PHOTO: Memories Revisited chapter 3 pt 2

 Title: PHOTO: Memories Revisited -Chapter 3 (part 2)
Author: midorinohime
Rate: K+
Genre: Romance
Fandom: DaraGon
Pairing: Dara Park & GDragon
Status: ONGOING

PHOTO: Memories Revisited

Chapter 3: Part2

By: midorinohime

"I don't really see why we have to bother going to YG sunbae-nim just for this." Chaerin huffed. The two Seunghyuns and Dae picked them up and they are now headed to the YGE building.

"Will you shut up, chaerin? Goodness, Aren't you worried about your Unnie?" Seungri surely understood why Chaerin is acting like this but he just could not believe that his Dara noona would ever do such a thing. Somehow, he still wanted to pretend all of this is not happening.

Chaerin scoffed, "Why would I be worried about her? She's the one who voluntarily left the house. She wasn't thrown out."

"So what? All of those years you've been together? Will you just throw all of those away? "

"She's not what we thought she is! That's why! Yes! I am willing to do just that."

Seungri wanted to retort back but the older Seunghyun stopped him from doing so, "Lee Seunghyun, that's enough. You too, chaerin. Stop complaining. Whether you like it or not. We need to tell sunbae about this. Dara is still part of 2ne1 and you still have projects needed to be done."

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"Aren't you going to look for her?" Young Bae sat down beside his best friend.

"I want to..." Jiyong admitted. Young Bae and him always try to tell each other everything. "I badly wanted to go look for her, but everything that had happened, all of it keeps replaying on my mind. It pains me to think that after all those things that she had done; I can't find myself to hate her. I just..." he stopped and closed his eyes, inhaling a lungful of air. "I just want to have her back here with me."

"Then go do it."

"I can't and I won't. I only have my pride left, and I am not that stupid to go look for her."

"Will your pride make you happy? Will it give you back what you have lost?"  He did not answer. Hell, he didn't know how to answer that. Young Bae patted his back and got up. But before he left Jiyong, he left him something to ponder on. "Dara isn't that type of girl. And you know that. Now, it's up to you if you'd believe the drama she's trying to build here or try to see what she's trying to hide."

He headed towards the door. "She loves you. Those brown eyes would never lie..." and he shut the door behind him leaving Jiyong to think.

True enough. Dara. She had continued to love him even though he had an affair with that girl. All of those news about his affair surely killed her inside but she still stood her ground and stayed by his side.

Was it his fault then that he did not do all he can to stay with her?

“Where’s Dara?” he had asked her manager. They had just finished filming his new music video and he wanted to go see her right away. She had been so aloof these past few days that he’s starting to worry.

“In the dressing room, jiyong. But don’t go inside yet. She’s probably preparing for her next photoshoot.”

He ignored her manager and went straight to where her dressing room is. On his way, he recognized some people he might have met before. He had politely talk to them and bid his goodbye.

He did not bother to knock before opening the door. He always does that. Only today, he wished he did.

He wanted to turn around and run away, pretend that he did not see his girlfriend making out with another guy. The two was so into each other that they did not realize he was there.

Every muscle in his body was aching to beat the guy to death and strangle his girl. He could not bear to see another guy pleasuring her, touching her, kissing her. He wanted to beat the crap out of him.

Joong Ki looked up just in time to see him storming towards them. And before his brain could process what’s happening, Jiyong was already throwing blows after blows at him.

“Jiyong stop it! Stop!” Dara tried to stop him from killing Joong Ki.  “I said stop it!” she pushed him away and went to Joong Ki’s side. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. It’s fine. Dara.”

“I’m sorry; could you please leave us for a second?” He did not look at Jiyong at all but just went out. People are now aware of what had just happened, Some are trying to act as if nothing’s really happening but some of them gathered near the doorway just to hear what the commotion is about.

“Why, Dee? Why did you do this?” His blonde hair covering his eyes.

“Because I am bored.”

He shut the door and locked it. “What? Bored?”

“Yes, I am bored. These,” she smiled bitterly and gestured her arms around the room. “All of this is boring. I’m so fed up with being THE Sandara Park. I don’t want this anymore. I am bored with this life; I’m bored with being a singer an actress a model. I am bored being with you.”

Was he that slow? He couldn’t understand a word that she says. What does she mean by that? He went here to settle things with her. He knew that she’s growing farther and farther away from him, but he did not realize that this is going to happen that fast.. For once, he wanted to shout “STOP!!” and take everything slowly.

“Dara..”

“I don’t want to do this anymore…”

“Dee,” he let out a nervous laugh. “You don’t mean that, do you? No… no... Stop joking around…”

“I am serious.” He shook his head, trying to deny what he’s hearing from his girl. What did he do? What did he do to lose her? To make her push him away?

“Dee-ah…”she grabbled her purse, lying innocently on the table. “Did you even love me?” he bit back the tears threatening to fall. “Even just for a moment? Even just a bit? Did you love me?”

She faced him and stepped closer to him then smiled bitterly. “No.”

And wit that, she left him.

Would it be right if he had tried to run after her, beg her to not leave him, ask her to stay and promise to be what she wanted him to be? To be a better partner?

He should have done everything he could, just to be with her. Heck, he would even announce to all people that they are together if that is what she wants. But he did not.

One of the reasons might be the shock he felt after seeing his girlfriend making out with another guy. And not just a simple guy out there. But a famous one as well.

Song Joong Ki. You just wish we don’t cross paths. For I don’t know what I will do once that happens. Just thinking his name makes him want to kick the wits out of him.

To beat him ‘till he says no more. Till he beg him to stop.

But what Young Bae told him made him think about their situation. The Dara he knows wouldn’t dare do that. She’s… she’s an angel... a true angel… and what she’s doing right now is clearly not her.

He fished his mobile phone inside his pocket and dialed a number. He waited and waited until someone answered the phone.

“Yeoboseyo?”

“Sang Hyun, this Ji- hyung.”

“Hyung!! I was just about to call you good thing you did! Wazzup?”

“Where are you?”

“I’m at the airport. I just arrived from Japan. You won’t believe it hyung, everyone’s support there is awesome. I officially love Japanese people now. And…”

“Did your noona call you already?”

“Uhm.. not yet.. Aren’t you with her? I thought you’re planning to move in together at your new house?”

“Huh? When did she..”

“Well, she called me like, I think two weeks ago and she started bombarding me with her tales about you and her living together in the new house you bought. She was really excited. Haha. Hyung! Don’t make her cry okay?! You’ll regret it of you would!”

Jiyong laughed bitterly. “I hurt her? No, I would never do that again. I never want to see her in a state she once had been. It’s quite ironical that you are telling me that…”

“Eh??? Wait a second hyung…” he heard him scream at his bandmates. Then he’s back with him. “I’m back. What do you mean hyung? Ironic.”

“Me hurting your sister.”

“Is something wrong hyung? Why did you call anyway?”

“ Your sister…”

“What happened to her??!” He can hear the panic in his voice.

“We need to talk. Can you squeeze me in your schedule, bro?”

“Hyung, can’t you just tell me now? I’m getting worried..”

“Where can I meet you?” he insisted.

“I’ll go there at your apartment.” He finally conceded.

“Okay. I’ll wait for you.”