Jackson POV
When did everything get so complicated between us? I told her nothing would come between us and I meant it when I said it. But when JYP made me break up with her, he gave me the worse possible alternative option to us staying together ...what was I supposed to do?
"We caught you Jackson," JYP said to me, accusingly. It was an early morning on that Saturday when I got a call, telling me to come in for a meeting.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," I yawned, still tired from the night before.
A thick manilla folder was tossed at me. I picked it up from the table and opened it, shocked at its content. I swallowed hard as I pulled out the many photos of me and my girlfriend. She'd finally flew in a week ago and we'd been staying at a hotel until last night when we moved her into her dorm.
"You've been tailing me?" I questioned, my anger level raising.
"For a while now," he admitted. I continued through the packs of photos, finding pictures of us together when I visited her in America.
"This is an invasion of privacy!" I tossed the folder back to him, the contents spilling across the table.
"You have no have no privacy," he countered. "And I've been nice! I've known about this for months but I let you and your plaything be, since she was out of the country. But she's here now and that changes everything."
"That changes nothing!" I shouted. "She's my girlfriend and I love her. My dating ban is over, I don't understand what the issue is."
"The issue is she," he emphasized, "is bad for the brand. Plain and simple. There are millions of nice girls that live in this country that would love the chance to be with you."
"I don't care about them, I love her," I couldn't believe what I was hearing from him. Nice girls?! Kimmie, though she could be a little rough around the edges, was one of the nicest people I've ever met, not that he'd know that. But I knew what he really meant. It was code for she wasn't light, bright, or white enough for this company. But my Kimmie was perfect the way she is. I could give damn about 'the brand'.
"Well you have two options. You can either leave Got7 or you can break up with her."
"Are you serious?"
"Quite," he smirked. He was trying to get a rise out of me, just as he always had. "The choice is up to you . If you think she's worth leaving the group for, we won't stop you. We'll even have a proper goodbye from you to your fans."
My body felt hot and cold as if it couldn't figure which was right. Kimmie was my majority... but Aghases were my everything... and Got7 was my family. Was I really willing to give all of that up for her?
"You're free to leave," he continued, walking towards the door. He stopped before moving through the threshold. "You have until tomorrow to make a decision. Choose wisely." He left me there, trapped in my thoughts.
I love Kimmie but could I give up my life for her? We've only been together a year and yeah I would I've said I'd spend the rest of my life with her, which wasn't a lie, but that plan always included my music. And I can't tell her what was said today... that'd only break her spirit.
I sat at the table alone for hours, unable to come to a good conclusion. Give up my current life or give up my future wife... those were my two options.
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