Over the next couple of months the police conducted an in depth investigation into Lee Joon Gi and his company. Myself and the other women were all required to provide statements about our kidnappings and everything that took place after that. In the end, they discovered that women had been abducted from multiple countries; including South Korea, the United States, Canada, Japan, and Great Britain. As a result, the governments from these companies agreed to keep the names of the victims, including the idols, anonymous in order to prevent an international incident.

We did our best to carry on as normal during this time. Yoongi acted as though he understood why I had not told him. We continued planning our wedding, as did the others. I was happy. I didn't know if what I felt was love, but I did care a lot about him.

Today PD-nim was coming to the dorms to speak with all of us about the investigation and what was up next. I was nervous, I knew that I did not want to leave Yoongi or Korea, but I wanted to see my family again. I wanted them to know that I was alive and happy.

I was pulled from my thoughts by the sound of Namjoon calling all of us to the living area. I walked in and took the seat next to Yoongi, nervously chewing my lip as I waited to hear what PD-nim had to say. He cleared his throat, and began to speak.

"I was informed today that you may all return to your homes whenever you so choose, or you may stay here. The decision will be left up to each of you individually. So I would suggest that you spend the evening talking about your options, and let me know when you have reached your decision."

The room was silent as he left. Eventually each couple left to go to their own rooms, until Yoongi and I were the only ones left.

"Yoongi.." I began.

"You should go."

"Wh..what?" I stuttered.

"Go home, Y/N."

"Do I not get any say in this?" I asked quietly.

"What does it matter? You never wanted to be here anyway," he sneered.

I began to tear up. "Yoongi, please.."

"Y/N, just go. I don't want you here anymore."

    I didn't know what to think. I had thought that we were happy, but I guess I was wrong.

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    In the end, I was the only one that would be going back to the United States. Sierra and Suziee had begged me to stay, but eventually gave up after I explained that Yoongi didn't want me here. I did agree to remain in Korea until after Sierra and Taehyung were married, however.

    My last week in Korea flew by. We were so busy preparing for the wedding that I barely had time to think about anything else, and for that I was grateful. The day of the wedding wasn't any better. I spent the entire day ensuring that Sierra was as relaxed as possible, and spending as much time with her and Suziee as I could. Once Sierra and Tae left for their honeymoon, I would leave as well. Only Onyx and I would be leaving for good.
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“You had better call me the moment that you land, you hear me? I don’t give a fuck what time it is.” 

“Of course I will. I could never let my bitch worry about me.” I joked, but inside my heart was breaking a little more every second. Over the past few months we had all become a family, and now I was leaving it. I began tearing up as Suziee wrapped me in a tight hug.

“I’m going to miss you so much,” she whispered.

All I could do was nod. If I started crying there was no way that I would be able to stop. I slowly began to pull away.

“I have to go or I’ll miss my flight.” I gave a half hearted smile as I began to walk away. Everyone had come to see me off; Jin, Harper, Hobi, Lily, Joon, Suziee, Jimin, Avery, Tae, Sierra, Jungkook, Becca, and even PD-nim. Only one person was missing… 

Yoongi.

Less than an hour later, as I stared out of the window, watching the lights of Seoul disappear, I finally allowed myself to cry.

I cried for the friends that I was leaving behind.

I cried for the memories that I would miss.

I cried for what might have been, for the life that I could have had in Korea.

Finally, I cried because I had hoped that he wouldn’t let me leave, that something would change his mind, but that didn’t happen. My last bit of hope was gone.

Yoongi didn’t want me around, and now I would have to live with the fact that I cared about a man who couldn’t stand the sight of me.