Promise

20

*********Taehyung's POV********
"Sh-she is wi-with yo-you right?" My voice was shaking. I could feel lumps growing in my vocal cords.
"No, she isn't! We texted her and called her, but no response!" Namjoon said looking down, the tears in his eyes were visible. There was blood smeared on his nose and corner of his lips.
"Hyungs, wha-what a-a-about her friends? Did you contact them?"
I felt my world fall apart.
"We did, but they were cold towards us. Really cold. And told us that they wouldn't hold back if their friend was in the slightest of pain." Jin said as he watched me grow weaker every second.
"We didn't even know what was wrong." Yoongi's voice was cold and teary. I stammered, in an almost unheard whisper,
"I was wrong for her. Namjoon and London are a match made in heaven."
"Just fucking listen for one god damn time! It was christmas everything was going alright. The next morning she texted us 'Sorry,'. Clearly, we were all worried for her. We texted her, called her but there was no response. Her phone was turned off." it was dead silent after Hoseok spoke. Jimin took over from where Hoseok left off,
"We didn't know what happened. You two didn't answer our calls. Neither did Rose, Lisa, Jennie and Jisoo. We finally asked your Hwarang hyungs. They hesitated a bit but eventually told us how you behaved and how drunk you were."
"Jimin, what did I do when I was drunk?"
"Hyung you were an emotional wreck. You said whatever came to your mind. You hurt Nuna" Jungkook narrated the whole incident. I lost balance, I felt a strong force pull me down. Thankfully, Jimin caught me. Namjoon spoke after a long time,
"Taehyung, you have to listen to me. No matter what!" Namjoon paused, maybe to see my reaction. I nodded. Words felt way too much heavy to spit out. Namjoon smiled, but that smile hid the clear image of pain and sorrow,
"So as we all know, today is your birthday. This year we thought of surprising you. We planned that we are going to tell you that we wouldn't be there for your birthday. But we all know that if you gave our words a simple thought you would have figured it out in a jiffy. We needed you to be distracted. That's where London came in. She was supposed to keep you busy, happy and distracted. I used to text her and ask about you. She just said you were acting a bit down. She really wanted you to smile and this plan needed to work. I used to cheer her up, send her jokes and fuel her up with all the energy she needed to see your sad face. I adviced her to delete the chat so that you don't find out the plan we made for your birthday. And she said Love you but that was a totally different and platonic text. Besides we were just joking. Taehyung, we have been friends since years. I friendzoned London cause I saw what your eyes had for her. How could you think that I would be the one to snatch her away from you? Don't you think we all know what she is to you? I have seen you cry for her, for almost 4 years. I've seen you yearn for her presence for about almost 126144000 seconds." Namjoon couldn't finish, cause his words were cut off by Jin,
"Your math skills are fire man!"
"This is not about my math skills!"
"Oh yeah sorry!"
I smiled through the tears. I'm such an idiot. I didn't give her time to explain, I was rude to her, I just went with whatever scenario my mind made, I hurt her and my dearest friend. I burried my face in my palms. Yoongi patted my shoulders,
"It's never too late to say sorry."
"B-but sometimes it's too late to forgive. I've hurt her so much. I don't deserve her. She has been with me in my ups and and downs. But I couldn’t just trust her?" I was sobbing. The tears made my wound on the left cheek burn a bit.
"Hyung, you are giving up even before you try." Jungkook said
"Do you think she is safe?"
"We hope so Tae. Now the only thing we need to do is find her." Namjoon said as he pulled me into a hug. That's true brotherhood and I feel guilt building up inside me. But I hugged him back and tighter than ever,
"I'm sorry Hyung!"
"Guys I think luck is in our favour. I guess we just found her."
Hoseok said, making my heart skip a beat. I rushed towards Hoseok, his eyes glued on the television. I looked on the television and saw my doll, my London.

(Blackpink's outfit)

(London's outfit)

Her eyes! The concealer was not able to hide her tears. The five girls bowed and introduced themselves as Blackpink. They were supposed to dance first, to their self composed song. Then they would take a break and wait for the 2nd segment, singing and rapping. I trust them. They are amazing, they literally own the stage.
"Admire her later. Let's go there first!" Jin said as he pulled me away. My eyes were still glued to my doll on the television.
"Hyung, it is an hour away from here." Jungkook said as he practically threw me on the backseat of our car.
………………London's POV……………
We bowed as the audience roared with cheers. As I participated with my girlies. It has been days since I last saw or heard from Taehyung. I never knew that it would be so hard without him. But Taehyung was dying on the inside because of me. Sometimes its the happiness of our loved ones that win against the battle of one's own sorrows. My girls and I patched up and they squeezed me in their choreography. Honestly, I feel so hurt. I feel like a cold knife against my skin, cutting me and slashing me till I have no way to heal anymore.
"You are a boss bitch, London! Don't give up." Jennie said and wrapped me in a tight hug. Things were a bit awkward between me and Jisoo since the fight.
"What if you don't win because of me?" I said as gripped Jennie's hand tightly.
"Well then we would have to simply agree that the show has appointed a group of babos as judge." I looked up and saw Jisoo saying this. I hugged her tightly and burst into tears,
"Unnie, I'm sorry! I really am!"
"So am I London. I should have never reacted like that. You have enough wits to have control over you life. I'm sorry London."
"Girls, group hug time!" Lisa said as we wrapped ourselves into a group hug. We heard our name being called.
"Girls, are you ready?" Rose smiled and we did our cheer. Then we stepped on the stage to finish our singing segment.