Both of their gazes were filled with lust, one that made me so disgusted.
Jennie took the clothes from my hands before she beckoned me to sit on the bed, which I did. Both of them stood in-front of me, their figures towering over my body as I stared at the little food in-front of me.
" You can eat now." Jennie stated and without wasting a second, I grabbed the egg and peeled the shell off as quick as I could before eating half the hard boiled egg in a bite. Something so simple that I used to have everyday tasted like a gourmet meal to me at this moment. I hummed in delight as I ate the second half of the egg as well, getting sad quickly when I had eaten all of the egg. It tasted good but compared to the hunger I was feeling - my stomach only begged and got even hungrier at the taste of the egg lingering in my mouth.
I grabbed the water bottle and opened it, chugging the whole bottle down my throat at once. I probably looked like an animal while they both stared at me eating but I was too lost at the feeling of water going down my dry throat and wetting my mouth to even care.
I'd finished the bottle of water and the egg, but my starvation only grew - it wasn't enough. I'm not sure if I should be telling them that, the fear of them was still there but I hope that asking won't get me into any trouble.
" C-can I get more food please?" I asked, hoping that they'd say yes and bring me more but to my shock, all they did was chuckle.
" No sweetie, you can't - it's good you asked though." Jennie replied. I was confused to say the least. I also didn't understand why Lisa wasn't talking to me much, it was only Jennie doing the talking.
" Why?" I asked them, it made no sense to me. Jennie looked at me darkly, already making the hair on my body stand up as the nerve wrecking fear increased - was it wrong to ask?
" We need to keep you weak, just in case they come for you." Jennie stated. I knew by 'they' she meant Jisoo and Rosé. I could already see her fists clenching at just the thought about it.
What have I gotten myself into?
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