Author's Note: Since I am horrible at telling dates in my stories. Let's assume today is a Sunday. And since I am supposedly eighteen in this story, I am in college. So I won't have classes till next week supposedly. I don't remember saying it was summer vacation, so um yeah. Just a little background info for you readers. But this wouldn't matter much since I'm trying to wrap up my story. So um yeah... Enjoy!\
"Hey Belinda what are you up to?" my friend Ysabella asked across from me. I sat in a chair with my laptop on the table.
"Nothing much. Just looking through my emails."
"Are you really going to wait for them to come back here? I don't think you can last any longer. I can see those bags under your eyes." Ysabella was looking at me meaningfully when I looked her in the eyes. I had to agree with her. I didn't even think I could last this long, but alas a few weeks had passed. I don't think I would be able to concentrate on their group while I have to attend my classes.
"No matter how long it is. I will wait. I have waited this long, I think I can last at least a month or more." My voice had a lingering sorrow in it, and I knew Ysabella could hear it. Her eyes softened coming across less stern than earlier.
"You know I'm always here for you. You can tell me things. I know that you love him, but I don't think it's going to work out for you two. He's famous and you're a girl from a small little quaint town. Even if he loved you back, there's a language barrier you need to cross."
I could feel the tears prickling my eyes. "What makes you think I haven't thought about this already? You need to understand I already thought about this. I can't help what we are in this world. But isn't love supposed to overcome all obstacles. If we can't speak, we'll just have to feel." Ysabella nodded with my response, but I can tell she didn't believe in what I said. She just doesn't understand how much I love him. Just because her love life was running smoothly doesn't mean everybody else's love life was doing the same. She was too innocent for her own good. I sighed shutting off my laptop and making my way out with said item in tow. "Come on. We should eat something."
"Yeah." I could hear the chair scraping across the floor as Ysabella got up.
*(summer break during June) now December*
"Ysabella do you know what's wrong with my daughter? Lately she's been getting more tired each day, and I can tell that she's becoming depressed. She doesn't have those bags anymore, but I know she's not getting enough rest." I was outside my kitchen listening in on the conversation. I didn't know I was being so obvious. I need to be more careful around anyone now. I promised this to myself.
"I don't know what's wrong with Belinda. She seems just fine to me. No one has seen anything wrong with her. She's seems like her usual bright and cheery self at school. The only thing that's different is that she's reading more novels." Ysabella knew what was wrong with me, but she didn't say anything about it. I silently thanked her in my head. I knew I was right to trust Ysabella.
"What kind of novels?"
"Oh she's reading more romance novels. You know how girls are when they don't have boyfriends. They need some form of romance even if it isn't real."
"Oh I understand. Thank you Ysabella." I quietly made my way away from the kitchen door during the small pause. "Can you get Belinda. It's time for dinner." I ran away from the kitchen to my stairs and waited for Ysabella. She saw me and gave me a sad smile. I could tell lying for me was taking a toll on her. I walked over to her and hugged her. I would never make her do this again for me. Yet another promise.
*February*
I looked through my email. I never recieved a email back from them. I waited for their answer from the first email I sent them, but it never came back. I guess I need to give up my dream of loving JaeJoong. Yes it was time to stop my heart from loving him. I lasted a long time didn't I? Eight fucking long months! I shouldn't have even tried to get to know them. "Hahaha!" I laughed aloud in my room, luckily no one else was home. I laughed my head off until I was red in the face and tears were streaming down my face. I jumped into my bed slamming my face into my pillow crying myself to sleep.
*June Saturday*
A year had passed, and once again I was on summer break. I was in a tree lying lazily on a branch, humming DBSK's song Doushite. I think it seemed to suit my mood just fine. I could hear the sound of badminton not too far off from the tree I lay on. I could faintly hear Ysabella yelling at Nay to pick up her pace. I smiled at this. Nay was already tired from playing with me, and Ysabella was making Nay play with her. It was all good though. Nay wanted to be on the college badminton team. Nay was getting really good so I knew she was keeping up pretty well.
The noon heat was making me tired even when I was in the tree's shade, and I eventually drifted off to sleep.
*later that day*
"Hey Ysabella where's Belinda? Do you think she left already?" Nay asked.
"Knowing her she probably already went home. I think we should go home too. It's already six."
"Yeah. Ok see you at the mall next week."
"Bye Nay." The two girls walked away to their cars and left the park.
I was dreaming of the day I met JaeJoong. I was walking through this park on a sunny day when I suddenly tripped over him. I remember falling onto him, and I remembered how I was literally feeling him up as I got off. It was a funny encounter, but it was love at first sight. We only spent two days together, but we weren't alone. We were with the rest of DBSK, and I know what I saw as a romantic thing, he saw it as a day with friends. Either way, there was no way JaeJoong would like me. It assured me, encouraged me to forget about it all. I was happier than ever now that I had let it go, but I knew I was lying to myself. I still loved him. I just didn't linger on it anymore.
I woke up suddenly when I felt chilled. My eyes opened to the fading sunlight, and I cursed under my breath. I took out my phone checking the time. "7:30. Shit I need to get home," I whispered to myself. I glanced around. I guess Nay and Ysabella already left. I shouldn't have dozed off in the tree. I heard soft crunching in the direction my eyes were already trained on. I waited not moving where I was in the tree. I could see where the person was, but the person wouldn't see me unless they were looking up in the trees. I heard more noise, and I concluded there was more than one person.
They were walking slowly talking in a foreign language, which I could tell was Korean. It couldn't be DBSK could it? I saw five guys standing under my tree, and I was staring intently at them. They looked different, but it did look like DBSK. I shifted a little, and my branch cracked loudly. They all looked at me when I suddenly leaped branches. The thin branch I was on a little earlier landed in the middle of the group, and there were all staring at me intently. I climbed higher into the tree feeling very embarrassed. "Who are you?" one of them asked. I didn't answer them because I felt I was going to be cornered. They all looked at each other as if deciding something. Then the one who spoke earlier started to climb the tree. I cussed loudly and climbed higher. Good thing I was a small person. I climbed until the branches were too small to support my weight, and I could tell that the person who was barely an arms width away from me couldn't climb any higher. The man looked angry that he couldn't reach me. "Come down. Any higher and we'll both be hurt." He started to climb back down, and I climbed back down just a little. I stayed where I was in the tree watching them. The man scratched his head, and I could tell he was irritated.
"You can just leave, and pretend that nothing happened," I suggested. I was really hoping that they would leave right now because I was feeling scared being by myself with all these men that could possibly kill me. They looked at each other again before they finally left. I waited in the tree listening for their receding footsteps. I started climbing down carefully, trying not to make any noise as I climbed back down. When I got all the way down, I looked around quickly. When I was sure no one was nearby, I started running as fast as I could. I made my way for my house, but I could hear more footsteps behind me. I turned a corner getting a quick glance at the people behind me, and it were the five guys from before. I cussed in my mind, knowing I wouldn't be able to outrun them. I just had to take detours home. I ran into an alleyway that ran through the center of my block, and I ran the corner and dashed into a darkened doorway. I could hear their footsteps as they stopped at the corner I dashed by. I put my hand over my mouth calming my breath as best as I could. I could hear the group panting and coming closer to where I hid. Goddamnit. I need better luck than this. I squished myself as much as I could into the darkened part of the doorway, but they were getting closer. Please! Please just pass me! I squeezed my eyes praying.
I didn't hear any more footsteps, and I opened my eyes. "Holy fuck- mmph" I shouted before they shut my mouth. I was grabbed by the guys, and I couldn't help but think I was going to be raped. I struggled as much as I could even though I was tired, but I was pinned down and taken away. When I kept struggling, I was knocked out.
I woke up, but I kept my eyes closed knowing better. I listened around me trying to figure what happened. My arms and legs felt sore so I moved them noting I was tied up with cloth. I also had a gag on, and I was blind folded. I wonder, should I pray to be saved by someone now? I was cold on the floor where I lay, and I could hear conversation not that far away. I tried to listen in, but it was useless since it was in Korean. Someone was coming my direction, and I tried to remain still. My blind fold was taken off, and I could help but open my eyes. Big mistake on my part, the man was smiling sickly at me. I was forced to stand and was dragged away to where the rest of the people were.
"Are you sure this is her? It could be someone else." I had absolutely no idea what was happening. I could only count the seconds I was still living.
"I'm sure this is her. Just ask if you don't know for sure."
"Is your name Belinda?" I nodded dumbly. What did my name have to do with anything?
"We've found her!" Everybody started jumping, and I was dropped by the man holding me up. I landed on the ground with a grunt of pain. "Oh sorry." They picked me up and untied me. All the while I was still confused. I dusted myself off when I heard distinct ripping noises. I looked up horrified but mostly shocked. Everybody was ripping their faces off!
Scratch that they were ripping masks off. No one could rip their face off. "What the fu?" I was speechless. The guys were the members of DBSK.
Yunho was scratching his head looking apologetic. "Ehehe... Sorry if we scared you. We were just trying to find you without having fans running after us." I was furiously angry right now, but I couldn't stay angry at them. I was so ecstatic right now. I just felt so conflicting right now. Ugh! I could feel a head ache coming on. I walked to a corner turned my back to them and sat on the floor bring my knees to my chest. It was silent while I tried to will away my headache. "Are you ok Belinda?" Throb.
"Yeah.. I just got a headache. Let me sit for a while." I shut my eyes trying to empty my mind.
I finally felt relaxed and my headache was bearable. "I'm okay now." I was still in the corner. It felt awkward for me to be in the corner, but I rather stay in the corner than face all of them again. I knew I still had feelings for him, and if I looked now, my heart would sway bringing me misery. "So how's life?" I didn't mention them never contacting me after the last email, but they could have been really busy. But people weren't always busy I reasoned with myself. Oh just shut up!
"Nothing much happened. If you follow us in the news, you would know what happened with our lives." It's a shame I didn't follow their lives. I didn't have the time stuff like that. Even before I met them, I didn't even follow their lives on the news. I would never be able to force myself to read stuff like that.
"Oh. That's it? Nothing else interesting happened?" I wouldn't know, but it was worth trying to continue the conversation.
"Well yeah. That's about it. Anything happened to you?" What could I say? I finally got over JaeJoong, but now that's you're all back I still like him.
"Uh... I finished another year of college, and I'm 19 now. That's about it." I really didn't get out much. I only went out to the park with my friends to play badminton, and I went out on shopping sprees with my friends. I never bought things for myself though. I was a real money pincher. I pulled out my phone peeking at the time, and it was already eight at night. "Oh I'm in trouble. I got to get home right now." I sounded really meek, but I really did have to go back home.
"Oh okay." Everybody walked out, and I followed them. I noticed we were in an abandoned ware house that was just three blocks away from my house. I waved good bye to the group not offering any words or promises of meeting up ever again. I walked home as quick as I could, and when I reached my house, I locked myself in my room.
*the next day Sunday*
I barely woke up staring at my clock. "Its only five." Ugh... I wanted to gall back asleep, but I was a person that couldn't fall back asleep after they woke up. I swiped my face with my hand. Might as well check my email. I didn't know why I had to do this every morning, but it became a habit for me. In my inbox, I had an email. Odd... I usually never had email in the morning. I usually get email around noon when everything picked up. I gasped seeing the senders email.
I haven't recieved an email from them in a long time. Why would they send me an email now? I clicked on it. The email read:
Hey Belinda! It's us. Sorry about what we did to you. We just really wanted to see you again. Are you free tomorrow? All of us wants to hang out again. If you're free, then meet us at the park at nine.
Remembering the good times,
DBSK
Sent Yesterday 12:00 pm
I didn't really feel like meeting up with them again.
*at the park 9:00 am*
I was sitting on a bench waiting for them. I felt I was being crazy meeting up with them again. There was a light breeze in the air, and the leaves were rustling. It was almost like a painting where everything was tranquil, but it didn't work with me in the picture. I was nervous and fidgety. I was never a person able to sit in one place for too long without moving at all. I glanced at a park clock. 9:07. They were late. Maybe they weren't coming, but they could be busy and held up. I could wait another ten minutes.
I felt stupid waiting at the park. I didn't dare look at the clock or my cell phone. I was reasoning with myself again. Maybe they meant at night. I sighed placing my hand on my face. I peered through my fingers looking at the clock. 12:00. I was a fool. No one in their right mind would wait that long for their friends. Maybe they were saying something to me. Maybe they didn't want to be friends anymore. It didn't matter much. "Hey Belinda. What are you doing here by yourself?"
I looked up to find my friend Derek. "I'm just sitting here. What are you doing here?" Derek was a kind person, and I knew he was a gentleman.
"Can I sit next to you?" I nodded my head. "Thanks. I was just walking around the park. I was supposed to meet up with friends, but they canceled on me. So I started walking to vent my anger. Did you eat lunch yet?" I shook my head. "You want to grab a bite together?" I didn't want to leave the park, but it was better than waiting for something that wouldn't come. It's a good thing I had money with me.
"I would like to."
*in a random restaurant*
I was chatting happily with Derek when we were waiting for our meal. I never saw Derek a lot at school, but we got along really well. It felt like we were almost best friends, the way we were talking back and forth. I would say something somewhat witty, and he would toss it back. I couldn't stop talking even when our meal came. We talked while eating. (Not while eating exactly. You know when you talk after you finish chewing. Like that.) I was really having fun, and we were just eating lunch. It made me wonder. Why couldn't I have fallen in love with Derek instead of him? It felt so right with Derek. When we finished eating, Derek paid for the meal despite my persistence to pay for myself. We were walking again enjoying each other's company in silence. I could feel his hand brush mine whenever we were walking too close. "Hey Belinda. Can I talk with you?" I looked at Derek noticing whatever he wanted to talk about was serious.
"Yeah... What's wrong?"
"I always wanted to say this, but I never had the chance to. I want to know more about you. Is that okay?" I mentally sighed in my head. I thought it was much more serious.
"Yeah that's okay. I want to know more about you." I smiled at him, but he didn't smile back as I thought he would.
"I don't mean it like friends. I mean as your boyfriend." I furrowed my eyebrows not wanting to answer back. I didn't want to reject him and hurt his feelings. I still like JaeJoong, but Derek could probably set me right. We had stopped walking when he asked me the question.
"I don't know what to think. I like someone else already." I could hear myself wavering slightly.
"Can I at least have a chance to win you over?" It didn't sound that bad, and I already agreed mentally.
"I guess but..." I could see Derek's face light up considerably before he grabbed me in a tight hug. It was really warm in his arms.
"Then it's official. We're a couple."
"But I hadn't agreed yet..." My voice fell upon deaf ears.
"A couple." I recognized that voice. I hadn't heard it a long time, and I hadn't expected to hear it in English. I stiffened in Derek's arms pretending it wasn't him.
"Yeah. Did you need something from us?" I clung to Derek tightly hoping he would get the message to shut up. I was a coward hiding in his embrace.
"Belinda... We need to speak with you." I peered at JaeJoong seeing his apologetic face. He should never look like that. I looked up at Derek seeing he had a determination in his eyes.
"Derek.." I can't believe I was pleading with Derek. He looked down at me with betrayed eyes. He let me go watching me as I left him behind.
I sat in a room with DBSK. I could feel all of their disappointment, and I had no idea to what they were disappointed about. I knew it had to do with me and Derek, but I didn't know why they were so concerned about me. It's not like I would never get a boyfriend. I mean they all had girlfriends at one point, so what's wrong with me getting one myself. The silence was uncomfortable, but I refused to say anything before they did. My hands were in my lap, and I stared at the pointedly.
"Belinda we want you to know something." I was still looking at my hands, but I knew Yunho was speaking to me. "We apologize for being late to the park. We were stuck with work, and we didn't expect that to happen. Today was supposed to be our off day." I nodded understanding this. It was expected. They were famous, and I was just an unknown girl. "What made you decide to get a boyfriend today? I just don't see you to be that type of girl?" What type of girl?
"What makes you say that? What gives you the right to have a say whether I can have a boyfriend or not? You, all of you, don't even know me enough to say this. All you know is that my name is Belinda, and you're all just my friends." I had to point this out because it was really the truth. I was just setting myself up for a made up world. I had no idea what they were like, and they in turn knew nothing about me.
"We know this for a fact, but we still have a say in this. Or at least Jae has a say in this." I finally looked up at them. They looked apologetic, but JaeJoong in particular looked nervous. Everyone exited the room save for JaeJoong. I didn't like where this was going.
"Do you remember that day?" he asked me in English. I was reveling in the fact he could speak English now.
"No." I really had no idea what he was talking about.
"You said this long ago. 'I'm a possessive person that would capture and cage you. I would hide you from the world so I can selfishly keep you to myself. If I did that, there would be many consequences that I'm not willingly to pay. I want so much, but I don't want to lose anything. I can't cross over to your world, and you can't merge into mine seamlessly.' Do you remember now?" I felt embarrassed as he said this. I can't believe he could remember word for word what I said in a language that he just learned to speak. If he said the same to me in Japanese or Korean, I wouldn't be able to understand what he said or even remember exactly what he said.
"Yes."
"Do you still feel that way? Tell me the truth." I looked back down to my hands.
"...yes." I said this softly.
"I want you to know that I feel the same way as you do. I want to ask you to give me a chance. Would you like to be my girlfriend instead of being that other man's?" I almost shouted yes, but I held my tongue. Did I really want to go through with this? Was I ready for this relationship? Did I still love him enough for this? Everything seemed to have one answer. Yes.
"Yes." I could hear a collective sigh from outside the door before everyone rushed in. Everybody was happy, and we all did a group hug.
*the next day*
"Derek I need to tell you something. I know you're not going to like this, so why don't we take a seat?" Derek and I sat down on a park bench. I took one look at him.
"I think I know what you're talking about. I just hope if you really do like him, that you are going to live a really happy life. This is all I ask of you." Derek really was too kind. I gave him a hug and a smile.
"I just hope that you'll find the one for you. I pray for you. Bye." I waved to Derek walking away from the park.
*ten years later*
"Belinda! When are you going to get out of bed already?" I opened my eyes sleepily rubbing them.
"Ugh... what time is it?" I didn't lift my head from my pillow. It was too fluffy too.
"It's almost time for Jae to come and pick you up for your date. By the way, when are you guys ever going to get married?"
"How many times do I have to tell you this? We're only dating. If he wants to marry me, he'll propose to me. Ysabella calm down. Why can't you accept this like Nay? I don't hear her asking me about this."
"Psh. Whatever." I got out of bed finally due to Ysabella nagging me. I got ready for my date.
*and like happily ever after blah blah blah :D
