He walked into the conference room, hoping no one was in there. It'd been a couple days but he was hurting. He needed to see her. He needed to hold her. He was texting his hyungs for help him again
“Where have you been?” Her voice deeper and ominous than usual.
He turned around, the young singer stood just off to the side of the door. He rolled his eyes and turned his back to her, not giving her an answer, trying to finish his text.
“Answer me, where have you been?”
“Don't worry about it.” He finally answered.
“You went to see her, didn't you?” she got mad, walked up to him, grabbed his arm hard and turned him around, “Do you think I'm joking around? You belong to me now.”
He swung his arm away, “That will never happen… I wasn't yours then, I'm not now. You've blackmailed the manager to put me in this position. Don't think that I will ever give her up for you. You pathetic piece of trash!”
Tears welled up in her eyes, she bit her lip, and before she could stop herself, she raised her hand and slapped him across the face. With tears dripping down her face, her mouth trembling, “Don't…”
He cut her off, “I know who you are. I know what you're doing. And it's not going to work.” He rubbed his cheek, it stung but he didn't care. “I'm going to find a way to expose you.” He pushed her aside and walked out.
She was mad, her face turning red as she bared her teeth at the door he just walked out of, “Well, I guess I'm going to have to tighten my grip.”
She stormed out of the conference room. She seen him walking down the hall, so she went the other way.
She practically walked all the way across the city until she caught a taxi. It turned down a little street that lead to a cul de sac. There were buildings that lined it. She looked at the building that she had come to know well. She looked up at the fourth floor and seen that window open, curtains fluttering in and out.
“That damn manager can't do anything right. I might as well do it myself.”
She marched up the steps right up to the door and started banging on it. No one answered. She started banging on it again. The neighbor across the hall yelled at her to stop banging on people's doors. She turned around and told him to shut up. The neighbor looked shocked at first then yelled at her again to leave or else he was calling the police. She just sneered at him and kept banging on the door.
After a while, a police officer showed up.
“Ma’am, you're going to have to leave. You're disturbing the people on this floor.” He said to her.
She gave him an angry look, “Not until this bitch opens her door. She's having an affair with my boyfriend.” She growled. She banged on the door and tried to push it open.
The neighbor came out, “She’s been doing that for the last 15 minutes. There's no one in there. That woman moved out days ago”
She turned on her heel, looking at the neighbor, “What did you just say?”
The officer stepped in, “Ma’am, you're going to have to come with me.” He politely put his hand out in the direction she needed to go.
She glared at the neighbor who just went back into his door. Once her and the officer were outside, she asked if she was being arrested. He told her no, so she walked off.
“I'll find you.” She swore, “I'll find you and make you pay. He'll never see you again.” As she walked along the street, she would knock stuff over in anger. When someone said anything to her, she would swear at them.
She pulled her phone out.
“You bastard. You were supposed to keep them apart, you were supposed to get rid of her. How hard is that to do!”
The manager greeted, “Well hello to you too. Look, I did what I was supposed to. You wanted him with you and he is. So long as I keep his woman on a noose, he'll obey. What more do you want?”
“I'm his woman! ME! You got that!?!“ she screeched into the phone, “She's gone. That guy said she moved out days ago. Find her! Find her and get rid of her! Or else say goodbye to your precious career and life.”