I'm Sorry [M.Y.G]

Reunited

It's been 2 months since the boys left. They talked everyday, even if it was just a good morning or good night text.

Mark called BTS' manager to tell him they'll be attending the concert in the US. Mark had forgotten some things at home and needed to pick it up, so why not go to the BTS concert.

After 4 years of living in Korea, the girls probably thought it was time to tell their fathers that they were staying Seoul permanently. No matter how much they disagreed with what their fathers did, they were still their fathers and deserved to know where they've been and what they'll be doing.

"Our flight is booked for tomorrow. Do you have everything packed?" Mark asked his sisters.

"Yeah. I have a question. What did our dads do with our rooms?" Jackie asked

"Well, Jackie's is the same as when you left it but Y/N's, that's a different story"

"What he do with it?" Y/N asked

"He turned it into a new room for Dylan at first."

"Of course he would. Wait, at first?"

"Yea. Dylan asked him to turn it back to a teenage girls room. He said he didn't want to take his little sister's room."

"That was nice of him" Jackie told Y/N.

"Like I care. He's just guilty about what he did right before we left" Y/N said with an annoyed tone

"Are you till holding a grudge about that?" Grace asked and she seemed amused

-4 years ago-

Y/N and Jackie were in Y/N's bedroom and were tired from the flight back to the US. But after Y/N had explained to Jackie that she broke up with Stefan on the plane, they were wide awake.

"I know you don't want to hear this but, it's a great thing that you finally ended things with Stefan"

"I miss him"

"He cheated on you four times! He doesn't deserve you"

"I know... but I know if I see him again I'm going to want to get back together. What do I do?"

"...You don't see him again"

"What do you mean? We have school tomorrow, I'm going to see him there"

"Let's leave"

"Leave? You mean, runaway?"

"Why not? I mean we have enough money to live a very comfortable life somewhere else. We can make a new life, a better life away from all these horrible things in our lives. You can leave Stefan, and all the bad memories here. I can leave my gambling addicted mother. We can both leave the lives our fathers live and be happy."

"Let's do it. A better life"

"A better life"

They stayed up all night planning where they would go and made several calls. By this time tomorrow they would be starting their new lives.

Right as they were going to sleep, Y/N got a text from her oldest brother

DYLN: You're not going anywhere.

Y/N: What do you mean?

DYLN: I overheard your plan and told Dad. You're not leaving this family

Y/N: FUCK YOU!!!!

DYLN: Don't text-yell. You aren't leaving for Spain tomorrow

Y/N: I hate this life. Why can't you let me be happy?