Chapter 3: Angel or Devil

                                    

                                          
Third Person Pov


                          
Jennie went back to the room carrying a kit, she went towards Lalisa who is currently sitting on the couch. She asked her to slightly put down her top, Lalisa oblige.


                          
Jennie started cleaning her wounds ignoring the whimper from Lalisa, it was so painful because Jennie Kim cleaning it with alcohol and she didn't even blowing it to ease the pain.


                          
"Unnie, are you torturing her?" Ella asked Jennie.


                          
"I'm not."


                          
"Then, why on earth are you using alcohol then you didn't even blow it?" Jennie heard Lalisa sniffing.


                          
"Endure it," Jennie said to pitiful Lalisa.


                          
"I think I like it like this." Lalisa wears her top properly, she can't take the pain anymore.


                          
'Remember, alcohol can cause more pain.' Lalisa takes a mental note about alcohol.


                          
"Fine, if you don't want me to treat your wounds." Jennie cleaned her mess and Ella shook her head in disbelief. "Ella, take a rest now its already around 1 AM."


                          
Jennie tucked Ella in the bed and Lalisa just watch their interaction.


                          
"Lisa unnie?" Ella called Lalisa.


                          
"Why?"


                          
"Promise me when I wake up you are still here." Jennie looked at Ella and Lalisa back and forth.


                          
"I promise."


                          
"Sleep now, Ella." Jennie kissed her forehead and Ella just hummed in response.


                          
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Lalisa Pov
                          
Jennie Ruby Jane Kim is the hardest person to deal with, I'm sure about that. She is so scary, serious, and cold.


                          
She currently digging a hole in my head, she staring at me for almost an hour now. We sit on the couch and there is a big space between us.


                          
"I don't care if you are an angel or devil, if you ever did something bad to us I will kill you using my bare hand or this knife." She showed me the knife that made me scared.


                          
"I will not, I promise."


                          
"Good."


                          
"Just a reminder I'm an Angel."


                          
"I don't care if you are an Angel or a devil."


                          
"Saying I'm a devil is offending." She rolled her eyes and clicked her tongue in annoyance.


                          
"You look like a devil tho." Wow, the audacity of this woman. I save her sister that I even give up my stolen wings to God but here she is insulting me.


                          
"If I look like a devil then you look like Satan." I rolled my eyes and clicked my tongue in annoyance mimicking her.


                          
"Yah!"


                          
"Shussssshh, Ella is already sleeping you might wake her up." She glared at me, then suddenly I took a take a deep breath and I exhale it and I felt my eyes heavy. "Why do my eyes feel so heavy?"


                          
"Huh?"


                          
"I breathe then I exhale it like this." I took a deep breath and exhale it.


                          
"You're yawning you dumbass." Yawning? I didn't know that, it's my first time doing it.


                          
"Really? Wow, it's nice but I felt my eyes heavy." She sighed.