~~~ EXO - Electric kiss ~~~
The next thing she knew, when all those reporters pressed on her, to talk, while she became completely mute, was that someone placed his arm over her shoulders, while covering her face with a magazine. The person urged her to walk, while her legs felt like, they are not hers, but she followed the person, wanting to get out of this hell. They pushed through the crowd, which decided to stick with them, all the way to the van that was waiting by the front pavement of the SM building.
She was pushed inside, while the door closed behind her and she saw her manager seating himself in front of her on the passenger's seat, ordering the driver to set on the road.
She found it hard to breath, pressing her body into the warm leather seat, her body not relaxing, not even after they were far from the company house.
"Are you alright? Did you say something?" her manager asked and she just automatically shook her head. This went downhill so quickly...
"Where are we going?" she asked, her voice sounding weak, that she had to clear her throat.
"To the hotel. I will have someone to bring some of your stuff. The dormitories are already under the attack of reporters, there is no way, you can go there," he explained to her in rush and then started talking with someone on the phone. Her brain didn't feel like working. Not noticing her phone was ringing in her pocket, as her mind went blank, not comprehending what is happening. Until they arrived to underground parking lot of nice looking hotel.
Her manager escorted her inside, not bothering to stop by the reception, as porter only handed him over the key to her hideout.
Now she was in unfamiliar suite, all alone with her own thoughts. She was staring blankly into the space, trying to gather her memories on the past hour.
Did the whole Korea now know she is his daughter? Does his family know already? How could this happen? She was trying to remember, if she let it slip anywhere past week, but she was sure she didn't. Is it possible, that her father did?
Who else knew?
Baekhyun...
His name finally managed to pierce the haze that covered her mind. She took out her phone, seeing that she has many missed phone calls from Eve, from her father and then from Baekhyun. Coincidentally the apparat started to ring again, she sighed in relieve, to see it's him, than anyone else.
"Yes?" she spoke up, not recognizing her own voice, after she put her phone to her ear.
"Aish... Iseul, can't you pick up the phone... do you have any idea how worried I was..." he started off, as she expected, it made he feel actually better, that he cared about her well-being.
"I'm sorry, I was a bit busy past hour," she let out quietly.
"What happened, where are you, I will pick you up, don't come out from wherever you are now, I will explain..." she didn't let him finish the sentence.
"It's too late for that, I know what is going on, the reporters cornered me in front of the SM building," she informed him with blunt tone. She heard him curse a bit more.
"Are you okay... ahh of course you are not, did you go back in? I should have been there with you, when it broke out," he sounded guilty, for some kind of reason. Her brain was starting to work properly again, which wasn't the best thing at the moment. She didn't want to think and leave her mind making up all sort of storied about her current situation.
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