JENNIE
After two hours, I leave the cake on the counter and head upstairs to take my makeup off and change back into my pajamas. This is what happens every single time I let myself give her another chance. Reality smacks me in the face.
I really thought she was coming; I'm so foolish. I was downstairs baking her a cake . . . God, I'm an idiot.
I grab my headphones before I allow myself to cry again. The music pours into my ears as I lie back on the bed and do my best to not be too hard on myself. She acted so different last night—mostly in a good way, but I do miss her perverted and rude remarks that I always pretend to hate but secretly love.
I'm glad Jisoo didn't come to say hello when I heard her get home. I was still holding a little hope and I would have looked even more ridiculous, not that she'd ever tell me that, of course.
I reach over and turn off the light on the nightstand, then turn down the music slightly. If this were a month ago, I would jump into my car and drive to that stupid house and ask her why the hell she stood me up, but it's now, and now I just don't have it in me to fight her. Not anymore.
I'M WOKEN UP by my phone ringing in my ears, and the noise coming through my headphones startles me.
It's Lisa. And it's almost midnight. Don't answer it, Jennie.
I literally have to force myself to ignore her call and shut off my phone. I reach over and set the alarm clock on the nightstand and close my eyes.
Of course she'd be drunk, dialing me after standing me up. I should have known better.