behind the curtains | jhs.

ɪɪ. chapter nine

High blood pressure.

I knew my grandma suffers from it but to hear that I have it. It made me feel sick and then I had to deal with the embarrassment of fainting on stage because of it? It just made me look like I was irresponsible with my health.

"I honestly wanna quit," I said to Namjoon in the hospital room, "like I'm so upset."

"There are only two weeks left but I do understand if you wanna leave," Namjoon stated as he sighed, "it's been a mess." It has. The media kept reporting shit on Hoseok like he had a target on his back. There were reports about him having drama with one of his dancers and reports about him having a sex scandal with one of the dancers. "I think with all the reports... if you leave then it'd definitely draw attention on you. You're well-known, Cierra, but your health is more important."

I sighed and I did think about leaving but I also thought about Hoseok. If I left, people would notice and then it wouldn't look good for him. Even if he was acting like a jackass, I knew I would regret making him look bad. So I just sighed, "I'll be fine. Two more weeks and I'll just stay out of his way. Not like he cares anyway." I laughed but it came off as a cry. "He's not even here, did he even ask about me?! I could be dead!"

Namjoon smiled but it came off sad. Namjoon grabbed my hand, "I think he knows you wouldn't be dead." I rolled my eyes, "Whatever, I'll just try my best to keep my blood pressure down for the rest of the time that I'm here. It's funny because I'm booking my flight in advance."

"You never do that..."

Cierra nodded sadly, "I know but... they can't even do much for me here since my doctor is in Atlanta. I feel like I just need to go." Namjoon sympathized with me as he squeezed my hand gently, "And that's okay. I understand. Hoseok... he'd acting really disgusting but I hope that he could at least get better before you go. I'm sure you'd appreciate that."

Maybe. I didn't know but I just shrugged and laid down. "I'm gonna get some sleep before they discharge me. Two more hours, right?"

"Right... I'll be back. I'm gonna leave you some space."

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I only missed one show since I had to be on rest which was advised from the hospital. I sighed as I sat down in the lobby of the hotel. It was about five in the morning but Kimberely was snoring a bit too loud for me and I needed space. What I didn't expect was Jae to sit right by me.

"Are you okay?"

I shrugged, "I'm living so yeah I guess I'm okay."

"Living doesn't mean you're okay," Jae stated with a small smile, "tell me about yourself. I'll start first to make you more comfortable. I was born in Cali to two Koreans and moved to Seoul when I was five. I've loved dancing ever since my mom took me to a BoA concert while I was seven."