Bad Girl Ch 3: Party Time
“Unni!” I yell as I wave at her from across the street. She smiles at me as she rushes over through the traffic.
“That girl is crazy,” Jiho snickers at my side.
“I see that your guard dog is on bad behavior already,” Haneul glares at him when she reaches us.
“Watch your mouth,” Jiho spits back.
“How about both of you calm down?” I grab both of their attention.
Haneul sighs but looks back at me with a much kinder smile, “How are you today?”
“I’m good, what about you? You seem a bit irritated today,” I lock arms with her and begin wandering down the street to our usual lunch spot with Jiho trailing behind us a few steps.
“Tae and I had to pick up his cousins from the airport today, which isn’t really a problem. The problem is their nasty attitude.”
“Were they that bad?”
“Not really, I just didn’t like the one mainly, he told us he wasn’t in the mood for introductions,” She does the last bit with a deep voice and a bitch face that makes me laugh.
“And the others?”
“They all just looked pissed, I’m actually friends with one of them and even he wasn’t in the best mood. Yixing is usually such a ray of sun shine but he wasn’t too excited to be home.”
I hum. We reach the restaurant around 12:30, prime lunch time but we are seated immediately in our normal corner booth in front of the windows over looking the busy city street. Jiho is sat at a table a few seats away to keep an eye on us. “Is Taemin oppa excited to have his cousins home? How long has it been since he has seen them?”
“For most of them it has been about a year but some of the younger ones were having problems while they were gone. He’s excited to have them home mostly so he can keep an eye on those younger ones, especially the one he is closest with, Jongin. He tired to kill himself a few times within this last year, thankfully he wasn’t able to, but it was hard for Taemin when he found out the older ones were doing nothing to help the youngest three in their time of need,” Hanuel sighs again.
“If you don’t mind me asking, what was this horrible thing that happened to them?”
She shrugs, “I’m not even sure. Yixing wouldn’t share anything with me for a while, especially since he’s been gone. Now I’m hopping to get something out of him though now that he can’t just hang up on me to get me to stop talking.”
I laugh, “When am I going to be able to meet this friend of yours?”
“Well,” She gives me a big grin, “There is actually going to be a party that I really want you to go to.”
“Sure, let me just talk to Jiyong about it.”
She shakes her head, “I already looked into it, he is going to be out of town the next few days.”
“Hannie unni, you know Jiyong doesn’t like me going to parties without him. Especially one of yours or Taemin’s. He doesn’t trust you at all.”
“Come on, you can bring your good old guard dog to protect you.”
“I can’t, Jiyong has been on edge about stuff lately and doing this won’t make him feel any better.”
She pouts, “Are you just going to let him dictate your life?”
“Unni,” I take her hand and let out a quiet breath, “I love you for wanting me to have fun but this isn’t what you think. If I really wanted to go, I would go, with or without Jiyong’s permission. Also, he does not dictate my life, he tells me when he doesn’t like me doing certain things and leaves it up to me to decide whether or not I continue doing it. Trust me, I’ve been in a relationship where everything I did had to be run by a thousand times before someone gave a yes or a no. I wasn’t allowed to cook or clean or leave or have a moment to myself. So please don’t think bad of Jiyong, he had done so much for me and I owe him this favor.”
“I’m sorry for getting upset,” She smiles softly at me and squeezes my hand reassuringly. “There will be plenty of parties, I’ll get you to one of them. With your lovely fiancé in tow of course.”
I chuckle, “Of course.”
“What are with all of these lovely calls I’ve been getting the last two days?” Jiyong chuckles over the phone. I get up off the couch as I wander through the penthouse aimlessly. It’s nine o’clock at night and Haneul’s party is most likely getting to the high point. She has been texting me all day about how I could still change my mind and go without any kind of escort. I quickly declined and after that didn’t work I began to just ignore her.
“It’s that god damn party of hers.”
“Oh yes, how could I have forgotten, she seems very aggressive about it.”
“She is a very aggressive person.”
“What did you say to her?” He wonders.
“I told her again and again that I wasn’t going without you.”
“Jiho could have gone with you.”
I sigh, “I know, I just don’t want to go to any parties without since you told me about them coming back. I know that they run in Taemin’s circle so I’m afraid that they might be there.”
He is quiet for a moment before laughing softly, “So now my baby girl is stuck at home on a Friday night because of those bastards, how is that fair?”
“It is fine, I’ve been out plenty of Friday nights, nothing is wrong with staying in for the night,” I plop down on the bed and let out a sight of contentment when the dogs come and join me on the bed.
“I think you should go.”
“You are going to have to face them at some point, it might be better for you if I’m not around, they will probably be less hostile. Plus you will have Jiho and Haneul will slaughter anyone who would try to hurt you so I feel safe sending you there if you want to go.”
“I guess it is the only way to get that girl off my back,” I groan before rolling off the bed and trudging to my closet. “I’m going to get dressed and call Jiho. You have a safe trip okay?”
“You be safe too love, call me when you get home, okay?”
I hum a yes, “I love you.”
“I love you too.” I hang up and quickly begin dialing Jiho’s number and scanning my closet at the same time.
“Yes?” He answers on the fifth ring.
“Wow,” I tease, “You are getting slow, I could have died by now.”
He scoffs, “Don’t say such things, what do you want from me at this hour pretty bird?”
“Wanna go to a party?”
“Did you talk to the boss about this?”
I sigh, “Jiyong actually encouraged me to go, he said it might be better to run into them without him there.”
“Let me get dressed and I’ll swing up for you in a few.”
“Your wish is my command.”
We hang up and I decide on a navy blue cocktail dress with nice lace detail. I slip on some gray heels and pull the pony tail holder out of my hair. Wavy locks tumble down my back just shy of my hips, my caramel locks replaced with recently dyed silver waves. After applying a little make up and maroon lipstick I decide I look good enough to go to a party. I click into the hall way to find Jiho waiting in front of the elevator, my jacket in hand. He looks up and gives me a bitchy look.
“Why so cranky?” I tease as I accept my jacket.
“Because some little girl decided to go out and ruin my night to myself.” We step into the elevator as he flicks my forehead. “Are you sure this is a good idea?”
“I am going to have to face them at some point, might as well be now.”
“Are you nervous?”
I shake my head, “If I’m anything right now, I’m pissed. Yet, at the same time I’m really grateful to them for leaving me behind. I honestly don’t know if I would be with Jiyong right now if they wouldn’t have done that.”
Jiho peeks at me, “So you are happy?”
I can’t hide the massive smile that grows on my face, “I’m really happy.”
In the garage I let Jiho have his pick of the cars, not one bit surprised when he grabs the keys for Jiyong’s matte black Mercedes-benz maybach exelero. I climb into the front seat while he drives. It is a quick drive to the hall that Haneul rented out, but it wasn’t as quick to convince Jiho to leave the car with the valet which has me dying of laughter on the side walk.
“I don’t think Jiyong would appreciate you taking more care of that car than me,” I muse when we are finally able to get inside.
“You are fine, I’ve got you,” He wraps his arm around mine as we step into the cream marble hall. There is a large entryway where we check in our jackets before locking our arms back together and joining the other party goers in the main hall. It’s absolutely beautiful, there is a grand stair case that leads down to the dance floor. A balcony wraps around the whole room, giving people the option to just watch the others twirl from above. As soon as we enter we are offered drinks that Jiho quickly denies for both of us. “Do you want a soda or some water?”
“Shirley temple please.”
“Lets find Haneul before I head off,” He scans the crowd for a few second easily finding the hostess surrounded by her usual group. “Do you think you can make it there without any problems?”
“I’ll be fine the five minutes it takes you to get us drinks. No need to be so worried tonight, we’ll only be here for an hour at most. A few drinks, a dance or two, and we can go, okay?”
“Take your time here. I’ve got no where to be.” He gives me a reassuring smile before sending me on my way. I make my way down the stairs and walk around the spinning crowd of dancers. Thankfully, I make it to Haneul without any problems, minus me tripping some couple when I wandered too close to them.
She sees me and automatically beams at me, “Jooyoung!” Her arms are around my neck in seconds swinging me around in circles. “I can’t believe Jiyong actually let you come.”
“He had no say in it, I actually preferred to lay in my bed all night but he wanted me to go out and have a little fun so here I am.”
“If fun is what you are looking for I’m here to deliver,” She promises turning to Jonghyun, one of Taemin’s friends. “Would you like to dance with my love little friend?”
“Haneul,” Both Taemin and I warn. I didn’t notice him sneaking up behind me. “Babe please don’t get us into trouble with the black dragon. I don’t want anyone telling him that you were throwing his fiancé at everyone.”
“Who is going to tell on me?” Haneul pouts.
“Me,” Jiho informs as he hands me my drink. “I also don’t want Jiyong on my ass so everyone keep your hands to yourself tonight.”
Hannie cocks a brow at him, “Even me?”
The group laughs and begins a casual conversation. Random people come and go, it would be a lie to say that I’m not at least a little on edge. Each new person makes me jump a little. Haneul and Jiho both notice this making her switch places with Onew to stand on my other side.
She caresses my shoulder, “Are you okay love?”
I nod, “It’s just weird not having Jiyong here, it feels like I’m missing something.”
“Do you want to go?” Jiho offers quickly.
“No, I’m fine, I just need to stop thinking about it. Haneul tell me about you, how are Taemin’s cousins doing? Were you able to get Yixing to tell you anything?” I look to her hoping to get my mind off them for even a little while. I only slightly notice Jiho going stiff next to me but I chalk it up to the couple brushing past us.
“Not yet, I haven’t even really had the chance to talk to him, either has Tae. As soon as he dropped those boys off they would not come back out of that house. This was actually supposed to be a welcome back party for them but they were not in the mood for it. Those seem to be Yifan’s favorite words.”
“What a shame, maybe next time.”
“Do you want to dance?” Jiho offers me a hand.
“We were kind of talking,” I eye him strangely but everyone else just seem to brush it off.
“Go ahead, in fact we will join you,” Haneul takes her lover’s hand and leads him towards the dance floor.
“But babe, I was talking business,” Taemin whines.
She shushes him, “No talking back Princess, what kind of hostess doesn’t even dance at her own party?” The two snap together and begin waltzing along with the rest of the crowd. It doesn’t take much to convince me after that. Jiho and I hold hands while his other rests on my lower back, mine on his shoulder. We spin into the crowd, smiling at anyone we know that goes by.
“Are you having fun?” I question mindlessly.
He shrugs, “I’ve never been a fan of parties. What about you? You seem a bit on edge.”
“I’m horrified of the idea of them just walking up to me and trying to kill me or something.”
A worried expression crosses his face, “What makes you think they’d want to kill you?”
“When I was still with them they got in a fight with Jiyong’s people about what they would do with me after they were bored of me and killing me was on that list.”
“Don’t worry about those guys, they shouldn’t be showing up,” He comforts me.
I cock my head at him, “What makes you so sure?”
“Just trust me.”
I nod and rest my head against his chest as we continue to dance around the room. Some time passes when suddenly the lights go out. Everyone stops dancing and begins backing away from the center of the ballroom to stand in the balcony or against the wall. Jiho and I follow a few people into the balcony confused. We find Haneul with Taemin, and from the look she’s giving him I know he is the cause of this.
“This is the only way to get them out of the house,” He snaps at her.
She glares at him, “You could have at least told me! You know I give warnings to those who I know don’t like this kind of thing.”
He rolls his eyes, “Jooyoung has tons of people looking after her, you don’t need to baby her.”
“What is going on?” Jiho interjects, not caring that he is interrupting their argument.
Haneul gives me an apologetic look, “The after party stuff is starting early. Taemin’s cousins decided to come but only to participate in the show.”
Just then a single spot light shines on to the center of the dance floor. A man is sitting there in a chair. The chair is trembling, I see that his hands are tied to the arm rests while his legs are tied to the chair’s. Oh no. This is the other reason I didn’t want to come. At the end of each of these parties each leader takes a turn in showing off their torturing skills. You have the option to stay or to watch, after the one time I saw what happened to those people Jiyong and I never stayed late again.
“We need to get out of here now,” Jiho deadpans.
“You know the doors are locked,” Taemin reminds us.
“God dammit princess,” Hanuel kicks him. “I guess you are going to be meeting them after all.”