Thirty: Namjoon

The hours came and gone. My first week without her, has already passed. Abby would have surely told me if she'd contacted her, so I don't think that she had. I know that Sam is fine, but the knowledge alone doesn't help. I want to be with her, completely! Even if our tale were to turn into a modern day 'Romeo and Juliet' (the world's most notorious screenplay), I can't bare the thought of not being close to her. And even if her father plays the dagger at the end, I'm willing to stand my ground. I am not about to give up on the most important factor in my life. He could cut out my heart, or burn me at the stake like the executioner that he is. My blood can be staining his hands, still I would keep on loving her. She's my beginning and my end. 'Til death do us part, I vow. We're meant to be together. She's the cure to my growing cancer and without her, I would surely die.

I can't do this alone, any longer. I have to inform the others about what's happening in my life. I know that they're not all going to be as understanding as Jin-hyung about the matter at hand but their support is needed. I let out a deep nerve wracking sigh. Jimin rushed into the living room and pounced down on the sofa beside me. "Already trouble in paradise, Joonie-hyung?" His rhetorical question caught me completely off guard. "Please, do tell? Why have only Abby been around? Where's Sam?" Taehyung joined in, the questions bubbling out of his mouth like a fountain. "Stop it, Tae! Jimin! It has nothing to do with us," Jin-hyung came to my defence. "That makes even me curious now. What do you know that we don't?" Yoongs were quick to notice. Before I knew it, everyone was pooling around me. Like a puddle grows bigger. Wider and deeper. When rain continually falls. I have no other choice as to reveal my hidden secret. "It just so happens that Samantha Jones and I share a fated love. Bound by soul," I said. They gauked at me open mouthed. I looked down at my feet, knowing that it isn't the half of it. "Then shouldn't she be here, alongside you Hyung?" My youngest cousin asked. The ice have been broken. I composed myself for what's coming. Will they think less of me if they knew who my soulmate is related to? "She went to her brother's for a few weeks, to clear her mind," I informed them as I picked at the skin around my nails. "She went back to South Africa, without you, to clear her mind?" Jk echoes me rhetorically by adding a little more information. I close my eyes as the intensity level around me spiked far below comfortablilty. "Her father threatened us," I choked. After a moment of silence, Hobi asked the one question that I fear the most. "Why would he...?" he left his question unfinished. Now it's hanging inbetween us like an unfinished puzzle. I inhaled sharply. Here goes nothing! "Because (sigh), her father is the one responsible for terrorizing Asia," I rumbled. It's quiet, much to quiet. I fear to look up and meet their gazes. What would I see? Hate? Dismay? Disgust? "You're kidding me right! This is a joke. I mean, you wouldn't. You couldn't possibly!" Yoongi exclaimed confusingly. My heart sunk into my stomach. This is exactly what I've been afraid of. Everything seems to be more interesting as to look directly at them. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything. "I know exactly how you're feeling, Yoongs. Imagine my surprise when I found out," Jin-hyung vocalised. "You knew but said nothing?" Jimin asked. This time around the confusion were lacing his voice instead of Yoongi's. Jin-hyung nodded, I noticed from underneath my lashes. "Abbs informed me and I didn't think that it was my place to tell you guys about it. Monie needs us now more than ever. He won't be able to do this on his own. That's what family's for!" Jin-hyung answered. He covered a lot of ground, on his way towards the end. "Jinnie-hyung is right, it's not her fault that her father turned out this way," Taehyung said after a while. Slowly the others started to agree with him on the matter at hand. At least it's out in the open.

Now I understand why she always avoided any questions surrounding her father. Feeling even more like a monster for leaving her behind. She hates her dad and with good reason too. He's going against everything that she grew up believing. I wonder what could have driven him to such methods. I could always ask Abby about it, but on second thought perhaps not. That would be called snooping around, which in my opinion isn't the best way to go. If I'm to know, Sam will tell me herself. I'll give her a few more days, if I don't hear back from her, she leaves me no choice as to ask Abby out about her whereabouts.