LISA
"Aw, come on, Lisa. One more," Nancy says in my ear.
I haven't decided yet if I want to get drunk. I've already had three shots, and I know if I take another, I will be drunk. On the one hand, getting as plastered as I can and forgetting about everything that's going on sounds nice. But on the other hand, I need to be able to think clearly.
"Do you want to get out of here?" Nancy says, slurring her words.
Nancy smells like pot and whiskey. Part of me wants to take her into the bathroom and fuck her, just because I can. Just because Jennie is in Seattle with fucking Taehyung and I am three hours away sitting on a couch half fucking drunk.
"Come on, Lisa, you know I can make you forget all about her," she says and scoots onto my lap.
"What?" I ask her as she wraps her arms around my neck.
"Jennie. Let me make you forget her. You can fuck me until you can't even remember her name." Her hot breath touches my neck, and I pull away from her.
"Get off me," I say.
"What the fuck, Lisa?" she snaps, her ego obviously wounded. "I don't want you," I say harshly.
"Since when? You didn't have a problem fucking me all those other times."
"Not since . . ." I start to say.
"Not since what?" She jumps up off the couch, swinging her arms around wildly. "Since you met that stuck-up bitch?"
I have to remind myself that Nancy is a female—and not the actual demon she acts like—before I do something stupid. "Don't talk about her like that." I stand up.
"It's true, and now look at you. You're like a fucking lost puppy over some Virgin Mary–turned–skank who obviously doesn't even want you!" she yells, laughing or crying. Those things tend to look almost the same on Nancy.
I clench my fists as Hanbin and Rosé appear next to her. Nancy puts a hand on Hanbin's shoulder. "Tell her, guys. Tell her that she's a fucking snore ever since we outed her to Jennie."
"Not we. You," Rosé corrects her.
She glares at her. "Same thing," she says, and she rolls her eyes. "What's the problem?" Hanbin asks.
"Nothing," I answer for her. "She's just upset because I won't fuck her needy ass."
"No—I'm pissed because you're an asshole. No one wants you around anyway. That's why Hanbin told me to tell her in the first place."
All I see is red. "He what?" I say through my teeth. I knew Hanbin was a dick, but I thought for sure it was Nancy's jealousy that drove her to reveal everything to Jennie the way she did.
"Yeah, he told me to tell her. He had it all planned: I was going to tell her right in front of you after she had a couple drinks, then he was going to chase after her and comfort her while you were crying like a fucking baby." She laughs. "What was it that you said, Hanbin? You were going to 'fuck her brains out'?" Nancy says, using her claws to make air quotes.
I take a step toward Hanbin.
"Hey, it was just a joke, man—" he starts to say.
If I'm not mistaken, a smirk plays on Rosé's lips as my fist connects with Hanbin's jaw.
I feel nothing on my knuckles from the repeated blows to Hanbin's face; my anger overpowers everything as I climb on top of him to continue my assault. Images of him touching Jennie, kissing her, undressing her flash through my mind, making me hit him harder. The blood on his face only pushes me on, making me want to hurt him as much as I possibly can.
Hanbin's black-framed glasses lie broken and shattered next to his bloody face as strong hands pull me off him.
"Come on, man! You're going to kill him if you don't stop!" Ten yells in my face, snapping me back to reality somewhat.
"If any of you have anything to fucking say to me, say it now!" I yell to the group I had once considered friends, or the closest things I had to such.
Everyone stays silent, even Nancy.
"I mean it! If anyone says another fucking word about her, I won't hesitate to take each and every one of you motherfuckers down!" I take one last look at Hanbin,who is struggling to get up off the floor, and walk out of Rosé's apartment into the cold night.
