Third Person POV

Jungkook followed behind Taehyung as the man walked towards a certain apartment door.

He knew exactly where to go, since he and his family were the ones paying for the apartment.

He knocked on the door.

And waited.

But there was no answer.

Jungkook watched Taehyung’s features twist into something ugly. The man reached down to the doorknob and twisted.

It wasn’t even locked.

“That fucking cunt.” Taehyung muttered. He stepped inside, slamming the door shut behind Jungkook, who’d quickly stepped in behind the enraged man. Taehyung marched through the large complex, not even bothering to be quiet.

Not like the apartment was quiet, anyway.

The whole home was filled with moans of pleasure.

Jungkook stayed by the front door as Taehyung disappeared into a room.

Jungkook couldn’t see anything, but he could certainly hear.

“What the fuck!?” An unknown male voice shouted.

“Get out.” Taehyung said flatly, taking in the scene in front of him.

“Wha—“

“I said get the fuck out, asshat.” The man in bed with Wendy looked absolutely livid. He got out, grabbed his boxers and some pants.

“Da—“

“Save it, Wendy. You told me you were single.”

“I am single! I don’t know who this fucker is!”

“How about the father of your child!”

“You have a kid?” The man turned to Wendy, his eyes wide. “Is he home?”

“What? No!”

“What!?” Taehyung screamed. “Where is he then!?”

“I don’t know!”

Taehyung eyes widened and he lost it.

How was he supposed to react?

“Where the fuck is he!?” Taehyung repeated, lunging at Wendy. The man with her scoffed and strolled out of the room.

He paused when he saw Jungkook standing there. “I’d leave if I were you, man. He’s going to fucking kill her.” He muttered before walking out.

Jungkook walked into the room to find Taehyung on top of a naked woman on a bed, basically strangling her and shaking her.

“Where the fuck did you take him! Where is he!?”

“Hey…” Jungkook grabbed Taehyung and threw him off of the woman. He felt bad, but now he knew what Jimin meant.

He didn’t even recognize Taehyung.

Wendy gasped, coughing and clutching her throat, not even bothering to cover herself.

She looked at Jungkook.

“Please help me! He attacked me and—“

“Shut your fucking mouth, you bitch!” Taehyung screamed. Jungkook held him as he tried to rush forward again. “Where is he!? Where’s Yoonbin!”

“At your fucking place!” Wendy screamed. “It’s not my fault if you can’t fucking watch your son!”

Taehyung collapsed onto his knees, knowing that he couldn’t get out of Jungkook’s grip.

“How long has he been there?” The man whispered, suddenly calm.

Jungkook grew more alert at that. He couldn’t see Taehyung’s expression, but he knew he’d probably be concerned for the man’s sanity. Even more than he was now.

“I don’t fucking know.” The woman scoffed, growing cocky now that she knew Jungkook was going to hold Taehyung away from her. “He’s not my fucking issue. Three hours? Four? Ten? Who fucking knows?”

Jungkook allowed Taehyung to rise.

“And you know what? That child probably isn’t even fucking yours!” Taehyung breath hitched as an ugly feeling burned in his chest. “You were just so easy to manipulate! You think you were the only one I slept with? No, you were just the only one with enough money for me. It was too easy to guilt you into giving me money. You’re such a fucking idiot.”

“I was sixteen!” Taehyung said. “I was a kid! You took advantage of me! I was a virgin!”

“That’s not my fucking problem.”

Taehyung swallowed thickly and inhaled a breath, turning to Jungkook.

“Let me go.” He whispered.

“Taehyung…”

“Let. Me. Go.” Jungkook released Taehyung who had silent tears streaming down his face. The man turned back to Wendy.

“You know…” he laughed lowly, giving a small smile afterwards. He turned and walked behind Jungkook, who was confused, but he felt knew instantly what Taehyung was doing.

“T—“

“You will let me do this. I deserve this. She took six fucking years from me. She ruined my life. Ruined my family. Ruined my son’s chance at even hearing a thing.” Taehyung spit out. But he was utterly calm as he turned back to Wendy who was now pale.

“I put up with you for a long fucking time, Wendy.”

“T-Tae….you can’t—“

“You were everything to me. Beautiful, graceful, kind. I completely fell for you the first time I saw you.”

“He’ll go to foster care! You'll never see him again!”

“Oh, you weren’t informed? You no longer have custody of him.” Taehyung smiled.

Jungkook wouldn’t admit it, but Taehyung terrified him in that moment. “I hope it was worth it, Wendy.” Taehyung whispered.

Seconds before he shot the gun.