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3 years later

"Table -4, a Vanilla cappuccino and a caramel machiato." I heard a familiar voice ringing through my ears and cursed under my breath for being absent minded for 2 good minutes. Well, shit.

My hands worked as fast as they could and my heart raced sensing the glares directed to my back by the boss. Heaving a sigh in frustration, I finally got the order ready and rushed towards the Table-4 in hurry and obviously trying not to spill the coffee all over the floor in the meantime.

"Here's your order sir" I declared as usual but halted myself from flashing my professional tight lipped smile, watching them. These two are being a head ache. Damn it.

"Why don't you take a seat Ms. Y/n!?" The familiar man spoke watching her with a smirk lacing down his lips.

Shutting my eyes in frustration I heaved a sigh clutching my head.

"Well, we're waiting for you to arrive and all you have to do is to ignore us?" The other guy yelled loosing his cool.

"Are you really ignoring us? Are you? Let me tell you a fact. You can't ignore us, well atleast not him." The man in dark blue suit pointed out the other guy infront of us, who crossed his hands over his chest quirking his brow up.

"Of course, you can't ignore this world wide handsome can you?" Jin shrugged his shoulders taking a sip of his caramel machiato as he gestured himself.

"You can't just show up at my work place." I sighed sighed knowing that I'm now trapped.

"According to the country's law, no one is restricted to enter a cafe just to have a sip of coffee." The other one leaned back adjusting his suit and crossing his legs one over the other.

"Gosh. Hoseok! Stop talking about law and constitution! I'm getting irritated by it now." Jin complained to which Hoseok lifted his arms up in air surrendering himself with a small shrug.

"Why are you guys here?" I hit them with my sharp words to which Hoseok placed a hand on his heart as if he got struck by a arrow and Jin just scoffed with his lips tugged up with a smirk in disbelief.

"I-I think I am going to die!!!!!" Hoseok coughed furiously which was purely a fake one which he's failing already to make it real and Jin had to act along.

"Oh my god by the look on your face I could say that he's suffering from acute Anemia. Just like you have suffered three years ago." Jin spoke with fake concern on his face and shifted his gaze to Hoseok who clutched onto his chest and was raising his brows up at Jin asking him what to do next and the latter is quick to catch that.

"What are you going to do next Hobi, fall into my arms dramatically?" Jin leaned back against the chair and quirked his brow up opening his arms wide with a smirk.

"Well...................... that sounds disgusting." Hoseok stated and I found myself smiling at the two men who were putting on a show.

Anemia? That's what I used to call my Fake Amnesia as.

As soon as I felt my lips tugging up into a smile a sharp pain seeped through my chest making me halt. Right! I don't deserve happiness after what I have done.

All these three years I don't remember smiling and laughing like I did before. I was silent, mute and cold. Whenever I felt something which made me laugh a wierd feeling shatters my heart and I always find myself puking in the bathroom with my hair tied up and my ears shut with my palm.

Something stirs in my stomach when I picture myself smiling and laughing to my heart's content. I don't deserve any of it. Now I know, since the beginning I didn't deserve the love everyone's showering me with. I don't deserve any of it. I'm going to live in this world as if I'm dead. I don't want to get close to anyone, I don't want anyone to give me attention, I don't want anyone to love me, I have been hidden. And I'm still hiding but these people making it hard for me.

All these three years I have been hard to deal with. Too hard and still they didn't leave my side. I don't want them to stay by my side, but they won't budge.

I was a mess, when I woke up after my failed attempt to kill myself. I was diagnosed with depression and post traumatic disorder. I was ashamed that I thought of killing myself but that was the only thing I could think of. I really thought Summer would be back if I disappear. I really thought, thought it that would happen for a few long months making people around me to worry and doctors to certify me as a girl having Suicidal thoughts.

I never thought that I would be this weak. But that time I thought it was the best option to bring back everything in it's actual place.

All these years they had helped me to cope with my trauma, and as a result we changed. It's as if our souls have switched. They have become crazy, crazy and stupid like me and I have become cold and mature.

They act like me, like me when I was 18 in this world and now I'm 21. The same age when I was in the real world.

"You should be happy that you're getting a hug from me, remember how your sister gasped when she first saw the handsome me? Eloise would be glad if she knows that you got a hug from me, well more like she will be jealous." Jin smirked and I was pertified by his words. I don't know when Jin became this much of a flirt, if that's what we call. He changed completely. How?

"Oh come on hyung. Not my sister." Hoseok warned but still it wasn't serious because he knew that Jin was just teasing him. Well, he wouldn't dare to flirt with Hoseok's sister as she's completely off limits and the age gap is sexy but too big.

"When will he arrive? It's alre-" Jin stopped his sentence in the middle, half said and incomplete as he saw a notification from specific someone, making me shudder. He wouldn't come here right now....right!?

Chills ran down my spine when I caught Jin with a small smirk lacing down his lips, my breathe hitched when Hoseok imitated his smirk knowing what was about to happen next.

"He's here!!" Hoseok stated and I felt my soul leaving my body.

Please don't..............

"Y/n!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M BACK" I heard a familiar voice yelling out my name and that's when the door of the cafe burst open making a handsome man with cute face and a gold medal hanging around his neck came running, not caring about the number of paperazzi's who were waiting for him to do something crazy.

His eyes searched for my figure and I started sneaking away slowly but Hoseok had to catch my arm stopping my heart. Damn you Hoseok. No....... please.

Finally the newly arrived man flashed his gummy smile and ran all the way to reach me, his lips tugged up, his eyes squinted shut, his feet running fast.

He ran like a little kid and everyone behind him, engaged in taking pictures of his hideous act right now. Everyone in the cafe stared with their mouth wide and ajar but my boss just rolled his eyes knowing the obvious as it wasn't the first that he had created a mess.

"Y/NNNNNNN!!!!! I won. Again!" I heard him yelling again and the next thing I knew was being engulfed in a wide and warm hug with his hands around my tiny frame which rocked me left and right.

"What the hell Yoongi!? You will knock the air out of her." Jin sprinted up from his seat and seperated me from Yoongi's bear hug which I thought would kill me if he had me in his embrace for long.

"Come on hyung, I have just won, you have to cheer for me." Yoongi rolled his eyes while taking his medal off his body and placing it around my neck.

I tried to get it off me but yoongi caught my arms with a gentle smile staring at the medal as if it belonged there.

"Why are you taking it off? It looks nice!" He ruffled my hair still smiling like I was a little kid.

They have changed. Totally changed because of me trying to make me better. It worked but I couldn't be able to get myself normal. The guilt was eating me inside out.

No matter what they say, I'm the reason why 100 cop- No Summer had died. And that too a very tragedic death. I was actually confused as to why there were no evidences of her death if she was murdered? The doctors must have done an autopsy, they should have had finger prints on her body, finger prints of the bastard who killed her.

I asked Jin about it, about her. But what he had told left me unconscious. My heart just died that day and I lost all my smile.

Summer, her body was burned to crisp. The ambulance in which she was lying was left to burnt and all they found was the ambulance in fire. What if she's breathing when the fire engulfed her and consumed her in total. She's afraid of needles and knives, she can't handle a small pain, how she must have cried to take her out of the fire. They said even before anyone could stop the fire, she was in ashes. And they had to burry her ashes in the grave yard.

I was out for a week after hearing that. I was frustrated, angry but on whom? She didn't deserve any of it. She was so pure and kind. I couldn't hear any of her curses. After a month of me getting out of the prison, I got a Post with all those pictures and videos of the people whom I asked to capture in her camera.

She had all of them and it was on her birthday, I felt like I should die right at the spot rather than opening the post. She planned everything, she planned to give us gifts on her birthday. But now! She's No more. I still can't believe that she is not by my side.

In the end, I had to open it with my trembling hands. There were pictures of everyone. Jungkook, Jimin, Taehyung and Yoongi. And there's me.

Me. My picture where I was sleeping on her shoulder with my eyes closed and she was smiling with her pretty smile and the next one was of flashing her middle finger to camera with a disgusting face. It was when we went to the camp. I didn't remember her taking the picture.

And all the next pictures were of me, Taehyung and Jimin. She wasn't there in the pictures. She was hiding behind the camera while watching us smiling and laughing at each other. She was like a shadow and now she is a shadow who always stays by my side offering her pretty smile amd maybe her middle finger too.

I forgot how she used to sound, I forgot how she used to smile, I forgot her scowl when she used to curse at me, her touch, the comfort she gives, I forgot everything. Her smiling image was slowly fading away from my mind and all I did was to keep her pictures safe. What If I forget how she looks. That thought alone scared me to the core.

But this medal right now. I don't understand why he gives it to me everytime. Yoongi had become a famous basketball player as he quit being a coach which he had been engaged in doing because of me. He won many medals and many matches, and everytime he wins he barges into the cafe where I will be working and make a huge ruckus by handing it over to me. Yoongi, since that incident............ started taking care of me like his sister.....not a sister, but as a daughter.

Hoseok and Jin too. The 4 of them became friends. And I still can't be comfortable around him. I think I could never.

"Mr. Suga, who's the girl? Is she your girlfriend?" I don't know how but lots of reporters barged in and started flashing their cameras making my eyes hurt by the flash. Hoseok had pushed me behind him standing straight and Jin placed a hand on my back rubbing circles. It was because I was terrified when I first saw a flash of camera after getting out of the psychiatric hospital. Well, all those attempts of suicides made me insane from inside out and they said I should be admitted in a hospital even though dad didn't like it at all. When ever I see a camera it reminds me of her. And I see her alive right infront of me asking answers about her worst fate. But that was a long time ago maybe 2 years back.

They're protecting me like a diamond and I'm not worthy any of it.

"She's my sister. And do you have any objection about that?" Yoongi draped his hand over my shoulder hugging me close and raised a brow challenging them to ask questions further.

"Is she? Well I think she's his girlfriend though. A gold digger and a slut that's what she is." A sudden voice reached my ears making me wiggle out of Yoongi's grip but he didn't let me. I know who he is.

A journalist who's sister was a die hard fan of yoongi but Yoongi being Yoongi watched her with a scowl and left her in the middle of the stadium when she approached him to give him a water bottle. Well, that was kinda dumb because she dared to interrupt him when he was in the court and also she kinda seemed obsessed about him. Used to stalk him which wasn't unseen by yoongi. Yoongi hates being stalked, he doesn't like when someone keeps an eye on him.

Finally because of his cold demeanor and lack of interest she cried hard and her brother came into the picture, always trying to find excuses to make Yoongi seem dirty in people's eyes. And that's how I came became his target to make Yoongi infuriate. I don't want to be a reason for his defemation, never ever I want to be a burden for them.

"Well, well, well, I think it's your turn Hobi" Jin crossed his arms over his chest while watching the journalist before him who was smirking, his lips turned into a wicked grin.

"What!? Can't deny my words!? She's your mistre-"

"Defamation, and damage to the reputation. False accuses and psychological harm with verbal abuse. Do you want to add anything else, Mr. Min Yoongi?" Hoseok said as he buttoned his dark blue suit while keeping his gaze straight on the Journalist who dared to say something hideous.

I don't care about what people think about me. But I care about what people think about them. They doesn't deserve any hate. Atleast not because of me.

"Stalking. Include stalking too, and I would like to sue his sister for that. What do you think Jin hyung?" Yoongi asked staring straight and his deep voice vibrated through his chest making me want to burry myself into a hole.

"How dare you say that about my sister? She's not a stalker." The man roared clenching his fists, maybe because of the reason that his sister was called a stalker infront of everyone not to mention his colleagues and other media.

"Is it not? She's a creepy stalker who stole my things. I don't know how she managed to do that, but still my perfume, socks and T-shirt were missing and I am sure that your dear creep of a sister has them as I caught her wearing my T-shirt to one of my match and damn she thought I wouldn't figure it out? What a dumb child. Get her treated, she is insane." Yoongi retorted making him numb. He was red with anger and rage and Yoongi mentioning about his sister's weird acts made him to clench his fists in anger.

Uh oh it doesn't look good.

"Sir, I think yo-" even before Y/n could complete her sentence, she was cut off rudely by the man infront of her.

"Shut up you witch! I knew that it was because of you. Is he that whipped for your body? What is he giving you? How much does he give you for one night? Are you that go-" his voice died down his throat when an extremely unfamiliar hand slid over his shoulder giving him creeps.

The man just stood tall and straight but his hands went cold when a strange aura which encircled him made him shudder.

"You were saying something?" The newly arrived man's deep voice came down from his throat seeped through the journalist's ears like a dart. No doubt, it was a threat. His hand draped over his shoulder tightened a little bit daring him to repeat the same words.

"I-I..."

The journalist stuttered making the other to let out a raspy chuckle which tugged his lips up not into a grin but a smirk.

"What happened to your voice huh?!" Titling his head to the side he stared at the trembling journalist who was now utterly mute.

"Taehyung, you idiot! You're late again!!" Taehyung's eyes shifted to Jin who stood there a few metres away from him. Even though his gaze was directed towards Jin, he wasn't looking at him as his eyes found the girl who stood there with her eyes stuck to the floor. Her hands clenched into fists as she shifted her weight from her left leg to the right.

Her grip on her uniform an apron which presented by her idiot boss, tightened up as she slowly elevated her brown eyes to watch him gulping down her throat. Her chest heaved up and down and all he could see in her eyes was fear which broke his heart every damn second since all these three years.

When she passed out in the court, Taehyung ran all way the out with her unconscious fingure in his arms. His chest tightened until she was wide awake on the hospital bed with a desolated look dripping through her eyes.

Everyone visited her, everyone. Except him. The time he showed up in her room all she did was to tremble like a leaf and scream in fear. She cried, she cried hard hugging her father and mother.

She hugged and tried to hide them behind her back and stood straight glaring at him fear and terror. Taehyung was numb all over, his heart shattered watching the her! out of all being afraid of him. What did he do? He tried to approach her and she gestured him to stop in his tracks screaming on top of her lungs. "STAY AWAY I WILL NOT LET YOU HURT MY FAMILY! STAY AWAY FROM US." Her loud trembling voice still echoes through his ears as if it wasn't happened years ago but now.

That time Y/n was a mess she had many nightmares of the worst things happening. And now that everything's happening as per the fanfiction, she was terrified of the day Taehyung would hurt her family. She wasn't terrified of her, but the Min's. Arya, Mr and Mrs. Min. And that year it was hard to face Taehyung.

Many people tried to make her calm but it didn't work, she was terrified of him, but why? She was all right with everyone but him. This shattered his heart into pieces. And he couldn't believe how he spent a whole year watching her from afar. And these 2 years didn't do any good, still she's terrified of him but atleast she could stand infront of him without trembling like before. She's trying hard to get herself calm and her desperate attempts, her constant flinches were never been unnoticed by Taehyung hurting him from inside out.

But he was glad that Hoseok, Jin and Yoongi are helping him. Yoongi had apologized to Taehyung for accusing him for nothing when he returned from states. And since then all 4 of them have been friends, more like brothers. They tried to bring progress in her state but in a slow pace. And maybe it's working. And be always wished for her to be like before, fearless, funny and crazy.

"I think you should leave for good. I will give you 2 seconds." Taehyung warned quirking his brow up as he crossed his hands over his chest and that's the cue. All the Journalists not only him scurried away as the power which laced Taehyung's voice wasn't that poor. It took him 3 years to take hold of his gang. Now he's the leader. A perfect one that too who hold, power, money and strength in his hands.

Cafe owner walked straight towards the door and displayed the closed board for the customers to see through the glass mirror. He could have fired Y/n and he did once too but as soon as he fired her these 4 people surrounded him trapping him in an alley with baseball bats in their hands. That's it, the next day he personally went to Y/n and informed her to come back. Since then he never said a word about Yoongi's sudden visit with a high nuisance, Jin's bickering about how bad their expresso and latte is. Well, Hoseok and Taehyung would be silent all the time making him them look more dangerous and cunning.

"Umm, I should leave. I'm not feeling well." Y/n said her hands trembling, she went into the locker room and came back in her casual dress, a simple white shirt which fit her fingure perfectly in each and every way.

Her hair was left open, making her black locks to sway at each and every step she took and Taehyung couldn't take his gaze off her like always. His eyes raked over her body as she walked straight, she lost weight, her eyes weren't shining anymore but still the beauty of her orbs didn't vanish, her skin lost it's shine and her pink lips parted as she spoke keen and clear reaching her boss.

"I will take my leave sir. I will be in time tomorrow." She said and he all his attention was on her moving lips which he adored very much.

She bowed to her boss and walked straight towards Yoongi and handed him his medal and announced that she's leaving on her own.

"Nopes, you're not going alone. We're dropping you off and there will be no arguments about that!" Jin declared knowing the fact that Y/n would obviously deny the offer now that Taehyung has joined them.

They had cancelled all their plans of having a party knowing the fact that Y/n being uncomfortable and just like that they dropped her off in her home safely.

Meanwhile

"I told you not to come back. Why the hell are you here now!!!?" The old man roared at the youth who sat there with his legs on the table before him, crossed at his ankles. His black leather jacket matched his shoes which were swaying left and right in a rhythm similar to the song which was ringing through the headphones secured against his head which was bobbing up and down to the beat.

Clenching his fists tight the older man ripped the head phones off his son who did nothing in reply but just stayed silent with eyes closed in peace despite of his father's actions.

"Jeon Jungkook! I'm asking you. What do you mean by staying mute?" His father roared and that's when Jungkook looked at his father with his calm doe eyes.

His cold eyes elevated up to meet his father's, shifting himself on the couch he retrieved his legs off the table and crossed them one over the other, his thighs thick making the fabric to stretch to it's limit. His bisceps flexed inside his jacket as he crossed his hands over his well built and robust chest cocking his head to the side.

"Isn't it obvious that I don't want to answer you father?" That was the only thing left from his thin lips as he quirked his brow up arrogantly.

"You should go back. Now!" His father commanded and he snorted as if he just heard a humorous joke.

"I know you don't want me here. And coming to going back. Just forget it already. I have many things to do here." He said standing up from the couch and walking past his father.

"Why? To get involved in a murder again? I have tried hard to remove the traces of your dirty act of failing someone's stupid breaks and sent you abroad to save from this ruckus and all you have to do is go back again from where it started?" The words of his father made him halt in his tracks and Jungkook clenched his fists recalling the past.

"I don't want you to meet her again. I'm ashamed of you. I couldn't even stand infront of Mr. Min just because of you and you know what, he left the company because people talked bad about her daughter and all I could do is to watch like an idiot. I can't reveal that you're the one who caused it right!?"

"I came back to make everything right! I will.." Jungkook declared and left the place taking his keys without answering his father any further.

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Taehyung's foot was pressed against the throat of the man lying on the floor while he grabbed his hair into his fists tight making him yelp in pain.

The dark room echoed with cries of the man who was severely bruised from Taehyung's wrath.

"Are you that desperate to die in my hands? Being one of my men you dared to deal with drugs huh? " Taehyung punched him for the nth time and blood kept oozing out of the guy's mouth like a flood.

Out of a sudden a loud sound echoed through the walls and there stood Namjoon with Taehyung's phone in his hands which made Taehyung frown. Namjoon wouldn't just interrupt him but what happened now?

He left the injured guy on the floor and gesturing his men to take care of him and walked straight towards Namjoon.

The phone's still ringing and his eyes widened when he saw the name, feather!? Y/n!?

His heart leaped and his stomach tingled making him to snatch the phone from Namjoon just to hit the green button.

Placing his phone close to his ear with a smile he waited to hear her voice but only met with a silence. His heart halted for a while when he heard her trembling voice.

She's crying!!!!!?

Who the fuck made her cry?

"Where are you?" That was the only thing he asked as his feet rushed out for the exit.