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24

I hop into the shower straight away in a last ditch effort to keep myself from balling my eyes out. Luckily there is one right in the girls locker room that I have easy access too.

And actually, I guess taking a shower doesn't keep myself from crying but more like acts like a buffer. With the water rushing down over my face it makes it almost impossible to feel my tears. If I cry, and I'm not over exaggerating, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop.

I used to cry everyday when I was younger.

After I'm positive that I've gotten myself together- or at least the most I possibly can- I hop out of the steaming water and back into Jimin's clothes. I almost feel like it's even wrong for me to be wearing these now, but my old clothes are all the way back in the bathroom by manager-nim's office.

And I will not risk running into him again.

I reluctantly start for the practice room without even taking a look at myself in the mirror. One because I'm extremely embarrassed and two because my hair is soaking wet and my eyes are probably all red and puffy.

"Yeah he literally shoved her out..." Jimin trails off when I enter the room once again. I can already tell by the members shocked expressions that Jimin told them of what he saw.

Too bad what he saw was completely inaccurate.

I don't dare try and sort things out because what am I going to say when I've got my tongue tied? Instead I shuffle on over to my locker and put on my sneakers that I leave here from time to time. Even though the boys aren't talking to me, they apparently can't keep themselves from staring at me like I'm some zoo animal.

Finally our choreographer meets with us so that we can start practice.

~End of Practice~

"Shall we go out to eat?"Jin suggests, my stomach rumbling at the thought. I'm absolutely starving but I don't get my paycheck until tomorrow. Usually one of them would offer to buy for me but I don't think that'll be happening anytime soon.

"I'm down! Rae-J- I mean," Jungkook stops himself before he can even let my entire name roll off his tongue. Are they seriously going to ignore me like this? And for how long?

"I'll be eating at the dorms," I whisper quietly, speed walking out of the practice room and to the stairs. If I stayed a minute longer I probably would've died of guilt.

Just as I'm about to reach the bottom of the stairs someone grabs my arm causing me to jump. I quickly squeeze my eyes shut, knowing that it's most likely manager Hobeom ready to ruin my life a bit more.

"Tell me the truth,"

I let out a sigh of a relief when Yoongi's voice fills my ears. That is until I realize that I can't tell him the truth in order to protect him. He would for sure try to report the issue, not only that but seek revenge. Yoongi is way too passionate about rapping and music that I refuse to put his career at jeopardy.

"Hello? Can you hear me?" He says, waving his hand in front of my face. I continue to stare at the floor, not daring to look him in the eyes. Although I'm good at lying, I hate to do it.

"RaeJae!"

"You've already heard the truth," I answer blankly, setting my feelings aside for the time being.

"You and I both know that there is no way you would come onto Manager hyung," Yoongi tilts his head to the side.

"Well I did,"

"Well you didn't,"

"Aren't you supposed to be ignoring me right now?" I try to walk passed him be he doesn't let me move two steps.

"Tell me the truth. Now," He glares at me intensely which makes my stomach knot.

"Fine," I sigh, "I put that outfit on because I wanted to, I walking into Manager oppas office because I wanted to, and I tried to make out with him because I wanted to,"

Yoongi stares at me like he might strangle me at any moment. For a second it looks like he might continue to question my story, but instead he says, "It's too bad. I actually respected you,"

And with that he jogs back up the stairs, Leaving behind me and my slowly crumbling strength. I don't know how long I can keep this up; lying to protect them. I'll just endure a little more.

Jungkook's POV:

"Shouldn't we at least talk to RaeJae about it?" I ask after she'd just excused herself. Yoongi grunts before chasing after her, Jimin yelling at him to stop.

"Jimin, why are you so heated about it? We don't even know the whole story... it seems sort of fishy to me," Hoseok adds his thoughts, Jimin shaking his head.

"If you were there you would believe it. I mean, I'm still a little shocked but... I don't think I'll ever treat RaeJae the same again. She's a slüt-"

"Yah! Don't say that," Tae growls. He's been uptight all practice. I can tell that he wants to talk to RaeJae but also doesn't want to get in trouble.

"Jimin hyung, I really feel like we're missing something here," I say, curiously trying to see if Yoongi is in sight.

Jimin only shakes his head once again, walking over to our lockers to put some of his practice things away. Finally I can see Yoongi coming back, only with an extremely angered expression however.

"What'd she say?" Jin asks, rocking back and forth on his sneakers.

"She says it's all true," Yoongi purses his lips, "She sounded like she was legit too,"

"I can't believe she did that," Namjoon mumbles, "Why did she? Maybe she wants his money or something,"

"Or maybe she just wanted some," Jimin does an inappropriate motion.

"Stop that," Tae growls.

"What? You don't believe me?" Jimin raises his eyebrows. Taehyung shakes his head.

"Whatever, let's just listen to what Manager hyung told his to do and we'll figure out the details later," Namjoon confirms.

RaeJae's POV:

All the way down the sidewalk I kick small pebbles, acting like each one is Manager oppa's face. If I can't reach out to the boys for help, I'm going to have to somehow help myself. Of course I can't quit or else he'll ruin the boys... so I'm in a bit of a sticky situation.

I guess this really is a catch 22.

I arrive at the dorms and literally drag myself up the stares. After all that lying I have absolutely no energy. It's either that or all the crying I've done, but since the shower I haven't been able to shed a tear.

"RaeJae-Ssi~"

I almost jump out of my skin at the voice from behind me. However, when I go to look the hallway is completely empty. Am I going crazy?

"Over here,"

My eyes dart around the hallway until finally landing on the few speakers on the ceiling.

"Make sure to stop by my office tomorrow after practice. Oppa will be waiting,"

I can't help the gag that rises in my throat. Did he seriously seek me out all the way at my dorm? This is getting to be way over my head.

"What to do... what to do..." I whisper to myself worriedly, desperately trying to look for options.

I lock the door to my dorm, something I haven't done in months since the boys usually come and go as they please. They probably won't be doing that much anymore... it's strange how much I already miss them.

Suddenly I feel the urge to start sobbing but I also feel the need to suppress it. I clutch my hand over my mouth and collapse onto my bed. If I start crying now I'll regret it later. So instead I close my eyes and wait for sleep to overtake me, even though it's only 5pm.

Tomorrow I'll find a way to bust that creep of a manager.