Bts, a worldwide known k-pop band...accept a new member. That member is 17 year old, Leila. She is from Brooklyn and knows fluent Korean from studying in Korea and is known for dancing and rapping in NYC and decides to audition for iBighit.
Everything collapsed in front of my very eyes as soon as those words left my manager's mouth. She's gone; taken from me. The crowd are screaming in horror and shock which makes the situation seem easier to believe. This isn't happening, this can't be happening.
She was right next to me, inches from me. I could feel her body heat radiating off of her delicate skin as she held onto me. If I had just held onto her for a bit longer, told her I loved her, stayed by her side...she wouldn't be in his clutches now...
I felt my head begin to spin, my heart pounding through my chest, I felt my knees falter beneath me and that's the last I can remember...
- Leila's POV - (before the performance)
I knew what I had to do in order for them to be safe; happy. I knew what I would need to go through in order for them to be unharmed but it would be worth it. He text me yesterday stating the requirements for their safety; our safety. I would need to go with him without fail or they would go instead and I was not even willing to consider saying no.
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I look through the instructions over and over making sure that I don't miss anything because I need to guarantee their safety. I'm as good as dead but at least I won't die in vain. They will get over me as time goes by, they will be kept busy by their tight schedules and demanding work hours so it won't be as hard. I wish I could write them a letter explaining everything but I know that they still wouldn't understand and they would probably blame themselves.
I'm going to miss them so much...Jungkook's bunny teeth grinning at me as we dance together, Jin's windshield wiper laugh and his obsession for cooking, Namjoon's motivational speeches when we are feeling down, Hobi's flower hat and his fetish for sprite, Taehyung's 'fashion' and his boxy smile, Jimin's adorable laugh and love for dance.
Yoongi, god this will be the hardest person to leave...I love him so fucking much yet I don't say it very often but I wish I did...I should've hugged him, kissed him, told him how much he means to me, done everything that a girlfriend would do but now it's too late and he'll never know...how much he meant to me.
My heart aches with pain as I clutch it gently trying to numb it down as it keeps reminding me about how unbearable it is to leave them. I'm interrupted from my thoughts as the manager rushed towards us in a state of worry.
"There is a reported threat from the police warning us about performing tonight, be careful. The security team has been alerted so you should be fine but watch out for each other." I smile sadly with a tear running down my face, wiping it off before anyone can catch it. I feel everyone's gaze land on me as I smile at them trying to reassure them.
They all hug me tight as I close my eyes, trying to treasure this moment in my memory so I would never forget what it feels like to have someone; not to be alone. They all let go and that's when we get on stage.
That's when the end began...
- Taehyung's POV - (Back to present time)
Yoongi is lying on the floor, unconscious as everyone is panicking including our manager who is talking to the security guards. I watch as the paramedics take Yoongi's unresponsive body away as I feel warm tears flow down my face. She's really gone, he's taken her. She must be so scared, she would be cold and alone...I close my eyes trying to wake up from this nightmare that I'm in!
The crying fans are taken out of the arena as we are taken backstage and placed in a dressing room. Each of the members are pale white, tears rimed around their eyes and slouched bodies. I wipe my tears away and look down at my wrist. I see the yellow and green wristband that Leila got me and the other members when she went to get porridge.
I need her back...we all need her back...I don't think we can function without her. I look up to see the manager standing at the door with his phone gently balancing in his palm.
"We have reasons to believe that Leila did this willingly..." He said causing us all to direct our gaze at his face. I felt my heart sink as those words left his mouth. I felt myself stutter as I attempted to respond.
"W-what? W-what do you mean?" I questioned with tears threatening to fall down my cheeks as I spoke and inclined about what he was implying. He took a deep breath as our entire focus was on him and the words he would speak.
"The police examined the phone that was left in the dressing room which is Leila's phone. They found some texts that read:
If you don't want your 'friends' to get hurt, you will follow these instructions because daddy is getting tired of your little games since he doesn't get the chance to win...
1. You will not tell anyone about this conversation - your poor little friends would have to pay the price for that little mistake.
2. In the final part of your performance, you will be taken off by dancer. You will not fight them off or again, your friends will pay the price for your disobedience.
I look forward to seeing you soon, baby girl.
I felt nauseous as my body began to shut down, I felt so empty inside. She went because she wanted to make sure we were safe and that we were unharmed. I look at the other who were crying and holding on to each other for support. I didn't know what to say, what to do or even what to think...There was only one thing that I knew...
I was getting her back.
To be continued...
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