Can't - Mark Tuan Fan fic

14 - Why Is Everybody Being So Nosy?

"I can't do this without you, ok?"  

What does that mean? I'm tempted to ask, but I'm afraid I wouldn't want what would come out of his mouth next. "Whatever." I take a step back from him. 

My phone rings, saving me from this situation. I take it out from my pocket, but before I could answer, Mark snatches it away from me and tosses it on his bed. 

"What the fuck, Mark. What is your problem?" 

"You're my problem."

"UGGGGHHHHH!!!!" I shout in frustration, stomping my feet and flinging my arms on the air at my side. "What do you want me to do, huh?" I seriously don't know at this time. What does he want? "Should I just disappear then? Should I just stick to your side? Then what? Huh? Fuck Mark. Can you not make it more complicated as it already is?"

I open the door, wanting to just storm out of here and be left the FUCK ALONE! 

"You kissed?" Angie is standing right in front of me, behind her is Junior. 

"AARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!" I yell again. "Can't anybody just leave me in peace?" I walk pass her, pass Junior. I was planning on going to my room, but Angie could follow me there. No matter how big the house is, I can't think of a place where I can be isolated. So, I run down the stairs, praying that a taxi would be waiting for me outside, with my luggage so I could just go home. I've never missed my own room like this since I arrived here. 

I have to jog a few more blocks before I could get a taxi to stop. When I am getting in, a hand pulls me back out. 

"Cristina."

I turn around to see an angry Juho. 

Lord, kill me now so I could be at peace.... Joke. But, seriously, I just want some time alone to think. 

"JYP wants to talk to you."

"Me? What for?" I ask, furrowing my brows. 

"What do you think?" He asks, rolling his eyes. 

Oh right. My performance earlier. Better to know the results now than later, right? Now, that I think about it, it would be a blessing in disguise that I fail. At least I could go home. There are more pressing matters now I want to fix back in the States. Plus, I don't think I could last long in that house with Mark in it. 

I follow Juho back to the company. I already expect what is about to come. I heard JYP is really strict and he yells at trainees. I just hope he wouldn't be that harsh. He could just go straight to the point and tell me whether or not I have to pack. 

We enter his office, which I think is a bit like the principal's office in high school or the Dean's office in Uni. I get nervous all of a sudden, it's like I'm gonna get black listed or something. Damn. 

"Cristina Samson!" JYP looks up from behind his desk, even before I can greet him. 

"Uh." I just bow. I notice Juho leaving silently. 

"Take a sit." He doesn't even smile a bit, I feel beads of sweat wetting my nape and back. "So..." he rests his elbows on the table, putting his hands together. "what happened earlier?"

With so many things that happened, I really don't have any idea what he's asking. But, of course he wouldn't have known what went down in the house, would he? Except if there are CCTVs around. Oh, fuck. That would just be....Shit! 

But, I sigh in relief when he continues, "Your evaluation was the worst. Your mentors told me you're not like this. Do you have problems?"

"Huh?"