Chapter 55

The entire weekend, Jennie couldn't enjoy the family's skiing trip since she was too busy wanting to see Lisa.

The anticipation of their meeting on Tuesday was constantly on her mind, and her father kept giving her weird glances when she'd zone out at the resort.

She liked skiing and she loved spending time with her dad and brothers, but she couldn't help but be happy when the trip was over, and they returned home that Monday.

She went to bed early to get to tomorrow faster, but it proved fruitless since she couldn't fall asleep for several hours. Her heart was pounding for most of the night, and she kept remembering her make out sessions with Lisa.

Although it was an especially cold night, Jennie couldn't sleep under the blankets since her body was on fire.

She thought about Lisa's excitement on Friday when they met in the park, and surely when they met tomorrow the excitement would spring up again.

They'd be alone in Jennie's house after all...for several hours.

Jennie kept switching between anxiety, curiosity, and desire. She debated whether she'd actually want to go through with having sex with Lisa so soon. How did two girls even do it? Surely the internet could help.

Laying on her side, she searched around Google for explanations, but what she witnessed didn't calm her nerves at all. Sure, she was better informed, but the thought of actually doing those things with Lisa.

She was too embarrassed to imagine it, but her mind kept wandering anyway.

But, alas, the worrying eventually tired her out and she fell asleep some time past midnight.

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Jennie awoke earlier than she probably needed to, but she had been asked by her father to go grocery shopping. She'd also thought it'd be a good idea to get some ingredients for a meal she could cook with Lisa for lunch. The last time they did it turned out to be pretty fun, though Jennie wouldn't have admitted it back then.

Once she spent an absurdly long time getting ready, making sure every part of her appearance was in a flawless state, she headed out to the store. She used her father's car that he left for her to take to get groceries - she'd dropped him off at work that morning herself.

Keeping busy and out of the house prevented her from mulling over her thoughts from last night, but images still flashed in her head periodically. She'd have to stop, lean over the grocery cart, and hide her reddening face in her hand, earning some odd looks from passers-by.

Keep it together, Jennie, she coached herself. You don't have to rush into anything today anyway. Just go with the flow.

Once her cart was full of the necessities and ingredients for an easy lunch dish, she checked out and headed home.

The shopping trip must've taken a little longer than expected because when Jennie glanced at the time she realized she only had less than a half an hour before Lisa would be over.

She didn't waste any time heading home, still needing to put the groceries away before her guest arrived.

Her nerves skyrocketed now that she'd be seeing her girlfriend in less than an hour. Girlfriend...the familiar yet distant term kicked up butterflies in Jennie's stomach. Although they'd been broken up for longer than they were together, they fell back into their old relationship so easily. Jennie had never felt this way about anyone before, so she wanted to do her best not to jeopardize what they were able to rekindle.

Things were just moving so fast that Jennie was getting whiplash.

She pulled up to the house, parking her father's car in the attached garage. Jennie opened the trunk to get as many bags as she could bring in a single trip and headed towards the door to the house.

A strange chill passed down her spine as she walked through the door, but she couldn't quite pinpoint why. Perhaps it was because she hadn't been alone in the house for a long time. It seemed so eerily empty all of a sudden, though she didn't notice it when she was getting ready that morning.

Jennie headed to the kitchen to place the bags down on the counter. Trying to forget the strange feeling she had, she hummed to herself and tried to look forward to what the day had in store. Not that it exactly calmed her down, but it at least distracted her.

After taking the items out of the bag, she turned back to head out of the kitchen and retrieve more of the groceries.

But she didn't make it a single set.

Her heart ascended into her throat; her breath immediately cut off from a wave of absolute terror.

Standing at the entrance to the kitchen was a male figure. His dark hair was short but messy, his eyes so dark they were nearly black. He wore a simple grey t- shirt and jeans, though there was an unidentifiable stain on the left leg of his pants. He was a young man, probably in his late teens or early twenties.

But his age didn't prevent Jennie from immediately recognizing him.

"K-Kai?" she stammered, feeling her body start to tremble. She felt as though she was about to throw up.

Kai cracked a smile, revealing his teeth. "Jennie...

His voice sent shockwaves throughout Jennie's body, freezing her in place. Was this really happening? Was Kai actually standing there in her house? Was this some sort of horrible nightmare?

"Jennie, you look so much more beautiful in person than in the pictures." the young man breathed, speaking as if he'd was out of breath from some physical activity. "You've really grown."

Jennie wasn't sure which pictures he was referring to.

She didn't really post any online...

"K-Kai," she choked out, knowing she had to say something, do something, before things turned especially bad. "Why are you here?"

"It hurt when you wouldn't answer my calls or messages, you know," Kai replied. "And then when you told the police, I couldn't contact you anymore. Did you tell them just to hurt me?"

Jennie was confused by his question. Just to hurt him? As if it wasn't Jennie's last resort to put an end to his constant torment of her.

But before she could answer, Kai continued. "I finally got away from the middle of fucking nowhere to talk to you. I was just trying to see how you were doing...but when you never answered me, I had no choice but to come back home. I hope you like all the attention."

Resentment crept into Kai's voice, making Jennie tense up even further.

"I-I wasn't trying to avoid you," Jennie lied, trying to quickly come up with the best responses to get her out of this horrifying situation. "Look, why don't we go and talk about this over some coffee? My dad's going to be home any minute and I don't want him to catch me with a boy in the house."

Suddenly, Kai picked up a plate from the counter nearby, throwing it at a wall to shatter to pieces.

"Don't fucking bullshit me!" Kai roared. "Why do you always lie to me? Why do you always try to hurt me? All I want is for you to give me a chance to talk and you just try and get me into trouble! My parents won't even talk to me anymore!"

Jennie gasped at the outburst, tears quickly pricking from her eyes. Her back against the counter, she felt fear like she never had in her life. Not even from the other time Kai broke into her house.

Her eyes darted to every possible exit, but there weren't any. Kai was blocking the exit to the kitchen, and that was her only way out. If she ran to the window and tried to escape or call for help, he'd be right there to do God knows what to her.

I'm going to die here, she thought in a horrific realization.

Kai's expression suddenly softened when he looked at Jennie's face. "Why are you crying? Don't you see that I'm the one who wants to cry?"

He seemed genuinely confused, and that stirred up an endless fire of hatred in Jennie. He didn't care how his actions had been tormenting Jennie for years. He only thought about his own pain, his reactions to what he perceived as betrayal from the object of his affection.

Tears continued to fall down Jennie's cheeks as she did her best to say what she thought the intruder wanted to hear. "I-I'm sorry Kai. I'm so sorry.

"You think saying sorry is going to erase all these years of you fucking me over?" Kai snapped. "You're just a slut now, too good for a loser like me, huh?"

"No," she breathed, shaking her head as she continued to sob.

"And you just keep playing the victim, calling the police and -"

Suddenly, Kai was cut off by the sound of a nearby car engine. The noise drew closer until it was undoubtedly directly outside of Jennie's house. Jennie could hardly register the source of the noise - she was focused on Kai's reaction.

He was completely tensed up. He ran over the window above the kitchen sink, peering through it.

"Who the fuck is that?" he asked, his voice laced with a sudden bout of fear.

But Jennie didn't care.

She was given a chance.

As he was staring out the window, Jennie darted forward, shoving him as hard as she could so his body collided with the kitchen sink, bouncing backwards to fall on the tile floor. She immediately sprinted past him and out of the kitchen, the sound of Kai's angry yells ringing out behind her.

The front door was too close to escape from - by the time she unlocked it and tried to run out, Kai could be right there pulling her back. So, she ran across the house to the back door which was cracked open - she thought it must've been where Kai broke in.

Shoving the sliding door open, she burst out to the backyard, not taking any seconds to look behind to see if Kai was actually following her. She sprinted to the front gate, swinging it open with a loud bang.

Jennie frantically glanced around, trying to figure out whether she should escape to a neighbour's house or simply run as far away as possible. But finally, her eyes settled on the curb outside the front of her house. A familiar Toyota sedan was parked there, and when she looked at the windshield, she saw a startled face staring back at her.

Lisa! How could I forget? She thought, relief crashing down on her so hard that it elicited another bout of sobbing.

She made a break for the car, opening the passenger door and shoving herself inside. She hastily shut the door and locked it before throwing her arms around Lisa in the driver's seat, sobbing.

"Jennie? What the hell is going on?" Lisa's voice was obviously shocked.

Trying to get her wits about her, Jennie pulled back, so they were looking at each other. "We have to get out of here now Lisa! H-he's in there, he's going to..." She was interrupted by her own crying.

"Hey, slow down," Lisa ordered, her voice becoming gentler while retaining its urgency. "You have to tell me what's going on."

"It's Kai." Jennie exclaimed. Although she was in hysterics, if she didn't explain what was happening soon, he'd catch up to them. "He broke into my house! H-he's in there!"

"What?" Lisa asked, in disbelief. "He's in your house right now?"

Jennie nodded. "We have to go Lisa! Before he comes Out!"

Lisa glanced at the door, seeming to be caught between two decisions, before finally starting the car and pulling away from the house briskly. She quickly picked up her phone, dialling. She reached over and squeezed Jennie's hand while holding the phone between her ear and shoulder and steering with her other hand.

"I'm calling the police," she told Jennie before her voice softened and she glanced at the distraught teenager. "You're safe now. I'm here."

Jennie nodded and squeezed her hand as if her life depended on it.

And in a way, it did.