Today I Met The Girl I'm Going To M... - Chapter 11: Chapter 11

Jennie better make an appearance soon because the longer I have to spend with D.B. the sicker I'm going to feel.
Not only does he get to call Jennie his, but he's ruining what's supposed to be Jisoo and Jennie time. I never signed up for Jisoo, Jennie and D.B. time that's for sure.
D.B. gives me a quick nod of the head, "Jisoo."
I take a step in his direction and narrow my eyes at his own beady ones. "Hanbin."
Just saying his name makes my tummy hurt.
"We need to talk." D.B. announces as he closes the studio door.
Uh oh.
I think I might be in some trouble.
He has every right to be mad, I suppose. If Jennie was my girlfriend, oh scratch that, when Jennie becomes my girlfriend, and I found out she spent the night in someone else's bed, I'd want to kick her bedmate's ass too.
Bring it on D.B, I dare you!
In fact, I double dare you because I'm a black belt in Karate and I would have no problem destroying you.
Ok, ok, that's not true I've never even taken a Karate class, but I have seen The Karate Kid like seven times, which makes me, in my mind at least, an expert.
Plus I have my whole rocker outfit working for me and even if D.B. towers over my petite frame, I feel a surge of power and determination that allows me to actually believe I could beat him up.
On the other hand, seeing D.B. and I going at it, oh my god, not like that, I'm shuddering now. As I was saying, seeing D.B. and I fight would probably not make the best impression on Jennie and lord knows I can't afford any more screws up in that department.
"About what?" I ask the bane of my existence as I fold my arms across my chest.
"I think you know." D.B. replies as he gets closer to me.
I stand up straighter to look taller than I really am. "Oh, I do, do I?"
That's right Jisoo, act dumb and just pretend you didn't propose, strip, give a lap dance and tell Jennie, the girl D.B. is dating, that you love her.
Denial, denial, denial!
"It's about last night." D.B. explains.
Double uh oh.
I refuse to be intimidated, "What about last night?"
I should take comfort in the fact that D.B. probably doesn't know I'm gay. There's no way Jennie would tell him that, right? Right?
He just stares at me with a confused expression on his ugly face and it appears we're at a bit of a stand off.
The situation I'm in reminds me of those old western movies you can catch on late night TV.
If D.B. and I were actually in one of those movies this would be the point where the townspeople disappear to avoid being caught in the crossfire. In the background there would be some twangy music playing to heighten the tension that is already present. We'd mosey on over to each other and just as we get into gun slinging position a gust of wind would come in to spread some dust around.
We can't forget the cheesy dialogue either.
I'd say something to D.B. like, "Looking for trouble?", and I'd have a long piece of grass hanging out my mouth. He'd spit out some chewing tobacco before he replied with, "Yeah, as a matter of fact I am." Then I'd adjust my cowboy hat and come back with the equally lame, "Well you just found trouble." D.B. would finish off our exchange with, "Great, trouble is exactly what I was looking for."
And the rest kind of writes itself.
I glare at D.B. and wait for him to tell me what's on his mind instead of blurting something out that he might not know.
I swear I just saw a tumbleweed blow by.
I tilt my head as I wait for him to spit out a wild accusation about me trying to steal his girlfriend.
What?
Head tilts can work on guys too, I just normally reserve them for the ladies.
"I wanted to thank you." D.B. says throwing me for an absolute loop.
Uhm, excuse me?
He wants to thank me?
Have I just entered the Twilight Zone or something?
"You know, for showing Jennie a good time." D.B. further explains as I stare at him with what I'm sure is a very dumbfounded expression.
This has to be some sort of joke because I'm completely at a loss on how to explain D.B. thanking me for throwing myself at Jennie.
Maybe he got an extremely censored version of what happened last night. That has to be it because there's no other...
Oh my god!
I think I figured it out.
D.B. is Jennie's pimp and he shops her around to successful businesswomen like myself.
That bastard! He's using my girl to...
Yeah, ok, I'm going out of my mind and it's time for me to stop.
I stick my hands in the back pocket of my jeans and try to appear as innocent as possible. "You're welcome."
D.B. smiles affectionately at me, ew. "Ever since we've moved out here Jennie has been a little down and missing her friends back home so I'm glad she's found a friend in you."
Is it possible that I misjudged D.B.?
Nah, I don't think so either.
"I'm happy to be of service." I reply with impish glee. I'm confident that D.B. is as dumb as he looks so he won't pick up on the hidden meaning to my response.
"There's actually something else I needed to talk to you about and I need to do it quickly before Jennie returns." D.B. says as his voice drops down to a whisper.
Oh no!
He's going to try and make a move on me.
That two-timing asshole, how could he hurt Jennie like that!
Why, oh why, do I have to be so damn attractive?
I take a step backwards as I try to gauge how I can kick D.B. in the nuts without him picking up on my thought process.
D.B. glances behind him and I move my leg into nut kicking position. "I was hoping you could do something for me..."
I was right, he wants my body, shit!
"I'm leaving in a few days for New York to tie up some loose ends and I'll be gone for two weeks." D.B. continues.
Whoa.
What?
I think Christmas just came early this year!
"I wasn't going to go because I don't like the idea of Jennie being all alone in this city but now that she has you, I was hoping you'd keep an eye on her for me." He finishes and I quickly change my stance so he won't notice that I was about to inflict some pain on him.
So, let me make sure I understand this correctly.
D.B. is going out of town for two weeks.
Two weeks!
And he's practically begging me to spend all my free time with Jennie.
Oh D.B., I think I might love you!
In a very non-sexual way of course.
"Don't worry about Jennie, she'll be in very good hands." I assure him.
Very good hands indeed!
D.B. slugs me across the shoulder, "Great, I have some things to take care of, tell Jennie I'll be gone for a little while."
Believe me, that's a message I'll be more then happy to deliver.
I guess I was worried about being alone with D.B. for nothing.
"No problem." D.B. is almost out the door when I remember the other thing that had me worried. "Hey D..." Oops, I almost had a slip of the tongue there. "Hey Hanbin, who's Tony?" I hope that didn't come across as nosy.
"He's Jennie's rep from her record label." D.B. informs me before he disappears down the hallway.
You know what?
I think I just caught my first break in my pursuit of Jennie.
Finally!
Two whole weeks with Jennie and no D.B., how fucking awesome!
I'm practically giddy at the thought.
I'm still antsy for Jennie to return though and as much fun as standing around with nothing to do sounds, I make a beeline for the piano in the middle of the room instead. I may not be at Jennie's level in terms of musical talent but my mom did force me take piano lessons as a kid so I'm not a total novice.
I sit down on the bench and then I begin to tickle the ivories.
I'd love to tickle Jennie's ivories!
Is it me, or is every second thought coming into my head a dirty one?
Moving on, I get really into my performance even though nobody is around and when I'm done with my song, I'm startled by the sound of someone applauding. I jerk my head up and leaning against the piano, looking amazing as always, is Jennie.
If I strain my head just a bit higher I think I might be able to see down her shirt.
"That has to be the best rendition of Chopsticks I've ever heard." Jennie remarks right before she sneezes.
Yup, I was right, Jennie sneezing is hella sexy.
I can see her well defined abs flex under the strain of that sneeze.
Someone once told me that we use the same muscles to sneeze that we use when we orgasm. I'd really love to find out if that is true and I already have the girl I'd like to prove that theory with all picked out.
Any guesses who that might be?
"Bless you." I say while I watch Jennie walk around the piano and take a seat on the bench beside me. "But on another note, were you making fun of my piano playing abilities?"
Jennie shakes her head but the shy smile on her face tells another story all together. "I would never do anything like that, I was being honest." Her hands join mine on the piano keys and her bare arm brushes against mine in the process.
I'm pretty sure this girl is going to kill me with her ability to make my insides melt.
"I don't know if I believe you." I tease.
Jennie connects her eyes with mine and she's looking very intently at them, making me wonder why she got so serious when I thought we were just goofing around.
"I don't ever want to lie to you Jisoo." Jennie replies and my breathing has just turned very heavy. "That's the last thing I'd ever want to do." Her eyes are filled with emotion and something else I can't put my finger on.
Speaking of fingers, Jennie's are making their way over to my side of the piano.
I look down and before I know it, both her hands are resting comfortably on mine. Jennie isn't applying a lot of pressure on them but I feel the charge the contact brings in ever fiber of my being.
"What are you doing?" I ask nervously. It's not that I don't like what she's doing but I'm about two seconds away from attacking Jennie in a series of hot kisses and we're not exactly in a place where I want our first kiss to happen.
"Teaching you how to play the piano properly." Jennie husks out as she scoots that much closer to me. "It's not enough just to play the notes, you have feel the music." She whispers that part in my ear and if I'm not careful I might let out a moan. "Close your eyes and..."
"Well don't you two look cozy."
Fuck!
Fuck!
Fuck!
I must have been very bad in a previous life to have my most intimate moment with Jennie to date interrupted by my arch nemesis.
Oh fuckity fuck!
What in the world is Irene doing here?
Jennie and I move away from each other and that gives me another reason to dislike Irene even more than I already do.
"Can I help you?" Jennie asks Irene very harshly.
Irene saunters over to the piano and I can't help but notice that she's smirking. "Actually, I'm here to help you."
I feel a rage building deep within me that I'm not sure I can control.
"In case you didn't notice, I'm in the middle of something." Jennie replies and her eyes are flashing the anger that I feel.
Where did that come from?
"Oh I noticed." Irene sneers in my direction and I can tell she has something up her sleeve. "I'm here to offer my services as your new publicist. You'll have to forgive me for not recognizing you and your unbelievable talent the other night."
Say what?
That's it, I'm going to beat Irene down so fucking bad.
How dare she come in here and invade my territory.
Jennie's mine and she can't have her, not in a business way and certainly not in a pleasurable way either.
"Actually I have representation thank you." Jennie is smiling but she's not happy. "So you can go now."
Nice one Jen, you rock!
"Rumor has it that you haven't signed with anybody yet so I'm here to offer my services any way I can." Irene coos.
I knew it! She plays for our side.
Fuck!
"Are you deaf or something, get out of here." Jennie orders.
Order giving Jen is hot yo!
"Come on Jennie are you really going to trust your career in her hands." Irene points to me and can I just add that I hate when people talk about me like I'm not in the room. "I mean you wouldn't want some sex obsessed dyke ruining your career before it even begins."
Man, Irene's is such a bitch!
I know I said I need to get laid but I think she needs it more.
There is something seriously wrong with her and I really don't understand why she is obsessed with my sex life.
I turn my head to tell Jennie that I'll take care of Irene but she isn't beside me anymore.
Where'd she go?
"What the fuck did you just say?" Jennie shouts.
There she is.
And by there I mean standing two inches from Irene and looking incredibly pissed off.
Irene sticks her hands on her hips and grins. "I said, you should really reconsider having Jisoo represent you or she might just rub some of her skanky, whore, lesbian attitude on you."
I see Jennie clench her hands together into fists and she's trembling. "I think you need to apologize to Jisoo, right now!"
Oh my god, Jennie is actually defending me!
I would run up and hug her but I'm not sure I want to step in between those two.
Jennie sneezing is sexy, Jennie breathing is sexy, Jennie giving me a nose crinkle is sexy but Jennie defending my honor and getting all riled up is by far the sexiest thing I've ever seen.
"What are you her girlfriend?" Irene tone is snarky and she isn't backing down either.
"That's it." Jennie calls out as she pushes Irene backwards. "You want to rumble lady?"
Irene lets out a haughty laugh, "You better watch yourself Jennie."
"Make me." Jennie challenges and she's back in Irene's face again.
I should probably break those two up seeing as I seem to be the reason they're fighting. Although I will admit the idea of letting them go at it in a cat fight has crossed my mind.
I will say that Irene has a very poor sales pitch. If this is the way she tries to get new clients I don't think my dad's company has a thing to worry about.
"It might be best for you to leave." I say to Irene as I try to get in front of Jennie.
Just when I'm sure things couldn't worse, D.B. enters the studio.
"What's going on here?" He asks as he eyes the three of us.
Irene forgets about Jennie for a second as she turns her attention to D.B. "I was here to convince Jennie that she's making a mistake but now I see an even better prize." She runs her finger down D.B.'s chest but he pushes her away.
D.B. appears grossed out and he's looking over at me and Jennie, "And who is this walking disease?"
D.B., I have misjudged you, that was fucking funny!
And his comment embarrassed Irene, score one for the douche.
Maybe I'll even start calling him Hanbin from now on.
Irene growls but before she can utter one more insult I cut her off. "Just go, you aren't welcome here."
"This isn't over." Irene warns. She's scowling at all three of us now but I'm not scared. "Don't say I didn't warn you Jennie, when your career never takes off you'll have Jisoo to blame for that."
Jennie lunges at Irene and this time it's Hanbin that holds her back.
Irene walks out of the studio and I'm not sure how much damage she inflicted.
Once she's gone Hanbin lets go of Jennie and the tension that Irene brought with her visit is still hanging in the air.
I want to ask Jennie if she's ok and I also want to thank her for sticking up for me.
I can't though because without warning she runs out of the room leaving me and Hanbin alone again.
I wonder what has her so upset.
Is it Irene and her homophobic views or the fact that she hit on Hanbin?
Inquiring minds want to know.