thirty three (1/1)

G-Dragon's POVI got a text from Youngbae. I was almost asleep on the couch next to Top hyung and Seungri. I carefully untangled our limbs, and reached into my pocket for my phone.I think I'll crash at a hotel. I need to think.Oh, I had about a million things to say to that!You need to think? Yeah, I hope you're THINKING quite a lot about what you did!Why are you crashing at a hotel? Emma's asleep, she won't know you're here!I delete those two before I send them, and just type out,What hotel? I wanna talk to you.The Hilton on our side of the river.I untangle myself fully from the dead-weight limbs of my bandmates, and tip toe quietly up the stairs to my room. I've been wearing the same clothes for god knows how long, and I don't think that smell is Seungri, so I decide to take a shower and change.I immediatly feel calmer in the shower. The warm water runs down my body, and I imagine it washing away all my troubles, down the drain, out of my sight for good. The good feeling even lasts when I get out of the shower!I wrap a towel around myself, and glance at the fogged up mirror. I think I'll dye my hair, maybe something bright and happy. Like pink. Pink would be cool. With just slightly darker streaks, and then we could go all Hunger Games with the makeup! I could be Effie! The male version of Effie Trinket!I walk to my room, and turn right, skipping into my walk in closet.

I stop and stare.

Something is wrong.

Something is very, very wrong.

WHERE'S MY WEDDING DRESS???!!??!?!?!You see, for one of my ex's, I bought her a wedding dress, and when we broke up, I kept it! I always keep it at the back of the closet, in front of the other fancy-pants clothes, so I can always see it. And now it's gone! It's not there!Did I lose it?! Oh, please, God, please, don't let me lose it!! I can't lose it! It reminds me of her!! Please!!I look around, trying to remain calm. My gaze flits from outfit to outfit to outfit, not really seeing anything, just checking for anything white, since that dress was the only white thing I own. I quickly determine that nothing white is in my closet.Oh, he's in for it now!As I tighten the towel around my waist, I storm out of my room, pounding my feet on the floor, determined to wake everyone in the house, and let them know how pissed I am."MAKNAE!!!!" I roar when I reach the living room, grabbing the drowsy boy and jerking him to his feet. His eyes go wide, and he shrinks back, cranking up his agyeo, trying to cute his way out of this."Yes hyung?" he asks meekly. Top and Daesung are staring at me wide-eyed."Where's. My. Wedding. Dress?!" I ask, upping the antie of my eye-rage, and heaving exaggarated breaths to show just how mad I am. I realize how silly I sounded, but I keep my face, and Top and Daesung have the brains not to laugh. Seungri doesn't, however, which is obvious if you think about it. He'd have to be an idiot to even step foot in my closet, god forbid touch one of my clothes."What was that?! You laughing??! You think this is funny?!!" I shout, steping closer to Seungri. Seungri realizes how deep in shit he is, and he drops the agyeo, shaking his head no. "Why were you even in my closet to begin with?! HUH? Where's my girl's wedding dress?!""I don't know, hyung, honest! I've never even been in your closet!" Seungri trips over his words, trying to calm me down."Jiyoung!" Top says, using my real name to get my attention. "None of us have been in your closet. You kidding? All your man-perfume in that room makes it hard to breath! Now, can we help you find that dress?"I whirle around to face him, already planning my attack on him should his face be kind or annoyed. But it's not. His face is tired, and bored, like he couldn't give a shit about finding that dress, and knowing Top, he probably doesn't. Either way, his face catches me off guard, and all my cutting remarks go out the door.So I just stare at him. And then I nod. I lead the three of them up to my closet."Wow, hyung, I thought you would have a bit more than this!" Daesung says, looking around."That's 'cause it's all on the floor from when Jiyoung ripped the place apart looking for that dress!!" Top points out. Seungri, not sure if he's been fogiven yet, remains silent."No, I just looked. I didn't touch any of my clothes." I say, realizing that Daesung was right. Something did seem to be missing!Bigbang and I gathered all my clothes on the ground into a pile in the center of the closet. We started to put them all back where they belonged after I explained how the clothes were organized. When we were done, we had found the wedding dress, but Top noticed that something else was gone."Hey, Ji? Where's that black heart necklace your mom gave you that you almost slaughtered a herd of fangirls over because you thought one of them took it?" Top asks, looking at my jewelery section. I walk over to join him, and sure enough, it's not there."I don't know..." I respond, double checking the jewelery box. Nada. Zip. Zero. Zilch."Emma probably took it." Daesung reasons. "Something tells me she'd love anything black and shiny."Emma's not stupid enough to go in my closet!" I exclaim."She's a girl." Seungri says by way of an answer. We all laugh at that.We stroll out of my room and down to Emma's. Seungri and Top hesitate, not wanting to incur Emma's wrath like they did last time they went in her room in the middle of the night. Finally, though, Top worked himself up enough to open the door.It was dead silent. I don't mean we were dead silent, though we were. I mean there was no sound in Emma's room. I don't think we even heard her breathing, but just to be sure, we all held our breath. No noise."It's freezing!" I hiss, rubbing my upper arms."That would be because the window's open." Top answers my unasked question. He tip toes across the room to shut the window, but stops next to Emma's bed. "She's not here." He whispers. To make sure, he leans forward and feels around the bed. No screams of outrage.Daesung flicks on the light. It sears my eyes and hurts my brain, blinding me for a couple of seconds. But when I can see, I find a sort-of clean room, with the widow open, and an empty bead with messed up sheets. No Emma.Seungri steps off to examine her bathroom. "Makeup's out!" He calls, walking back to us. Then he walks to her closet. "No dress either." I stand on my tippy toes to look over his shoulder, sure I heard Youngbae say he packed her a dress or two."I see a couple of dresses." I point out."No, when I went shopping with her, she bought this dress, this party dress. It's not here!" Seungri explains."So she went to a party?" Top asks skeptically. "Who does she know here who she knows enough to invite her to a party?"We all look at each other, thinking. It hits us all at the same time. "Minhyun."