(The traitor)

Kan’s Pov:

I opened my mouth in shock as Jungkook said what seemed confusing to me. What’s he talking about?

Why’s he involving Jimin?

I mean…

“Ji…Jimin?” Mum asked, confused and Jungkook sighed.

“I don’t know, but…that’s what it seems. I’m…I’m just getting to find out as well.”

He started saying some shit about Jimin being Park in the past and how Namjoon had seen and loved him, but he was kidnapped and went missing for four years.

He was made to lose his memories and got rid of the scar on his face and his adopted father was the one who had seen and helped him.

He started bearing the name ‘Jimin’ but recently, they got to know he’s Park.

I scoffed and retreated back by the time he was done. What the hell does he mean?

Jimin…Jimin’s my…

No, it can’t be possible. I don’t believe it. It’s just not possible.

“Are you trying to say…Jimin’s actually my son?” Mum asked with a crack voice, trying to hold back her tears.

“Well…I…I think so. The description fits. Jimin was Park, he had a scar, he was dumped by his mother and also went missing four ago. It might be possible. But…I think a DNA test will prove it all” Jungkook replied and mum busted into tears immediately.

“Oh, God!” She cried and buried her face in her palm.

Mrs Jeon looked confused, but still went ahead to embrace her.

I shook my head and looked at Jungkook who was staring back at me.

I didn’t realize I was crying already.

Jimin’s my brother? How’s that possible?

He’s…He’s the boy we’ve been searching for all these while?

But…But I’ve always hated him. I’ve always despised him. I even mocked him with the fact he had no family.

How did he end up to be my brother? How…Why?

How did this happen?

I covered my mouth with my palm and wept uncontrollably.

Jimin’s my brother?

My own brother?

Oh, God!

I want this to be a dream. Please, this shouldn’t be real.

The same guy I’ve always hated turns out to be my own brother? Why?

The tears became uncontrollably and I ran away.

Jungkook’s Pov:

I watched Kan as he ran away in tears. I was also stunned to the guts.

But, is this really possible? Jimin’s his brother? Mrs Min had another son? But how?

Oh, God!

So Jimin’s family has been here all these while? And he was maltreated by his own brother?

He went through hell in the hands of that woman whom he had stayed with, but never knew he had a filthy wealthy family where he should’ve been treated like a prince.

Why did Mrs Min dump him in the first place?

What could possibly be her reason for leaving her son behind for all those years?

No matter what, she shouldn’t had done that. She should’ve sticked to him, instead leaving him in the hands of a crazy woman.

Oh, Jimin.

Namjoon’s Pov:

After spending enough time with Jimin in the room, I left the hospital without telling anyone about it.

I had something important to deal with.

I entered my car and drove straight to the station.

I went in and spoke to the policemen and they took me to the visitor’s room.

It was a dark room and two seats with a table in between was kept there, but I didn’t bother taking a seat.

I remained standing and waited and after a short while, the policemen came in with her and made her sit on one of the seats, facing me.

Normally, one of them was supposed to stand by as a guard, but when I had given a long stare at them, they all left the room, leaving just I and the bitch – Pen.

I crossed my hands behind my back and stared at her as she sat so comfortably.

“Hi” she said cheerlessly, itching her hair.

“Never thought anyone would want to see me.”
She paused and laughed dryly.

“Got a stick with you?” She asked, stretching out her palm and immediately, I charged towards her with full force and lifted her from the seat, pushing her roughly to the wall.

“You animal” I growled into her face, holding her neck and she coughed.

“I should’ve killed you years ago”.

She kept coughing and not wanting the policemen to come running in, I let go of her.

“What did I ever do to you? Why did you punish me this way? Why did you take Park away from me?” I asked and she added a little laughter after coughing.

“Seriously? Is this what you came to do? I thought you came to give me some pizzas” she said with a smirk and it hit me hard.

I slapped her hard with the back of my palm and a cut came up immediately.

Then, I pinned her to the wall again.

“You had better prayed they end up killing you in here. Because if you don’t get a death sentence, I’m gonna kill you myself and trust me, it’ll be hell on earth.” I said angrily and gave her a punch on her tummy and she groaned in pains.

“Why am I being the one punished when the real criminal Is out there?” She asked painfully, almost screaming and it grabbed my attention.

I let go of her and moved back a bit so I could have a proper look at her.

The real criminal?

She was sent by someone? I’ve always thought of it.

She coughed a little and cleaned off a little bloodstain on her lips with her index finger and stared at it.

“Haven’t you ever wondered?” She asked with a scoff.

“Do you think I just stayed on my own and decided to abduct Park, erase his scar and memories? What could I possibly benefit from that?”

I stared at her for a long time, trying to fathom it.

“Who was it?” I asked in a deep breath with a gush of curiosity.

She smirked and walked a few steps away, going round the table.

Then, she stopped across the table and looked at me and just as if she was counting her words, she began in a serene tone:

“Someone you call a friend;

Someone you call a brother;

Someone you’re ready to die for;

A BTS”
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TBC