26: She is Mine
"Mother!"
Taehyung rushed towards the aged woman that was sitting on the sofa wuth a distressed expression and kneeled down before her, holding her hands tightly.
"What happened Mother? Are you hurt?!" He worriedly asked her as she shook her head and sighed.
"I'm fine, Dear. Its Jimin, please go and check on him." She stated.
"But Mother what happened here?"
Taehyung said while looking at the mess around the sofa with glass peoces spread on floor with some stained with blood.
He was supposed to be working all night in their company in main city due to some complications that occured in property dealings but when he was called out of nowhere by Mother frantically shouting at him to return back home, his heart almost stopped beating.
"There is no time Taehyung! See Jimin! He was bleeding!"
Mother pushed him a little, yelling to check on his son.
Unaware of the entire situation and especially hearing about Jimin getting hurt, he sprinted upwards through the staircase as your face appeared in the back of his mind.
He wished that you are not at all involved with this. Even though he knew well, the only trouble to his family is YOU.
Opening the door of his elder brother's room without knocking, he bursted inside to find Jimin's floor had bloodstains that followed towards the bathroom which was open wide and cursing words were coming from inside.
"Jimin."
Taehyung called out his name and stepped inside the bathroom only to gasp in surprise.
He was freaking bleeding all over his neck area which he was pressing hard by his right hand, groaning and cursing at the same time while staring hard into the mirror in front of him.
"How the heck did this happened to you?!" Taehyung walked towards the injured man, and gently removed his hand only to scrunch his nose feeling the pain from just watching the deep wound.
It was bad and ugly.
"I'll kill that bitch Taehyung. I am telling you. Fucking hell burning witch!"
Jimin cursed from all his heart, gritting his teeth in utter rage and anger.
"Don't tell me she did this to you?" Taehyung surprisingly asked that irked Jimin who glared to his side.
"Then who the fuck will want to kill me, you dumb fucker! Off course, that dirty cockroach is behind this fucked up shit."
Hearing Jimin, the concerned man gulped and hesitantly asked in nervousness.
"Why did she do this out of nowhere?"
"SeokJin was with that parasite, Y/n's friend's brother all this time. Later we caught him and Mother asked me and Jungkook to kill that parasite in front of Y/n so that she does not have no more hopes. And you know what the fuck that witch did?"
"SHE FUCKING PUSHED MOM! HOW THE FUCK SHE HAS BALLS TO TOUCH HER WITH THOSE MUSTY HANDS!"
Jimin was still boiling in anger just thinking about you pushing his mother. What if he didnt caught her on time? She could have been hurted badly on head.
"Jimin. Why the hell I was not informed about this?"
The mentioned man raised a confusing eyebrow towards Taehyung whose voice suddenly went dangerously deep in annoyance.
"Don't you think that I should also be informed about this before you execute this stupid plan of yours?"
"Stupid plan, you say?" Jimin chuckled in surprise as he fully turned towards Taehyung not able to understand what he meant.
"Yes. Stupid and dumb plan. How can you expect she won't react at all when you kill someone she knows in front of her. Already she has seen deaths of other two beings and don't you think, killing one more will not make her go crazy? What did you thought, she will cry and accept her fate?
She is Lee Y/n, Jimin. Not Choi Haneul."
"Taehyung. Don't you fucking dare take her name."
Jimin suddenly grabbed Taehyung's collar with the bloodied hands as he murderously eyed the male, clenching his jaw so tightly that it was painful but that didn't mattered to Jimin at all.
"Where is Y/n?"
The tall man sternly asked Jimin who just gripped his collar more tightly, almost choking Taehyung from neck.
"Why the fuck do you care about her? Let her rot!" Jimin yelled but Taehyung pushed back his hand from his collar and turned around to walk out of his room, already having an idea where he has kept you.
"Taehyung, don't you dare go to the basement. I will kill you!"
Jimim quickly followed Taehyung who was climbing down the stairs.
Mother who was still siting gasped in horror when she saw her son fully covered in blood, following closely behind Taehyung.
"Jimin! What the hell you are doing?! Stop right there!"
She shouted at her son, quickly standing up and standing in front of him before holding his shoulder tightly.
"Jimi-"
"Mother, don't come in my way."
Jimin instantly interrupted and walked past by her as she gulped and slowly watched her hands that were slightly stained from Jimin's blood.
Meanwhile, Taehyung was already standing in front of the locked door, putting on the password.
He pushed opened the door to reveal your unconscious figure hanging from the wall, wrapped with chains.
"Y/n!" Taehyung rushed towards you in worriedness and held your face in between his hands gently, removing the strands of hair off your face.
Hell you were in a bad state.
Your face was literally pale.
Messed up with stains of tears.
And not forgetting about the small cut on your neck which had blood ooze out of skin, that Jimin grazed with his knife.
"Taehyung! Fucking get away from her!" Jimin's voice echoed in the basement as he harshly pushed away Taehyung, blocking his view from your figure, standing in front.
"Fuck off Jimin. I have had enough of your bullshits."
The younger clenched his fist tightly as he took a step forward, staring down at Jimin with dark eyes.
"You fuck off Taehyung! Why the hell are you even taking interest in this mess when you are not even a part of this dirty work-"
"Neither you are, Park Jimin."
Both the men turned their eyes towards the owner of the heavy voice, that was standing at the door hiding under the shadows.
Jimin was slightly taken aback by hearing his full name coming from the youngest brother, Jungkook who finally stepped out of darkness revealing his stature fully stained in blood.
"Jungkook, stay in your limits. How dare you call my full nam-"
Before Jimin could have finished his sentence, the young man walked past by him and abruptly started removing chains from your wrists and body.
The moment you were all free of chains, your unconscious body leaned forward to fell down towards the floor but Jungkook picked you up in his arms and simply continued walking out of the basement ignoring the presence of other two males, eyeing deeply into his back.
But he stopped one last time and turned his head to side, before speaking in a threatening voice that brought shivers down the spine of the two males.
"Jimin, dare you harm Y/n again in any means of way. You are no one to give her punishment or whatever fucking sick mind you have. Because-
She is Mine.
Mine to tame.
And Mine to punish for her mistakes."
With that, Jungkook was gone from their eyes with your figure leaving Jimin chuckle darkly as he tilted his head, glaring at the chains on the wall while Taehyung just sighed deeply and also walked out of the basement without muttering a single word.
****
Jungkook laid your body on the bed carefully and opened the drawer resting beside the bed only, taking out a first aid box that had a cotton pad and antiseptic liquid bottle.
He poured some on the cotton pad and gazed at the small cut on your neck before wiping off the blood at first swipe.
But the sudden stinging sensation from the antiseptic solution brought back your body out of unconsciousness as you shot opened your eyes only to stuck freeze in surprise.
Jungkook was almost literally on top of you, with his body sitting beside you and leaning forward towards your face that you could almost feel his warm breath on your cold brittle skin.
At that exact moment, somehow Jungkook was ready to get attacked by you with all the shoutings and yellings but it took him by surprise from inside, when just silent tears flowed out of your wavering red tired eyes.
You slowly turned your head to aside as the gut- wrenching smell of blood from Jungkook's jacket reached your nose, which no doubt belonged to Hoseok.
You tightly pulled the bedsheets in your hands and closed shut your eyes back when you felt Jungkook's touch on your chin turning your face on opposite side to continue applying the ointment.
"Why don't you just kill me?"
Opening your eyes, you looked upwards at the celling, almost unable to feel any emotions out of you.
It was just Numb.
His hand stopped moving in between of dabbing the cotton on your neck, as he heard your question.
"Just kill me if having blood on your body is your sick hobby, Jungkook."
You closed back your eyes in tiredness as fatigue was again taking over your body and muttered lowly.
It was audible to the man on top of you, who had a blank expression and emotions on his face all the time since he entered the house and saw you in the basement but this time, unknown to anyone but him only as his dark chocolate brown eyes showed some strange emotion before it quickly disappeared.
What was it that caused this emotion?
Was it the statement?
No. He doesn't care whoever says or curses anything about him. Hearing those has become a long journey now, for him.
Or was it her calling out his name for the first time, with a gentle voice rather than laced with venom and hatred even though she said his name, being completely driven out off energy and strength to fight against him.
Maybe,
Maybe Yes.
It did wierdly affected him, not surely if it was in a postive or negative way.
And heck that unexpectedly triggered the man leaning above you, as his eyes suddenly darkened with waves of his past hitting him like a thunder.
"Stop being a stupid rebellion. Just fucking behave and obey like how you are supposed to do."
You snapped opened your eyes and faced him who harshly continued dabbing the cotton on your neck, without looking at you, eyes stuck somehwere at-
The mark on your arm.
"Eat when we say eat. Bark when we say bark. Kneel when we say on your knees. Lick our shoe when we say lick.
Do everything what you are being told without being a pain in ass and trying to bring trouble upon my family nowards. Because-"
Slowly Jungkook brought back his blank gaze towards your wavering eyes and tilted his head before removing a strand of hair off your face.
"Whoever that has been known to you, had died, your parents, your nanny, your work partner, your best friend and her brother. All are not alive anymore to breath the same air as yours. You have no family now.
But, isn't that good that we are including you into our family?"
"Argh!" You hissed in pain when out of nowhere he pressed onto the burnt mark on your neck with his thumb, digging his nail into the skin.
"So, be fucking grateful that you are still alive and the chosen one for this family, Jeon Y/n."
Saying that at last, he finally got off your figure as you took a long deep breath realizing how his body weight was almost crushing you.
Putting back the first aid box inside the drawer, he reached out his hands towards you causing your body to automatically flinch but rather he held the blanket and pulled it upwards till your shoulder, covering your body from the cold atmosphere.
You were already at the last verge at your conscious state as the last thing you saw was him, turning off the lights filling the bedroom with pitch darkness as he made his way outside of the room to the balcony.
Pulling out a cigarette from his black jacket, he lightened it with a familiar lighter that was the last string of your broken pieces of heart that finally burned into ashes along with his cigarette.
Yoongi.
It was his lighter.
Jungkook gave a quick glance inside the room on the bed, to find you passed out atlast with exhaustion and probably mentally dead too.
Releasing a long puff of smoke out of his pierced lips, he gazed down at the lighter in his hand, clicking it again and again while staring deep into the small flames that showed his own reflection to him making him poke his inner cheek by his tongue, lost in his racing mind and trance.
~To Be Continued
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