The Assault

Chapter 4- Finally some help

Sophie's POV

The phone rang, I got excited that it might be JK having tracked me down...it was the front desk...asking when I was checking out...they need this room. Okay? I said I could check out now...I would be right down.

Whatever...I would just move to another hotel. I needed to get another cell phone too, I couldn't do anything without a phone!

I packed up my luggage and trudged down to the front desk. I am so tired.

They desk people know what happened to me and are sympathetic. I can see their pity. Then I am shocked when I hear that I owe $4620! I guess the room I was in, Micahel's, had been put in my name going back to the beginning of our stay in NYC...14 days! How did that happen? I was scared as I handed the clerk my debit card...I was not sure if I had that much money in my account! Fortunately, I did. But when they tried to authorize a new reservation for me...it was declined. I didn't have enough money for a hotel room for tonight!

What would I do?

Jennifer, a nice clerk felt bad for me and let me use her cell phone to call JK...his was the only number I had written down. I left another desperate voicemail saying,

'Gguk-ah please! Please call me back...I...I don't know why you have cut me off (sobbing) Please baby, I love you! Please help me! I don't have any money, I just got out of the hospital and I don't have any way to get home...or...even a place to stay tonight! I had to pay a big hospital bill and hotel bill...and my credit cards are cut off for some reason! Please baby, baby please I don't know what is going on...please help me or have Bex call the hotel we stayed in in New York...I will stay here all day waiting for you...I don't know what happened to my cell phone, whoever hurt me must have taken it. Please.' I hung up.

I counted the cash in my wallet, I had $100...enough for food, not enough for a hotel room or a cell phone...I had never in my life felt so vulnerable and helpless. Jennifer was sweet to me, she bought me a sandwich and an iced tea and brought it to me.

I sat in the lobby all day...waiting. No one called for me. About 8PM, Jennifer came over, she was getting off work soon and asked if there was anyone else I could call. My mind raced...and raced...Amanda! A college friend in LA, I knew her number, she had had it for years! I called her quickly and she answered!

I cried as we started to speak, so grateful for a friendly voice. I spewed out the condensed version of my savage week! She was stunned. She was about to give Jennifer a credit card number to get me a room for the night, when she said excitedly,

"I have an airline voucher; I can fly you...here! If you want?" LA? Did I want to go to LA? Yes, my parents have a home there, I could get access to money there through the house management company. Yes LA!

She started talking to Jennifer and the two of them got me booked on a one-way flight to LAX that leaves La Guardia at 6AM!

Amanda tried to get me to let her pay for a room, I said no I would just go to the airport now and wait there for my flight, that would be safer than trying to go super early in the morning.

Yeah. I said a grateful goodbye to Jennifer and left the hotel. As I walked out...I looked down the side of the hotel and remembered...I remembered the attack and the girls who hurt me.

I had planned to take the subway to the airport, I had no phone to book an Uber, so I reluctantly hailed a cab. It cost me $60 plus tip, but I my body was wrecked. I just got out of the frickin hospital this morning. Ugg! At the airport I checked my bag...I was just too weak to wrangle it on the plane...and I had to pay a luggage fee...so I had $8 left.

I am hungry...but I just bought a water. I was afraid to spend the few dollars I had. How depressing is this? Sitting all night...alone in an airport...hungry. Fortunately, I had a Kindle...so I reread a book and half paid attention. Right as we were finally boarding, I caved and spent my remaining money on a muffin and a banana.

I felt a lot better when the plane took off and was able to settle into my window seat in coach and sleep.

Author's POV

After Amanda hung up the phone from talking to Sophie...she was livid. Thinking about how sad, hurt and traumatized Sophie was...sweet, caring Sophie. Who loved Jungkook with every cell in her body...Amanda was seething with anger.

She immediately called Bex...is went to voicemail but she left a message.

"Bex! This is Amanda. Please call me ASAP. It is important...really important. Thanks!"

Then she waited.

Jungkook stared out the window of the van as they pulled up to practice at the venue. He sighed as he leaned his chin on his palm.

Sophie...what is going on in your beautiful mind? Why have you shut me out? He knew they had fought...but this? He never expected her to cut him out of her life like this. Not Sophie...if he knew anything in this world...he knew Sophie loved him. She did. But she was planning to be here...hopefully she would be waiting for him at the hotel. He smiled, expectant but nervous.

He thought about Jina, did it have anything to do with JIna? The whole time they were in Brazil, JIna was all over him. Trying to get him alone, touching him, making comments about how good they would be together...in bed. Crap! What is going on? He thought.

When they had arrived from Brazil and made their way to the hotel. Michael was waiting for them in the lobby, back from his little vacation. Jungkook went up to him and said,

"Hey! Where is Fee? Is she here in the hotel?" Michael looked at him puzzled and said,

"I don't know what you mean, I haven't seen my sister...or talked to her. I assumed you would tell me where she is." Jungkook looked at him...afraid and said,

"We...we had a fight...in New York and...I haven't seen or heard from her since. I don't know where she is." They stood looking at each other, Michael pulled out his phone and tried to call his little sister...it didn't go through...her phone was turned off. He couldn't even leave a voicemail.

Michael replied, "Bex will know what is going on." He motioned for JK to continue up to his room.

But Sophie didn't come and Jungkook was depressed and started drinking. The other guys went out to dinner, but he just stayed in...in case she came. She didn't come and she didn't call. As he finished the bottle of wine, he was working on...he got mad. What on earth was she thinking? How could she treat him this way?

There was a knock on the door...it was Jina. What the hell...

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