With love, Bobby (KPOP)

4 - Of heartbreak and Tears

It has been four months. Where have you gone to? I called, I texted, I emailed you like what a boyfriend should do. I get nothing. No pictures, No words or even a simple 'Hi'. Do you know how much I freaking miss you? Practices are dreading, I'm throwing my anger towards my members, I can't sleep at night. I'm worried about you. Will she be fine? Will she ever call me or text me? Is she safe alone? You left me without leaving a note. Katie wouldn't even tell me your whereabouts. I miss you. Please, tell me where you are. I'm going crazy without you.

Xoxo, Bobby

A drop of tear landed on the keyboard. Seconds later, I found myself crying and regretting my decision. Mark, who was sitting beside me was pattering my back. What have I done? I've brought great damage to my relationship. This is all due to my selfishness. I didn't think about Bobby while making my decision. However, I'm not to be blamed too. The devil, Mr Yang, gave me only two decisions. I wasn't even given at least a day or even an hour to think about it. He gave me thirty seconds. Thirty freaking seconds which changed my entire life.

University sucks because there weren't any classmates whom I'm close to. The girls were all in their own cliques ever since I stepped into the school for the first time. Mark was the only one who I could depend on. The holiday that he was supposed to be spend with his family turned into him permenantly staying put in New York. His parents and I discussed about it and they agreed. Mark told them that I was staying alone in New York. He couldn't help but wanted to keep me accompany. Of course, he had dance practices with the crew he recently met with. They were GOT7.

Four months passed by in the blink of an eye. I miss Korea. I miss everyone. I miss Bobby. I miss him, so so much.

"Shh, everything's going to be okay," Mark comforted me.

I looked at Mark in disbelief. I know my eyeliner got smudged due to the ugly crying session of mine. "Everything's going to be okay?!" I mocked. "If you realised, I haven't been able to be myself ever since I stepped foot in New York. I hate my new life. I hate everything here! I miss everyone!" I lashed out my anger on him.

"Then why did you leave? Why did you leave Bobby? Why did you even leave Korea?" He questioned me. Suddenly, my mind went blank. I couldn't answer him.

I bit my lip. I seriously couldn't find myself explaining every single thing to him. I couldn't run away just because I can't answer his question he shot at me. What should I do?

We sat on the sofa for almost 10 minutes. Not even a single word came out of our mouths. The atmosphere of the huge living room was silent. Then, the unexpected happen. Mark pulled me close towards him, hugging me tightly with all his might.

Bringing his lips close to my ears, I feel his breath tickling them. "You have me. You don't have to worry about anything. I promise you, everything is going to be better in the upcoming months. You're going to be happy once again. I just know it would be,"

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[BACK IN KOREA, BOBBY'S POV]

"You guys are doing the wrong dance move! I've showed all of you for almost five times. I can't get it how you people can still forget it!" BI scolded the members.

Although he was the leader, he's pushing everybody to their limit. It's both a good and bad thing. It's a good thing because they are practicing superbly hard for the next upcoming monthly evaluation. It's a bad thing because the members are both physically and mentally drained.

"Alright guys, let's take five," I said. Each and everyone of the boys heave a huge sigh of relief. They plopped on the dance floor after three hours of non-stop trianing. I was leaning against the dance mirror when BI made his way beside me. He took a seat.

"You're pampering them," He said, a little angry.

"Relax. They need a break. You just can't keep pushing them beyond their limits because they'll obviously give you satisfying results that you're hoping for. Perfection is not always a good thing you know,"

"Yeah yeah, okay leader," He replied sarcastically. Geez, what a stubborn guy. I took a sip of water from the bottle nearby.

"Anyways, what happened to Ashlee? Did you guys break up or something?" BI asked.

I was about to answer him when our manager barged into our practice room. "Guys, Mr Yang wants to meet all of you. He has something important to discuss with all of you,"

When Mr Yang wants to meet you, it's not always a good sign. He barely gives you any good news. All the bad ones he tells you. We were sitting in a small room, a long table and chairs were placed in the middle of the room. Once there was a click on the door, all of us stood up to bow at Mr Yang. He took a seat at the middle end of the table.

"As all of you know, I have plans for Team B. One of it which will happen really soon is another survival show between the Team B members and other three trainees which all of you will meet during the first taping of the episode. Brace yourselves boys, that's all I have to say," he announced.

Once that was done, the boys said their 'Yes Sir' and left the room. I was about to leave the room after bowing when, "Bobby, I need to talk to you,"

BI looked at me suspiciously. I gave him a heads up, signaling him to go first. I sat down near Mr Yang. He looked at me, his eyes filled with a little anger. "You've been wondering where your girlfriend went right?"

I nodded in return. "Well, you're not going to meet her ever again because I've sent her to somewhere else. I'm not going to tell you where but she's doing fine herself and in school,"

Anger started to build up in my system. He sent her to somewhere? Where is it? Another district? Another town? Another country? The thought of me lashing out every frustration that I have made me think twice. My actions have consequences. It might lead to me not having an opportunity to debut. Mr Yang would have to drop me out and articles will be flying around the whole of Korea the next day. I don't want that.

"Having a girlfriend right by your side isn't good. She's just a distraction to you Bobby. You don't need to date girls at this age. You're supposed to be more focused about your future rather than her. It's not worth it," He advised.

I slammed the table as hard as I could and stood up. "Who the hell are you to send my girlfriend to overseas without my consent?! She is my girlfriend, not yours! How do you feel when I am the one who sends your wife and daughter overseas without telling you?! I love her so, very much. You don't have the rights to interfere in my relationship!" I raised my voice at him.

He smirked. "We'll discuss this some other time," He left the room immediately after that.

Tears were already streaming down. It felt like I've lost it. I've lost the power to be strong when I'm not. For all this while, I realised I've been pretending every single thing. Then, someone swing their arms over my shoulder. I don't know it was, but I took off my cap and started crying more and more.

"I'm sorry to hear that Bobby. You really don't deserve this and she doesn't too," BI said.