Trapped

Chapter 7

Jeong-Hui

"I got in!" I screamed in happiness hugging him like there was no tomorrow.

"And your letter?" I asked I was excited to see his acceptance letter.

"About that, Jeong-Hui, I was accepted in an entertainment company," he said looking towards the floor. My heart dropped.

"And your going..." I didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to believe he would leave me.

"I'm so sorry," he said finally looking into my eyes.

"No, it's okay, go chase your dreams. I'll be here," I smiled. I didn't want to cry, I wasn't going to cry. 

I just hugged him, "Good luck! I'll be cheering for you! Do your best!" 

When I finally let go of the hug I looked right into his eyes and smiled so wide. I didn't want it to happen but I couldn't stop my eyes from tearing up. I saw some tears falling down his cheeks and I quickly wiped them away, "Don't cry and eat good okay?"   

Even when the tears from his eyes streamed more and more I still didn't cry. I just stood with him comforting him and wiping his tears away. When he left to go home, I finally broke down.

I just sat there on the grass crying. Why is he leaving me? He said we were going to college together and become actors together. I was going to confess my feelings and we were going to be together forever. 

Fantagio... the company that ruined my future plans, that took away the one person who cared for me and created a boy group that did nothing but harm to me.

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"Aren't you going to work?" I asked Si-Woo while cleaning his mess. 

"Ah... I got fired," he said nonchalantly. He said it like it was no big deal like it didn't matter in the grand scheme of things.

"Again?" I cut him off getting angry.

"Don't talk to me like that," he said sharply.

"Sorry," I muttered going back to cleaning up the bags of chicken and the empty bottles.

"Whatever..." he said glaring at me. He went back to watching his movie well opening another bag of chips. My white couch which used to be spotless was now covered in chip crumbs and alcohol stains.

  I looked at the time, I quickly cleaned the rest of the mess in the living room and began to get ready for work. After putting on some light make-up, putting on my work clothes, and doing my hair I went to the living room.

"I'm going to work now and when I come back, I don't want you here," I quietly said grabbing my bag and keys.

"Why?" his voice harsh, his eyes never looking into mine.

"I want to be alone. Is it so bad to want to come home and just relax?" I asked him. 

He finally looked me in the eyes, "Whatever." I expected him to get up and leave already but he laid there.

"Aren't you going to-," before I could finish my sentence he interrupted me.

"I'm going! I'm going no need to be in such a rush!" He yelled at me starling me.

"Ok but when I come back I don't want any more of a mess. You hear me?" I softly said grabbing my bag and leaving.

It was a sunny and beautiful day, but it felt as a dark cloud was raining on my parade. Everywhere I looked was so bright but when I saw my hand it looked as if the saturation was all the way down.