Tzuyu POV:
They are just friends.
They are just friends.
They are just group members who were forced to put on a show to save themselves. I've been trying to tell myself those words for hours now. Seeing the own girlfriend kissing another person sucks.
I try not to be jealous. I really do. But I can't do anything to that my heart clenches hurtfully every time I think about the situation. Maybe I am stupid for reacting that dramatic because, seriously, both of us knew that a moment like this would happen sooner or later.
Among my sad feelings there is also some guilt the longer I think about it. I mean, Sana was nearly forced to kiss Mina to hold up her image. There was no intention in hurting me, her girlfriend, right? I feel guilty for behave that sad and jealous right now.
And there's also another thing that keeps bothering me. I love Sana and it makes me sad that it seems like she enjoyed the kiss with Mina. I mean... Who wouldn't? Mina is beautiful. She is elegant and nearly perfect in everything she does. Maybe she's a better girlfriend to Sana than I'll ever be.
I sigh and take a look at my cellphone to distract myself from all the thoughts that are floating in my head. As I have a closer look at my phone, I notice four missed calls by Sana and my eyes light up a little bit. Sana is such a sweet person. Of cause she would call me.
I am about to return her call as an email which pops up, grabs my attention. When I press on the screen to open the mail, I am greeted by five words. "Meet me at my office. JYP" I become pale while reading it. I've never met JYP in person. None of us backup dancers ever did. And now there's suddenly this email which orders me to his office. That can't bode well.
But I guess, I shouldn't keep him waiting. Maybe it won't be as bad as I expect it to be. I call myself a cab and get out in front of the JYP building with a worried facial expression. I would lie if I'd say that I am not nervous. Because I am.
Reluctantly, I enter the glass entrance hall and look around. Sunlight illuminates the room and makes everything look a bit more friendly. Left and right beside the entrance stand two glassy statues which seem to eye me suspiciously. As if by magic my fingers move towards the shiny surface of the statue.
"Don't touch this. It will just get filthy. We want everything to be clean in here." A business woman, about one or two inches shorter than me, speaks up and holds my hand to prevent it's contact with the object.
"Oh. I'm sorry. I was just about to..."
"It's okay." She smiles lightly at me and shakes my hand which she was still holding. "I'm Yoo Jeongyeon by the way."
I also introduce myself, quietly mumbling and look a bit closer at the women in front of me. She has a short haircut and looks friendly to me. She exudes a certain kind of attractiveness. This attractiveness where you are not sure if you want to call her beautiful or handsome. I decide for none of both options and clear my throat. "I have a meeting with JYP in his office. Could you show me how to get there, please?"
Jeongyeon eyes me from head to toe. "You must be important if he wants to talk to you during his busiest working time but sure. I'll show you." I bow at her thankfully.
Jeongyeon leads me down stairs, through corridors and past all sorts of people. At the latest now I feel completely lost in the big building, so I am glad, she is with me to guide me. "Here we are." My new friend points towards a door made out of wood. "Good luck. I guess, you'll need it."
I smile at her. "Thank you. And thanks again for helping me finding this room. I would have been so lost." She returns my smile, waves at me and finally leaves me alone. I sigh while reading the sign next to the door which says "JYP Office".
Alright, Tzuyu. You got this. I gulp and knock at the door which leads into the office shily, entering the room after a second. This room looks friendly too. It is similar designed to the rest of the building. Next to the window, I even notice a statue which resembles it's two brothers in the entrance hall. In the middle of the office stands a desk which is covered with newspaper articles and other sorts of texts. But not in a messy way. It looks like the papers are sorted and are nearly begging for telling me they are about.
JYP looks intimidating. Nothing about his body language makes me doubt that he wants to talk to me about Sana. He reminds me of a father who is against his daughter being in a relationship. But I am just going to pretend, I don't know the reason I'm here. I try to repress the bad thoughts and force myself to smile at him without saying anything.
"Chou Tzuyu."
Silence.
I feel so uncomfortable right now. "You know the reason, why I ordered you here, right?"
It's quiet again. I look at my hands which are tangled with each other and shake my head.
"We both know, you are lying, Chou Tzuyu." I don't know what to say again, so I stay quiet.
"Do you know, how much all of this means to me?" JYP makes an offhanded gesture, which I think should include his hole company. I know it was a rhetoric question, so I don't even think about answering.
"Chou Tzuyu, I worked hard to make my dreams of owning an own company reality and I am not going to let a person like you ruin this." I gulp. He is damn serious about this. "Do you even understand, what would happen if the medias and the fans would notice that we were literally lying towards them all the time? The company image would be ruined." I am not sure how to respond but luckily JYP just goes on talking.
"How did you expect would your future look like? Would you marry Sana in about five years? Would you two have kids? Girl, just look at you and look at Sana afterwards. Do you see the differences? Sana is made for the showbusiness and since you came closer to her she seems to criticize all of this. After about one year I would have confirmed the breakup between Sana and Mina and then Sana would have married a rich man who would have taken care of her. That was my plan. But then you came out of nowhere and ruined my plans."
I feel tears dropping on my palms and through my blurry look, I notice that all the articles on the desk are about Sana and me. But suddenly I have another feeling in my chest. It's anger. Usually I am a quiet and shy person but right now I feel completely different. "How dare you to just plan up a future for Sana like this? She is a person on her own with own hopes and plans for the future. I love her and she loves me and even if it wasn't with me, I wanted Sana to marry someone she is truly in love with. Not anybody, she is engaged with." I am shocked by my own words but I am proud at the same time.
"Chou Tzuyu, you seem to not understand what I mean. You have to completely disappear out of her life. And, believe me, I have my ways to make you do what I want."
I just shake my hand. "I don't care. Do to me, what you want to as long as Sana is happy in the future." JYP smiles evilly in response. "Who said, I would do something to you? I guess, it would be way more effective to tell you, that Sana is in danger if you are not doing what I want." I become pale. No. He is not able to do that. Please not.
He interprets the sudden silence and looks at me again. "I guess, we're in business. Give me your phone. I am going to write a short message to Sana and then you'll leave the country. I've already booked your flight."
I can't get a word in edgewise. Not even tears. I don't want to leave Sana. I love her. But I have to. For her own safety. With a worried expression, I observe how JYP is sending a message to Sana from my phone.
"Sana, I am sorry. But I realized that I don't love you anymore. Don't look for me. I don't want to see you ever again."
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Hey guys,
I'm officially sorry for making this ff sad again, but I was in the mood to write something sad and... yeah. I hate reading unhappy stories myself, but who knows in which direction this story will develop? ;)
Btw, I am thinking about adding the remaining twice members to this Story, so I could write about a few more ships. But don't worry, Satzu will still be the main topic. Soo stay tuned.Anyways, have a nice day/night♡. Please stay safe everybody and make sure to wash your hands!
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