I reach the hotel and enter, getting my key from the receptionist. I didn’t see Taemin or Minho anywhere...maybe they already went up...I call the elevator as my ‘bad feeling’ seemed to get worse and Seungri and Jiyong hyung both exit.
“Yah! Did they make it to their room?”
“I’d assume so,” Jiyong speaks, we dropped them off a few minutes ago.
I nod,
“Thanks,” I speak going up in the elevator.
I just felt like something was wrong. Very wrong. The feeling kept nagging me or it could be the gunshots I’d heard...who’d they shoot...Onew...or Key..?
As the doors slide open and I walk to my room, I realize just how quiet the hall is.
Pushing away the feeling of paranoia, I unlock the door and enter, tossing my suitcase onto the bed. And then I realize why it’s so quiet. Minho and Taemin weren’t here. I was alone.
Two more days...midnight...SMTown.
I look around the room and call up Jiyong.
“Yeobosey-”
“Where the hell are they.”
“Huh?” he’s caught off guard by my tone.
“You heard me, you and Seungri hyung, were with them, where did they go?”
“They’re not in their rooms? We took them there personally.”
“Obviously not if I’m asking.” I speak my anger rising a little.
“I don’t know then...honest. We dropped them off at their rooms before coming down!”
I sigh, and hang up, tossing the phone aside and falling onto the bed, wanting to scream or better yet hit someone. I lost the maknaes. Isn’t that amazing? Onew c