Empty Space | Chaennie

Chapter 1

I know we don't know each other but we have a long way to go to know or understand each other, and for the record, I have never been in a relationship so I apologize in advance if I ever do something to hurt you, of course, I won't do it deliberately but if I did by accident or...."

She ceased to notice Jennie shaking so she put her hand on Jennie's shoulder which was the biggest mistake she had so far because Jennie yanked her hand getting up and glowering at her yet Rosé was too good to notice the tears in Jennie's tears even in darkness.

"Hey... are you—" she began delicately when Jennie smacked Rosé's hand which was reaching for her only cause she was concerned about Jennie.

"Do not ever touch me! And don't try to be close I don't wanna talk! Stay away from me" she exclaimed weeping.

Rosé was astonished putting her hands up in surrender, "Okay.... okay.... relax. I was positively endeavouring to initiate conservation but it's fine we can talk tomorrow or—" 

"I don't wanna talk to you" Jennie was furious over something.

All Rosé thought was that it might stress Jennie's work or the marriage. She didn't think about any other reason which would be the cause of Jennie's outburst. Her voice was 100 times calmer than Jennie's, she could've absolutely played the wife card on Jennie asking what was wrong with her but she didn't.

"You don't have to... I heard you sobbing. Are you sick? Do you want me to call a doctor or someone?" she questioned apprehensively.

Her heart was pristine like an angel who happened to be in love with her wife. Jennie realized what she had done peeking around she wiped her tears, and she couldn't believe Rosé didn't shout at her or talk about divorce since it was an arranged marriage their parents desired, she never wanted to marry Rosé.

Even at the party, she did everything to avoid Rosé while Rosé endeavoured to make conservation whose cheeks consistently turned red whenever Jennie was around. She lay back in her place not looking at Rosé.

"It's a headache..." She pivots covering herself in the blanket.

Rosé blankly looked at her as she ultimately respired placing her hand on her thumping heart. She got frightened for a second that Jennie would tell her something about her having a boyfriend or girlfriend like people permanently do in movies and one sleeping on the couch or another on the bed, she thought about the worst scenario possible but turns out none of that happened.

"I have a tab...." She trailed and Jennie gave her side eyes over her shoulder. "...let only if you want... no pressure" She similarly raises her hand in surrender if Jennie would smack her hand.

Jennie narrowed her eyes sighing, "No need..." she responded.

"Okay... okay...good night, Jennie" She squeezed her eyes hitting her face on the pillow in mortification.

The quietness was discomfiting between them which was terrifying Jennie if her wife began to talk again. Rosé decided she wouldn't sleep because she had a habit of cuddling with a pillow and Jennie had that pillow. She was skittish to ask her pillow back to sleep, and around 2 am she eventually heard Jennie snoring.

She commenced recording Jennie's snoring on her phone to aggravate her wife in the future or tomorrow it was stupid but Rosé found it endearing listening to Jennie's soft puff breathing.

However her eyelids begin to be solemn, and she shakes her head not to fall asleep because if she did god knows what Jennie would do or strangle her in her sleep for touching her. She couldn't help when sleep encompassed her and she fell asleep yet she had given her brain rigorous instructions not to cross the border holding her body at one side and not to move.