Chapter 30: Thank you's pt.3

             "I still think that this is the shittiest idea we've come up with," Yoongi told you. Currently, the plan you were trying to formulate was 'to talk'. Conversation, no guns, no fights, just a simple talk in a café not far from the main city of Seoul.

Seokjin had suggested this small café after telling you it was your favourite place. You could only nod your head. Following the three men inside the café, you went to the cashier with Seokjin.

You stood beside him, waiting in line before he leaned his head to talk to you, "I hope you don't mind if I buy all of the drinks. I want to guess what you like, and I still do hope it's your favourite."

You could only smile at him before nodding your head, currently, no drinks could calm you down, you were nervous do you think he would come? Do you believe Jungkook who was mentally obsessed and unstable could have a civilised talk with you?

But you are not a kindergartener anymore. You can't just expect not to like each other and give candies to solve the problem.

There's always a way to solve it, convince everyone to stop, and find a way out without spilling so much blood. Maybe a chance to start over.

"You're nervous. Do you think he would burn down the café?" Seokjin asked. You nod your head.

"By now, I can't calm my nerves knowing Jungkook had put traps in here, the place is packed, was it a bad idea telling them to come?" You asked Seokjin, but he shook his head. The line was getting shorter than when it was time to order, Seokjin told the barista what they wanted before finishing with warm milk.

"You drink warm milk?" helping Seokjin carry the two black Americano, you both walked back to your sit before Seokjin shook his head.

"It's not for me," Seokjin settles down the drink before he sat down beside you. You look at the glass and look up at him, "I don't want anything, you don't have to worry."

"So, what is the plan?" Yoongi sat, drinking his black coffee before settling down, 'Wait until he blows this place up? And then what?"

"He's not going to do anything; Anne is here. If he blows this place up or has done anything to harm us, it will involve not hurting Anne," Seokjin said, "Hate to break it to you. Anne is the best shield we can use now, not that I want to use her."

"For crying out loud, you're using this place as a shield, your choice of place could kill thousands," Yoongi muttered at Seokjin who sat down peacefully waiting for the person they had invited.

"I'm not even sure he's going to show up," you told Seokjin who keep on sitting down peacefully, but instead of saying anything, he pushed the drink in front of you and usher you to drink.

"I paid for the drinks, and you brats don't even think about my feelings, you think the money I used to pay to grow on trees? You don't even appreciate them," Seokjin rambles pointing at the drink. The other two then looks at each other before sipping their drinks quietly. Leaving you and Seokjin to talk.

"Are you not going to try the drink I ordered you?" He asked. You took a sip at the drink, but you couldn't help to grimace a bit at the taste seeing Seokjin's hopeful face you couldn't help to smile.

"It tastes different, but I can tolerate it," Seokjin smiles at your answer before chuckling. He took the cup before throwing it to the nearest rubbish. You look at him.

"I'm sorry, I asked you to drink. I just wanted to know something," He told you, as he took your hands and shake them, "Let's start over, nice to meet you, I'm Kim Seokjin, an ex-officer."

As you look at the handshake Seokjin gave you and you shake back smiling at his little antics, "Hi! My name is Annabeth, I don't know my last name, nor I don't think I have one."

Both of them smiled, but the smile suddenly stopped when two figures came into the place, they were wearing casual attire. Jimin and Namjoon came walking into the café like two tourists. Yoongi and Taehyung stifle in their place as Seokjin stood up to greet them.

"I was hoping Jungkook would like to join in. It will be wonderful," Seokjin sat down as the two occupied the chairs you have prepared, "I've even prepared his favourite drink."

Pointing at the cup of milk that was left behind, now cold in the middle of the table.

Namjoon nods his head before he looks over to Taehyung and Yoongi who was giving him a side-eye.

"I see you both weren't informed of my presence," Namjoon pointed at Yoongi, "You and I need to deal with a lot of things, but I do hope we can talk like human beings."

"I'll start talking like a human being when you stop acting like an animal!" Yoongi snaps back.

"Right, well, I don't allow any of you to talk," Seokjin starts, "So you all listen to me.

"All I want is simple, you tell me what Jungkook wants, and I tell you what we want." Seokjin started, and Namjoon looks at Jimin.

"We both know what he wants Seokjin," Jimin starts. He looks at you and smiles, "I think all of you know what he wants. He's a simple man, no thoughts need to be complicated."

"Yes, well I'm not willing to let him get to Anne. She's mine," Seokjin started making both Yoongi and Taehyung look at the eldest in confusion.

"Then I guess we have nothing to talk about Seokjin hyung. We both what Jungkook wants. It's not the money, the fame or anything, he just wanted her."

"I'm here you know, thank you for talking like I'm not here at all," you told them annoyed, "I have a say in this. It involves me personally."

"Then it's your choice, be with Jungkook or keep on running," Jimin said, and he laid out a paper.

"Seokjin hyung, do you believe in terms of reincarnation?" Jimin asked, "I always find things like this phenomenal. It's unlikely to happen but one in a hundred possibility."

"Spit it out," Yoongi said, and Jimin smiled.

"I do believe Your eyes were wandering over the streets before locking eyes with someone you've known, he smiles at you bitterly before holding a man who was trembling in fear.

Jungkook then stabs the man before running away slowly, the man who was stabbed stood still, as blood started to seep into his shirt, and he stood up. The five men who were still discussing like 'you were not there' were surprised by your sudden actions. But before Jimin could ask what had happened, there was a loud piercing scream from the middle of the crowded streets.

The five of them looks over the window to see lots of people gathered, the five men also stood up from the place, murmurs from the cafes as curious eyes also wanted to cheek and peek at whatever had disrupted them.

"Anne? What's wrong?" Seokjin's fingers brush your figure, but you ran outside to check, and your body freeze on the spot as you see a bleeding man on the streets. Taehyung and Namjoon had caught up to see what had happened and went to the lying bleeding men. But the man didn't want any help, his eyes were searching for something or rather someone.

That is until his eyes are locked with yours, and he stops searching. He then proceeds to point his fingers at you.

"he.. is.. waiting..." The man then coughs blood for the final time before dying. Murmurs and whispers were then replaced by official police officers. You stagger back before you are pulled by an arm. Shouts from Seokjin and Taehyung could be heard.

You look over to Jimin, who had kept running, trying to pass people as quickly as he can.

"Jimin what –"

"Shut up, Anne. We need to do this quick!" Jimin proceeds to run as you follow, your feet being dragged by his larger steps.

"You need help Jimin," You told him, "There's no way what you talk about is real. What has gotten into you?"

Jimin was still persistent in dragging you to corners of the street. You were sure Seokjin, Yoongi and Taehyung were still in the midst of the crazy crowd, but inside your little heart, you couldn't help to feel calm not even after Jimin had taken you away from the place.

Your body follows Jimin's flow until you reach a quiet, remoted part of a beach. The café Seokjin had brought you all was in Busan. After sending out an invitation to the mansion, you were all set to take a train with Seokjin to Busan.

Jimin, let your hand go before he digs something in his band. You were silent even after looking at the 'thing' in Jimin's hand.

"You are crazy," You told Jimin who was pointing the gun in his head, "You've got everything in the palm of your hands. Your future is not in the hands of anyone, it's in yours."

"What do you know about the future? You never had any in the beginning," Jimin snickered, "The moment you step into the house, you never had any. The lines were written for you the moment you were born. You were born because of the destiny you were supposed to live."

"How about you? What? You are just going to end all of this with a gun in your head?" you asked, "Do you think it's fair? To just let you die with no punishment?"

Jimin who was trembling in his feet looked at the person in front of him with fear. No, he didn't think the person was scary, but the future he would need to face when he's dead.

"You've gone too far Jimin. If you don't plead for forgiveness, who will save you?"

"You don't understand. If I didn't, it will repeat again," Jimin whispered, 'No matter how much you hate it, you can't get away with the destiny that had been written for you."

"What are you talking about Jimin," You asked him, "Spit it out. I know you know something I don't. It's always been like this. I'm so tired of trying to understand."

Jimin lowers his gun before he takes a piece of paper to your hands.

"Do you know you were aligned for a curse from your generation?"

Annabeth and Anneliese

"I don't think your name is Annabeth, but it could be Anneliese." a picture of you with another girl can be seen on the piece of paper. But the image after yours was so old, and it doesn't even have colours. Is it possible?

A/N: Probably the longest chapter I've written in this series tbh...