It's been two weeks of me living in here.
Me and the Jung siblings got really close.
Apparently today, me and Eunnie were going out for some shopping for the formal dinner at home tonight, even tho I had everything I needed, she still insisted that I'd come.
I sat in the passenger seat, as Eunnie drove.
We stopped outside a mall. I got out, followed by Eunnie as she handed her car keys to the valet.
I quietly followed Eunnie as she went into branded shops, rummaging through clothes, and buying every piece that she liked, not even looking at the price.
While she was buying hers, I decided to walk around the shop, and see if I like any.
It was the dress corner, and one of their dresses had caught my eye. It was a peach sleeveless dress, that fell down to the knees.
I walked towards it, and felt the cloth. It was silk dress with an upper layer of organza.
"You like it?", Eunnie said making me startle a bit.
I turned back.
"I was just looking at it", I replied backing up from the dress.
"Try it!", she said.
"What? No", I said.
"Go on try it!", she said.
"Jogiyo( over here please), can you please take this dress out?", she called one of the clerks she got the dress removed from the mannequin.
She handed me the dress, and told me to go try it on.
I gulped and walked towards the changing room.
I tried it on, nervous on how it would look on me.
I pulled the dress down, and it fell beautifully a bit above my knees.
I moved my hair to the side, and zipped up the back.
I fixed myself and looked at myself in the mirror.
I awkwardly bit onto my inner lip, feeling a bit pretty.
I picked up my clothes from the floor and nervously opened the door, and stepped outside.
"Holy freaking shit", she said staring at me.
I chuckled a bit.
"Add this in the bill", she said to the clerk.
"Should I go change back then?", I asked.
"No! Keep on wearing this. I'll get it paid", she said.
The clerk took my clothes from my hands.
"There's one thing missing tho", she said.
"Um?", I asked nervously.
"Heels!", she said.
"No I'm fine", I said.
"You're going to wear a beautiful dress with a pair of tommys?", she said looking at me weirdly.
"Well they are comfortable", I replied.
"Not happening", she said smiling sarcastically.
I chuckled.
We walked over to the counter, and she handed her credit card, not even asking about the bill.
I glanced over the computer screen and 25000 THAT ALSO IN FREAKING DOLLARS, FORGET ABOUT THE WONS.
I was in literal shock right now.
HOW MUCH DOES THIS DRESS FUCKING COST?
The clerk handed Eunnie the shoppers, I expected more shoppers but there were only FIVE. ONLY FREAKING FIVE. One of them being MY CLOTHES.
Shit she's fucking rich.
We walked out of the shop, and I quietly followed her as she pulled me into another branded shoe store.
Sehuns POV
"Is anything left?", Taeyang asked.
"I'm pretty much done. I just need a pair of Sunglasses, and we're done. Let's head to Vogue", I said taking a sip of coffee.
I kept looking down, walking amongst the crowd in the mall towards Vogue.
"Sehun, is that..", Taehyang spoke looking somewhere.
I followed to where he was looking.
"Jennie!", I said removing the pair of sunnies I had on.
"With Dawon?", he said again.
"What?", I asked.
"She's with Jung Dawon, the girl who killed one of our accomplices", he said again.
"You mean Jhopes sister?", I asked looking at her.
"Yes!", he said.
"What is she doing with her?", he spoke again.
"Wait a minute", I said taking out my phone.
I dialled moms number.
"Sehun, my love!", she said excitedly.
"Eomma, I have a question", I said, my eyes on Jennie.
"Anything darling", she said again.
"Is Jennie home?", I asked.
"She hasn't been home for three weeks now. We have no clue where she is. She said she was heading out for a walk at night and she hasn't returned since", Eomma spoke.
"And you guys didn't even check on her?", I asked.
"Oh we've been trying to get rid of her since day one. Fun thing is that she doesn't even know you're alive!", she said.
"What?", I asked again.
"She thinks you actually died when you faked your death", she said.
"Ah, okay. I'll be going now", I said cutting the Line.
"She's been kidnapped", I said.
"How do you know?", he asked.
"She's been missing from home since three weeks. She doesn't even leave the house for one day so what do you expect?", I said.
"But why would she be out shopping then if she's kidnapped", he asked.
"That's what is confusing me as well", I said.
