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// Jihyo's POV //
My mom used to tell me that I embodied her in every way. It was mainly my mannerisms and the way that I talked, but she seems to imply a deeper meaning behind it. I thought about it a lot and I realized how much of that was true.
I worry, a lot.
Usually my anxiety is built around my members, especially the younger ones, but sometimes it's about other people. Since the whole situation with Nayeon, all of the members have become extremely strict with our dates. We have always been very protective over each other but over time it grew massively so we have more rules.
Tonight when Momo's boyfriend, Heechul, came over to pick up Momo, Sana asked all the usual questions:
Where are you going?
Who else are you going to be with?
What time will you be home?
Do you have your phone on you?
Momo and I don't mind the questions, we understand that we are idols and young women so we must take extra precautions to keep each other safe. We respect each other's privacy so it isn't our business what we do with our boyfriends as look as it's all consensual and it's all safe.
After we were satisfied with Momo's answers, we waved a farewell to the couple then went back to what we were doing.
The next rule is when it hits to the two hour mark, we have to text or call a member to say we got to our destination safely and if we are planning on staying out longer than what we said. I'm not very good at this because I'm naturally a very forgetful person and get caught up in the moment, so Daniel always has to remind me. Momo is the polar opposite; she sends a text early and always end with a heart emoji.
Momo is a good girl, always follows the rules so when it was two hours later and we didn't receive a text from her, I started to become concerned.
"Unnie?" I knocked.
"Yes?" Nayeon answered.
"Can I come in?"
"Of course."
Nayeon looked up from her computer, "Is everything ok?"
"Unnie, have you heard from Momo unnie?"
"No, why? Has she not sent a text yet?"
I really didn't want to tell our eldest about this, knowing she's one of our most strictest members, but I've already asked the other girls. If Momo was in trouble, then she would have told one of us, she's not one to run away from things or ignore us.
Nayeon took my silence as a yes, stood up and got her phone out of her purse. She went to her contacts and clicked on Momo's number, then put her on speaker phone. I explained to Nayeon that if she didn't respond to us, there was no way that Momo was going to answer her.
The phone rang five times, each one longer than the other, and we almost ended the call before a distraught woman answered the phone with a sigh.
"Yes?"
"Momo, are you ok, sweetie?"
"Yeah. Of course, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be fine?" She spat.
Nayeon and I looked at each other in surprise, Momo didn't sound like herself. She was panting heavily and her voice was shaking like she was running. We heard a male voice shouting at her from a distance and she sucked in her breath.
