Topp Dogg Fanfic- Two Groups, One Heart (completed)

Chapter Twelve: It's Over

Sun-Jung

I'm entering my bedroom on the second floor when my heart decides to jump out of my chest. The loudest scream I think anyone could ever muster comes from upstairs. My immediate reaction is to just take a deep breath and remember the maid's warning. He said we would hear a scream after the party, or was it during the party? Either way, it's still a scream and it's still real. Something happened and I have a bad feeling about it.

Seogoong suddenly comes running out of his bedroom. He looks terrified and so unsure of what he's doing. When he reached the steps, he trips and falls on his face. I run over to see if he's okay.

When I reach the scene I realize that he's not. He has tears in his eyes and is in a rush to get back up. "What's going on?" I shout out to him. He doesn't stop moving. I follow his slow moving body up the stairs. This boy is nothing but a nervous wreck. "My little sister is in trouble." I stop moving.

His little sister? Who's his little sister again? A memory pops into my head of the group dinner and I remember. Sara-Jo. That's all I have to think before I make my way back down stairs. I'm sure she just tripped and smashed her pretty little face. She's fine I bet.

Then, I heard more shouting. Pounding footsteps echo the halls. The security team is running towards the stairs. They look panicked and alarmed. One guy grabs my arm and carries me along with them. Maybe I should start worrying now.

I'm carried all the way to the fourth floor where I see a disaster area. The door to the largest room in the building is smashed and in pieces. A few members from the groups are sitting up against the walls in shock and terror. There are quiet tears running down their beautiful faces.

The security guard drops me off there. I don't bother looking for an answer to what happened. I'm going to get it sooner or later and wether I want it or not.

Kidoh has his hands covering his face. The tips of his fingers pull at his hair. I walk over and squat beside him. "What's wrong?" What a stupid question for me to ask.

Kidoh removes his hands from his face and looks me in the eyes. His eyes are puffy and red from crying. He's shocked and scared. Then, suddenly he pulls me down and his arms connect together behind me. "Thank goodness your okay." He whispers in a soft sob. My attempts to comfort him don't work. I just have to stay in this position and deal with it. Of course, I still don't know what happened.

A security guard comes out of the room. "Everyone, please go down to the living room. Make yourselves comfortable." He told us all with a sad tone in his voice.

Kidoh and I walked back down with an arm wrapped around each other. He just seemed so sad. I don't understand why.

It's not too long until it find out.

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Seogoong is crumpled on the floor of the living room. When he tripped on his way walking to the couch, he remained stuck in that position. His tears made puddles on the floor. I wanted to console him, but Kidoh wouldn't let me go. I was stuck under his wing, not even happy about it.

My manager walked into the room. A sad expression splattered her face. She looked up at all of us. Her eyes said that she was sorry, while her speech was robotic and monotone.

"I'm very sorry to tell you that this show cannot go on. You will all return back to your normal schedules for the time being." She took a deep breath and met each of our eyes. She wants us to know how deeply sorry she is, but half of us don't know what happened.

Then, her eyes traveled to Seogoong, who now was tugging at his hair silently, his head facing the ground.

"Sara-Jo was taken away. Nobody knows who did it. She's gone and none of us know if we can get her back because we don't know where they are either." That was something I never expected. I'm not very close with Sara-Jo, but I never dreamed of something like this happening. How is it possible?

Then, something happened that none of us expected. Seogoong went on a rampage. The adult lost all control of himself. "No! Don't say that! Damn it! It's my fault!" He stood up and ran towards the curtains. Seogoong pulled with all his might. "We can find her! We just need more light! We need to be able to see more!" He pulled every single damn curtain off it's rod.

Then, he collapsed on the ground again. His loud, angry tears became silent. "It's just not fair." We could hear him across the room. Then, he laid himself down on the wooden floor.

I chose to stop watching by then. Kidoh poked my cheek and I turned to look at him. "There are two people missing from this room. One of them is your brother." I looked around to see if he was right. Kidoh was. Hojoon and Hansol were missing from the room.

I suddenly became nervous. My eyes met Kidoh's. "Where's my brother?" I asked him. Kidoh bit his bottom lip. "I have an idea, but you're not going to like it." He took my wrist in his hand and I was pulled back to the fourth floor.

The hallway seems more dim than before and Sara-Jo's room is still dark. I hear two people talking in her room. One voice comes from my brother. The other comes from Hojoon.

I lean against the wall next to the door. Kidoh does the same on the opposite side. I listen carefully to the two boys conversation.

"We have to find her." Hojoon says. "Yeah, but how?" Hansol says. I try not to giggle from my brothers frustrated voice. "I don't know." Hojoon says. That makes Hansol angry. "That helps things, now doesn't it! At least try to be a little more intelligent!" He's really upset. "I'm trying!" Hojoon's voice cries out and I can tell that there must be tears falling down his face.

"Look, I'm sorry. I just care a lot about her and . . ." Hansol doesn't finish his sentence. "I know. I care about her too. To think, I was going to ask her out." Hojoon laughs as if he can't believe himself. There's a pause between the two. "I was going to ask her out too." Hansol says quietly.

There's an even longer pause and I don't want to stay to hear the rest. I felt a fight coming on and I wasn't up for listening to it.