Chapter 26: Chapter 26: It is Saturday!
Yuna rolled from the cushions and onto the floor. She let out a small groan, her eyes opened narrowly and lifted her head towards the makeshift cushion bed. Jungkook lay spread out on the cushions and he was snoring lightly.
Her mouth parted but she was interrupted with the door to her bedroom opening. She closed her eyes tightly if she pretended she was still asleep... they would not notice that she was awake.
"Darling, we should stay another week."
Yuna froze. Another week? She couldn't survive their parents for a few days and now they wanted to stay another week? No, no and no. She lightly poked Jungkook in the arm. "Kookie, please wake up."
Jungkook let out a groan of displeasure and turned onto his left side. Yuna bit her lip in irritation and prodded him in the ribs. He woke with a start. "Yuna! Can't you see that I am sleeping? It is so early."
"I know it is early but I heard mom say that she thinks they should stay one more week! Kookie, I am freaking out -"
"Just breath," Jungkook interrupted and sat up, bumping his head against the blanket tent. "I will make sure that they do not stay."
Yuna nodded. She was so afraid that her parents would decide to move in with her permanently. Jungkook reached for her hand, "I have never broken a promise. So keep your head high and get dressed we are leaving."
Leaving? She thought. Jungkook never mentioned that they would be leaving but on the other hand, she did promise to go to the audition this Saturday, which she was still unsure about.
"Do we need to stop at the restaurant?" She asked while her ears twitched for any sound of their parents.
"Yes, I want to make sure that Namjoon would be able to run it this afternoon," Jungkook replied and let go of her hand. He couldn't say anything more or everything would be for nought.
"Are you doubting my abilities to train?" Yuna asked mockingly. All right, it had been a tough three days. Namjoon broke half of the plates and she was not going to count the glasses that he broke.
Not to mention, there was another guy... that came in every day for the last three days and he always asked for Namjoon. Not that the man ordered a lot of things but he stayed there for two hours at the most and wrote in a journal.
When Yuna confronted Namjoon about it, he laughed it off and did not even reply. She even asked Nimhue if he knew what was going on, he waved her off and told her not to worry about it.
She wouldn't say that she and Namjoon became friends- it was more of an 'I can tolerate you now' business. She was still suspicious but she kept it to herself, Junkook seemed to enjoy his company and she was happy that he found a new friend.
"I never doubt your training abilities," Junkgook said mockingly, "Get dressed so that we can escape."
Yuna crawled from under the blanket tent and crept to her bedroom door. She ducked behind some of the smaller furniture when she could hear her parents moving in the kitchen.
Damn the small apartment! She got to her bedroom door and a gasp escaped her lips. She had asked her parents to leave her room as it was but... they had changed everything! All of her things were boxed and shoved into a corner. No wonder they didn't want her in here last night.
She fought back tears and threw her wardrobe doors open. She grabbed a white T and a pair of blue jeans. She was about to leave when she remembered that she needed shoes. She cursed under her breath and turned back to the wardrobe, she knelt and searched for her favourite sneakers.
"Your sneakers are in the trash."
Yuna's blood turned to ice; she never heard the door open. She was too focused on getting her clothes and leaving before her parents could corner her. She bit her lip hard and stood up from the ground.
"You did what?" she screamed while turning around to face her mother. This time her mother went too far. She never gave her permission to go through anything and change the way she lived.
"I threw them in the trash," her mother replied cooly and folded her arms. "A young lady like yourself should wear high heels and beautiful skirts."
Yuna couldn't believe what she was hearing. She never liked wearing dresses and skirts with high heels. She enjoyed being comfortable and even with her teaching job... She was still professional even if she showed up in a jean with a neat top.
"You had no right to do that!" she spotted and her hands balled into fists under the clothes she had over her arms. "It is my clothes."
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Jungkook heard the commotion coming from Yuna's room. He was busy folding up their makeshift bed. He felt his anger rising and he stalked towards her room. He had enough of this.
He pushed past their mother before Yuna could say anything he grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the room. "Come on!"
"Jungkook! What do you think you are doing?" their mother said in a shrill voice.
"We have places to be," he replied without looking back.
Yuna was scampering behind him. He was making it difficult to keep his pace, the grip on her arm was filled with tension. "Kookie, you are hurting me."
He did not indicate that he had heard her. They were at the door, which he just threw open and dragged her down the steps towards his car. "I am sorry Yuna but I could not leave you to her mercy any longer."
He let her go and got the car key out of his trousers pocket. He turned to face her and his expression went blank. She was not dressed, she-she was still in her nightclothes.
"Shit! Una... I am so sorry!" He said and rubbed the back of his head nervously, "I think we should stop at my apartment first."
"You think?" she said sharply, "Kookie, I am so angry."
"I know you are," he opened the car door, "Get in and let us be rid of them for now."
She climbed in, placing her clothes on her lap. Her blood was still boiling with rage towards their parents and silently she wished that she could disappear so that they would not be able to find her.
Jungkook started the car and drove away at high speed. He had to calm Yuna down because in the state of mind she was in now... she will never go to that interview.
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Jin let out a groan when his alarm went off. He sat upright and blinked, Namjoon was sleeping on the sleeper couch. He scratched his head as he tried to remember why he was here again.
Three nights ago he had been drinking and Namjoon came to his aid. Namjoon stayed until now and he was grateful for what he was doing, with all the stress that was happening...
He pushed the covers off him and stretched. This was the last day of the interviews and he told Tae, Suga and Hoseok he was doubting this system. They reassured him it was going to succeed and he said nothing further.
"You are up early."
Jin's gaze snapped back towards Namjoon, who was sitting upright. He nodded, "I have to get to the office. You know you did not need to stay for so-"
"I did not need but wanted to," Namjoon said dismissively, "I am just sorry I cannot be there for the last interview."
Jin's brow furrowed in confusion. The last interview? Namjoon was up to something. "What are you going to do the whole day?"
"I have some work to take care of, but don't let me keep you," Namjoon said smirkingly.
Jin pushed the suspicions from his mind. He could not worry about that too, his mind was clouded and his company was more important than the bet he and Namjoon made.
He took a shower and got dressed, "I am leaving he called over his shoulder."
"Sure, see you tonight."
Jin got into his car, this morning he is driving himself, and turned on the radio. "Just in! Behind the scenes are pushing their latest movie's release date to a month earlier-"
Jin turned off the radio and he gripped the steering wheel. His knuckles turned white and he gritted his teeth. They didn't even start shooting theirs! How would they beat the company?
He floored the petrol whilst skipping a few red lights and stopped before his company doors. His hands were sore from the grip on the steering wheel but he pushed the doors open.
He had to get to Tae and the others. They must find their replacement today and no later, he did not want callbacks and if the girl is not with the women that came today then he would reconsider the other interviews.
He pushed the elevator button continuously. The doors opened, he jumped inside- "Jin, is everything alright?"
Jin looked up, Hoseok was standing at the back of the elevator with a worried expression. His eyes softened, "I have to tell you guys something and I have a new resolve."
"You have me curious."
"I will tell you when we get upstairs. These interviews week has taken too much of our time and it needs to end early."
"How early?" Hoseok asked softly with an edge of worry.
"I want to start filing at three this afternoon," Jin said sternly, "So if the lady sucks, she needs to leave so the next interviewee can come in."
Hoseok shrank against the elevator wall. He needed to get hold of Namjoon and he has to do it now! He must bring that waitress here immediately because something bad happened that made Jin make irrational decisions.
The elevator doors opened. Hoseok did not follow Jin out instead he took out his cellphone and started typing a message to Namjoon.
"Joonie! We have major problems...
Jin wants to end the interviews early.
You MUST bring Yuna here immediately!"
He reread the message before pressing send. He jogged to the room that they used for the interviews. He hoped Namjoon would be able to pull it off, it was the only way to save this movie.
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I know I took long with this chapter. But the next chapter is going to be great!
Yuna meets Jin again!
What is going to happen? (I am squealing with delight)
See you in the next chapter :D
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