Delilah;
Six month after divorce;
Some days I look at the wall and just stare at it. I wonder what shadow would dance on there from my memory and disappear. Lucia thinks I am crazy and I admit i feel crazy. I feel like I lost everything but gain something too. I wish I could have thrown the letter away so I would have never had this outcome. I think of those days in my late teens/early 20's all happy to be sending that man a letter in the mail hoping he will read every line and my words will seep into his heart.
It was the only way to express myself. I was an anxiety driven girl with no friends, fresh out of hell aka high school where I was bullied and never had kissed, fucked, or even looked at a guy in my life. I thought once I hit my twenties things would change since I was dealing with a new group of people but that wasn't the case. I got to college and everyone never talked to each other only strived for their career and occasionally talk to fuck. But me I wanted my career and a husband. I stuck to the book and kept writing Taehyung through the whole ordeal. The ups and downs.
When more scandals of him dating got out I ignored it. When articles and pictures of him with girls came out I ignored it. When he told someone he loved them in messages. Like a dumbass...I ignored. I did it out of the desperate need to have normalcy in my life. My family was anything but that. Having only one older brother and a younger sister and your parents divorced put everything in perspective for me. I didn't want to end up like that. When Taehyung spoke to me I felt like I was a soft marshmallow, and when he sang love songs to me I felt like I died and went to heaven. But now when he speaks I want to throw him in a wood chopper.
When he sings it sounds like cats scratching chalkboards. And that fucking bitch he cheated on me with is going around flashing rings and clothing he bought her. She also spoke about how he and her just came back from a trip to Paris. It boiled my blood because that was the trip we were supposed to take for my birthday. I wanted to lock him and her in the Eiffel tower and set it on fire.
"Breathe, that was too far of a thought," I said to myself as I shut the TV off. I didn't even want to see what his fans nor mines were saying about this whole ordeal. I just quickly grabbed my gym back and filled it with water, a change of clothes, and two towels for me and Hoseok. Now, I know you're thinking "why are you getting stuff for you and Hoseok?" Well it's because he is my dance teacher. He teaches me to dance and in exchange we upload some video of our practice and everyone goes wild.
I have been dancing on my own for a while and gain a lot of attention but when Hoseok joined I had so much popularity that I couldn't even fathom. I needed the exercise and time for myself to think clear. I grabbed my car and house keys and left after locking up the house. When I got to J-Hoping studios: dance for the art as his business card says I was pumped. I parked in my designated spot next to his with my name engraved in the slot and turn of the ignition.
I took a deep breath and tried to relax myself. It's been a while since I been back and even though he called nonstop to invite me out I just made excuses. I bought him an iced americano in the hopes to appease him for not coming back for so long. I grabbed my bag and his coffee and exit my ride before locking it and walking into the building.
Rachel, his receptionist knew it was me and said "he is in studio 6130," before handing me a key card. I nodded and went to the elevator. I scanned the key card it open up. I got in and pushed the button 6. When the doors closed my heart tighten.
"Come on Delilah, I have someone you should meet," Taehyung said as he grabbed my hand. He open the door to the studio room, I watch a tall guy with black hair and a straight line facial expression walk back and forth as he counted. "One, two, three, four, and one, two, three, four," he was so intimidating as he stared at those amateur dancers trying to nail a few dance moves.
"Stop! Stop! stop!" He said in a booming voice making me jump as he walked to the back of the class.
"Ryan, Huey, Rain, and Puth get out and come back when you learn the dance," he said. Four people, two guys and two girls walked out the room collecting their bags as they usher past us. He sighed in frustration before looking up at us and a smile appeared on his face. "Oh shit! My bro!" He yelled at the top of his lungs before jogging over to us and pulling Taehyung into a hug.
"Ooh, bro? Who is this?" He said a he wiggled his eye brows.
"Hi Hyung, this is my girlfriend Delilah, she is a dancer on YouTube and I was wondering if you could teach her some more moves for her channel?" Taehyung said as he got out of Hoseok's embrace and he turned to me.
He smiled at me and shook my hand. "My name is Hoseok you can call me J-hope or Hobi for short," he said. I smiled, I remember him in the singing group with Taehyung before I met Taehyung.
"Hi Hobi, you were in that group BTS right?" I asked shyly as if I didn't know.
He nodded with a smile, "yes and now I do this," he said as he stretch his arms out and showed of his dance studio.
Everyone clapped for him for some reason and he smiled. "So you wanna dance?" He asked.
"Delilah?" I heard his voice questioned when the elevator doors open.
Tears whelmed up in my eyes and slowly started to spill out.
"Hi Hobi, I missed you," I cried.
So what do you think Baddies? Hobi is just adorable sunshine but can be like an eclipse if you mess up one move! Lmao. As we are slowly learning the friendship dynamic and how it changed, what do you think the reason Delilah stop being friends with everyone? And what will Hobi reaction be to seeing her again? Will he let her dance? ~TB
