Internship with Pentagon

Break

"Clair, are you sure you don't want to eat? This is the only break we have and by the time we're done with the schedule for today, it'll be around eleven. You haven't eaten at all today." JinHo said as he looked at me with concern filled eyes.

It has been two weeks since my argument with Yuto. We haven't talked to each other since and I no longer go to the boys' dorm. I spend as little time with them as possible, but in the time that I do, Yuto has made no attempt to apologize or even talk to me. I don't know what I did wrong or why he is so upset. Some of the boys will come to my dorm and hang out with me on our days off, but during our working days nobody laughs and plays as we use too. A tense and angry atmosphere has taken the place of the once playful and happy atmosphere.

"No, I'm really not hungry. In fact, I should probably go check the schedule and make sure everything will line up correctly." I insisted, but as I stand up JinHo grabs my wrist.

"I'm worried about you." His eyes are filled with sincerity that makes me want to cry, but instead, I stare at him in shock of his sudden confession.

"JinHo?" is all that I manage to say.

"You barely eat, you don't smile anymore, and I know you're counting down the days until you leave us." A tear slips down my cheek.

"I'm not-" I tried to deny, but he cuts me off.

"Don't lie to me, Clair. You can try to fool everyone else, but not me. I know you better than that. I was the one that held you when you cried a few weeks ago."

I forgot that we weren't alone until I heard someone else enter the conversation.

"What?" WooSeok, who has been sitting at our table this entire time, suddenly asks.

JinHo turns his head to WooSeok. "The day after Yuto and Clair got into it, I went to her apartment to look for her. When she didn't answer the door I got worried and let myself in. I found her on her bed in a fetal position crying to the point of hyperventilation. Thank the heavens she had an inhaler on her." He shook his head thinking back on the day.

"Is that true?" WooSeok questioned in disbelief as he stared at me. I looked around to find the other boys had tuned into our conversation and were looking at me questioningly as well. But that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was locking eyes with Yuto to find them full of... pity?

No. He does not get to pity me.

Anger filled my veins and I walked out of the break room and found the nearest bathroom. I barged in and started pacing.

"Him, pity me? Absolutely not. I wasn't even crying over him?" I tried to convince myself. "Yeah, that's right. I was upset that he would have me fired because I mean, then where would I be?"

I slammed my hands on the counter and looked at myself in the mirror.

"You are Clair Davis. You are a business major and you have a promising future. You will NOT throw it away over him. He is not worth it." I finished my pep talk and proudly walked out of the bathroom, but quickly stopped when I heard two familiar voices talking.

"Hyung, I know I messed up, okay? You don't have to remind me." Yuto said, sounding defeated.

"Why haven't you talked to her? Why haven't you apologized? You see how much she was hurt by your fight. Do you not care?" JinHo challenged him.

"Of course I care, Hyung, but I can't apologize."

"Why not?" I could tell JinHo was frustrated with Yuto.

"Because I don't know why I got so angry with her. I don't know why I lashed out on her." Yuto confessed honestly.

"You're an idiot."

I was still standing around the corner when JinHo came around it after he walked away from Yuto. His eyes widened when he saw me and he was about to say something when I quickly put my index finger over my lips, indicating for him to keep quiet. He rolled his eyes at me and continued on his path to where ever he was headed.

"Clair, what have you done to me?" Was the last thing I heard Yuto say.

I stood in shock by the bathrooms until our break was over. When I returned to my senses, I met the boys in the practice room with water and towels, but I kept my eyes on the floor. I was surprised when I saw a pair of shoes standing before me.

"How long do you have left?" I picked my head up in shock and looked at the person questioning me.

"What?"

"How long do you have left?" WooSeok repeated.

"A week from Saturday." Everyone's head, except JinHo's, snapped in my direction when I said this.

"Wait, so soon?" Kino asked me.

"I'm only supposed to be here for two months. That's about eight weeks, and I have already been here for six and a half." I explained to them.

"No way! It hasn't been that long, has it?" Yanan asked, looking around to his fellow teammates.

"Yes, it has."

"Will you come back?" HongSeok surprises everyone by asking me.

"I don't know I'm supposed to start my junior year of college in the fall. After that, I don't know what will happen. My dream is to do international business, so it is possible for me to come back to Korea at some point. I just don't know when that would be, or if I would at all." Even though I'm talking to everyone, my eyes were locked on Yuto.

"But let's not think about that now, okay?" I half-heartedly laugh in a successful attempt to not cry. "You guys need to practice, you have an award show performance to get ready for. You don't want to disappoint your sunbaes, do you? Start practicing and I'll run and grab a few more water bottles and some snacks, okay?" but before anyone has a chance to answer, I'm out of the door. I slip inside of an unused room next to their practice room and rest my back along the wall.

"Aish, what is wrong with you, Clair?" I rhetorically ask myself as I lightly hit my head against the wall.

"What are you doing?" A very familiar deep voice asks me. The very same one that hasn't talked to me in weeks.

"Go away Yuto." Is all I manage to say. As I straighten myself up and look at him, my head starts to become a little light.

"Do you not care that you're leaving us?" His voice was laced with anger and sadness.

"Why do you care? Won't you be happy once I'm gone?" I spit back. My vision is becoming blurry, but I refuse to look weak in front of him.

"So, you're just going to leave? Just like that? As if we meant nothing to you?" Even though his volume remained the same, but each word he said he throw harder and harder. The nerve of him. What gives him the right to talk to me like this? After everything, he said to me? After how he treated me? I don't think so.

I threw what energy I had into attempting to hit him, but instead fatigue and hunger took over and I ended up losing my balance. Darkness started enclosing around my vision as Yuto yelled my name, but I couldn't respond. It felt like my body was floating as I drifted into nothingness.

A/N: I'm sorry it took me a few days to update. I was a bit busy, plus I had to think about what I wanted to happen next. If y'all are enjoying the story please vote and leave comments. I would love to hear what you all think! Thanks a lot and please keep reading!