chapter 11

                                    

                                          
Lisa's POV.



                          
Slap!
                          
"Mom!"
                          
"Don't Mom me boy, look what you did to that poor girl." She said pointing to Jennie who was still trying to rub off the marker.
                          
"What? I was just making a point." I said shrugging.
                          
She glared at me,"that's not making a point its graffiti!" She said hitting me again.
                          
"Aw! Mom you know you hit hard!"
                          
"Good you stupid boy." She groaned.
                          
"Jennie darling come." She cooed.
                          
Jennie walked over to my mom pouting,"its not coming off."
                          
"Oh sweety we'll go to the store and get something for it okay?"
                          
Jennie nodded and sent a glare at me,"its all your fault!"
                          
I shrugged cooley,"shouldn't of said what you said."
                          
"Hyung that was still too much tho." Jackson said shaking his head.
                          
I groaned loudly,"fine, lets go get something to take it off." I said pulling her out the house.
                          
"Let me go Lisa I'm still angry with you." Jennie said pulling away from me.
                          
I ignored her and held her hand in mine as we drove off.
                          
She kept trying to remove her hand but i tightened my hold on hers.
                          
She huffed, and stopped trying.
                          
Reaching to the store i asked the lady for a bottle of rubbing alcohol.
                          
She looked over to Jennie and fold in her lips trying not to laugh.
                          
That seemed too difficult to do because she get out a loud laughing making passers by stare.
                          
They looked over to Jennie who was flushed in embarrassment and hid her face in my chest.
                          
"Mommy why does she have words on her face?" A little girl asked her mother.
                          
Her mother just laughed and shook her head,"don't know baby, why don't you ask her?"
                          
"Please don't." Jennie groaned against my chest.
                          
The confused little girl walked over to us,"excuse me, unnie why do you have words on your face."
                          
Jennie smiled down at the girl,"It wasn't by choice sweety," she pointed to me,"It's her. She's a big meanie."
                          
The girl frowned up at me, before i could say anything to her she punched my leg,"bad meanie, say sorry."
                          
"But-"
                          
"Say sorry." She repeated as Jennie smiled up at me.
                          
"Ju-"
                          
"Say sorry!"
                          
"Okay I'm sorry!"
                          
Scary ass little girl.
                          
She smiled brightly at Jennie,"meanie say sorry okay, better?"
                          
Jennie nodded trying not to laugh.
                          
The girl gave me one last warning look before going over to her mother who was recording the whole thing.
                          
"Ready to go you big meanie?" Jennie teased.
                          
"Shut up." I said taking the big and walking out.
                          
Behind me Jennie kept laughing like an maniac.