"Make your mama sad type

Make your girlfriend mad tight

Might seduce your dad type

I'm the bad guy, duh!"

-Bad Guy

Billie Eilish

"You know her?" Jungkook asked, staring at Lee Min.

He still remembered her face when she kicked him in his stomach and held him down by twisting his arm, forcing him to tap out. It was no doubt that the fight wasn't fair but Jungkook could do nothing at that time.

"Yeah! Used to be one of Suho's side kicks and also, Baekhyun's bitch. " Sarang spat, holding the gun in place.

"One of the girls who pretended that she was my friend. If it wasn't for her, I would've escaped that place earlier." She spat.

"Waah! Is the princess gonna cry! Awww~ Well booho bitch! Suho was right about you! You're nothing but a love sick bitch!" Lee Min mocked, waving her arms.

Jin lunged at the girl and was held back by Namjoon and Hoseok.

"Not a word about my sister you bitch!" Jin growled, still being held down by Namjoon and Hoseok.

"Sister? What the fuck are ya'all jokers talking about?!" Lee Min shouted, her eyes wide.

"We mean, bitch! Jin is Sarang's older brother. Biological older brother." Hae hissed, holding her bloody nose.

"Say what now?" Rim Lee Min asked, staring at Sarang and Jin. "So you mean, Suho isn't your real brother? I mean, of course I know he's your step brother, but what are they going on about this wide shoulders being your brother?"

Jimin and Jungkook snickered and Sarang rolled her eyes. "I am not Woohyun's biological daughter. I was kidnapped when I was young after he murdered almost all of my family."

Lee Min's face turned stony and her jaw clenched! "I didn't know." She whispered, under her breath.

"Would that matter? Would that matter if you knew? Would you not hide off his real face from me if you knew! ANSWER ME LEE MIN!" Sarang shouted, staring at the girl hard.

"YES! YES! IT WOULD FUCKING MATTER! IF I KNEW THAT SUHO WASN'T WHAT HE CLAIMED HIMSELF TO BE. I WOULDN'T HAVE DONE WHAT I DID TO YOU." Lee Min shouted back, her eyes blazing.

"I don't even know what to believe anymore. I don't even know you anymore!" Sarang said, her voice wavering.

"You were my only friend Lee Min! The only person I'd brought myself to trust! The only person I'd believed, be-friended, cared for and confided into." Sarang screamed, whipping at Lee Min.

"AND WHAT DID YOU DO IN RETURN? WHAT, HUH?! I told you I didn't want that life. I told you that I wasn't happy there. Didn't I? And when I was giving into to Suho and charades, you were there!!!

Every single time he hugged me, kissed my cheek, told me he was proud of me; EVERY FUCKING TIME HE PRETENDED TO CARE, YOU WERE THERE!" Sarang shouted, venting out all the frustration inside her.

The rest of the guys could only stare at her, letting it all out.

"And when I told you what I found about Suho, I told you! I told you everything. I told you I wasn't gonna stay there. I told you I was gonna run away.

What did you do?! Tell me Scarlet! What did you do? You ratted me out! YOU FUCKING RATTED ON ME!" She shouted grabbing a hold of her t shirt and flinging it off, standing in just a sports bra.

The boys eyes widened Lee Min gasped. Hae looked away as though she didn't want to see it. Clearly, it wasn't the first time she'd seen that.

Just below Sarang's shoulder, on her back, was a wound. A bullet wound. A dried up old wound.

'WOOHYUN SHOT ME! WOOHYUN FUCKING SHOT ME WHEN THEY DRAGGED ME BACK IN THE MANSION." She cried, her voice broken.

"He shot me and locked me up in a room. I screamed, cried and writhed on pain the whole day. I was almost at the verge of dying when Suho's mum and her maids got me out. That's what he did to me. That's what you caused Scarlet." Sarang finished, her tear dams finally breaking.

"I don't know why they brought you here but just remember this, I will not forgive you. I will not trust you anymore. If you are useful then let them use you.

Once I see the end of Inferno, I want you out. Of my life. Away from my family." Sarang finished, her tone blazing and stern. Then without another word, she walked out of the room.

After this, nothing else could be said.

"Lock her up in the black room. If she has any remorse in her, she will open her mouth without us having to torture her." Namjoon ordered, looking at Jungkook and Hae. Both nodded before, Jungkook grabbed Lee Min's arm and steered her out of the room while Hae lead the way with a key on her hand.

"Do something." Sarang looked back at the voice. It was Yoongi. "Huh?" She asked, looking at the pale tattooed man.

"The more you think about it, the more you'll suffer. Do something that distracts you. She doesn't deserve to be the reasons of your suffering." Yoongi said, sitting beside her on the stairs.

"How would you know how I would be feeling?" she asked, looking at him.

Yoongi, ever since finding who she is and what she means to Jin, was silently very protective towards Sarang. He didn't show it that often but it was a type of just his and Sarang's secret.

For the past few weeks, Sarang spent most of her days with Yoongi, learning nits and bits of hacking and cracking from Yoongi.

Even though, the bleached blonde hair guy wasn't very expressive towards her, but there was this silent urge in Yoongi which only for Sarang to see.

"I've been through what you've been through. And I've been through what she's been through as well. That's why I can see what her and you are both feeling." Yoongi said, looking at Sarang.

"You don't know my story, do you?" Yoongi asked, looking at her. She shook her head.

"My story is the most miserable amongst all. I was a messed up kid. Ever since my childhood. My father was overly strict and I was just not something he wanted. After my older brother, he wanted a girl. Instead, I was born. My father chose to ignore my presence unless absolutely necessary. My mother ignored me wholly because she blamed me for my father not being happy with her.

The only better part of my life was my older brother. Min Junki. He was 7 years old when I was born and when he saw our parents neglecting me, he took matters in his own hands." Yoongi paused.

"He was the one who brought me up. He was my mum and my dad, both. And when we were finally of age, he left my parents behind and took me with him. And one day, he got killed right before my own eyes."

Sarang gasped in horror!

"It was a random thug. Probably wanting to snatch up his belongings. But I had to just be a fucking idiot and barge in between them. That infuriated the guy. He almost stabbed my face when my brother wedged himself between me and the knife.

That guy stabbed him straight in his heart. And when he realized what he'd done he ran away." Yoongi continued.

"For the next 8 months, I hunted for that guy. And I found him. And surprisingly, when I stabbed him with his own knife, he was didn't put up a fight.

He didn't scream, he didn't shout, he didn't fight; he just let me do what I wanted to do. Maybe because he knew, what he'd taken away from me." Yoongi said, all of this, without his voice wavering a bit.

"The problem was, even after killing that guy, I wasn't happy. I thought I would be, but I wasn't. I was empty. Numb. And not even aware of my own intentions. Days. And then, I finally decided, I didn't want to live anymore.

I knew my life had no meaning but when the sole purpose of it was fulfilled, I knew I was done. So I went to this cheap hotel and set my room on fire!" Yoongi said, making Sarang clamp her hands over her mouth.

"Min Yoongi! Are you fucking crazy?! Of all ways of suicide, you chose that?" She said.

What amused Yoongi was that unlike all the others, Sarang called him out on his way of ending his life and not the decision himself. She didn't bullshit him or anyone on the fact that it was true. Yoongi had very little to live for until that day.

"But as you can see, I didn't get to. Your idiot of a brother along with Namjoon and Hoseok broke in my hotel room, dragged me out their and ran away before the whole place went up in a frenzy. With Hoseok carrying me piggyback." Yoongi scoffed, making the red head smile.

"Ever since that day, your brother is the one who I see my hyung in. That is why, I'm extremely protective of both of you.

Because even though, you two can lay down your lives for the ones you love, you two can't save yourselves. Now dear Kim, go and divert your mind. I don't like seeing you all sad and depressed." Yoongi ruffled her hair and got up leaving her alone.

"I guess he's right. I really should do something. I'll take care of this shit later." Sarang scoffed walking to her room to change. She knew what she wanted to do.

When Sarang came out of the gym, her red hair wet at the roots and her gym clothes drenched in sweat, she didn't expect her mind to feel this good. She felt really better already! Bless your heart Yoongi!

(What she wore)

She wiped her sweat with a towel and was about to leave when she heard repetitive thumps from the room beside the gym. Curious, she walked inside and what she saw, made her mind go up in a frenzy.

Jimin, dressed in just a pair of sweat pants, his torso naked while sweat dribbled down from his built upper body, punched a massive punching bag like it was the only thing in this world.

His blood red hair was tousled up and it was easy for Sarang to guess, he'd been running a hand down his hair all this time.

Sarang didn't remember how long she'd stood there, admiring the perfect chiseled sight of the red head but when she realized, it was too late.

Jimin saw her and immediately abandoned the punching bag, walking towards her in a slow stance, his sinfully plump lips curving upwards in a delicious smirk.

He grabbed her bare and sweaty waist before pulling her unto him, his naked torso brushing against Sarang's making chills go down her spine.

"Like what you see baby?" Jimin asked, his voice low and raspy, pulling her closer than she already is.

Sarang gulped unable to answer. Jimin traced a hand down her exposed waist, tracing the vine of roses tattooed on her skin. He pulled her closer, aligning the tattoos.

"So they do connect huh?" Jimin said, looking at the part design at his tattoo to her, ending just where her yoga pant's waistband begin.

Jimin tilted his head and whispered into her ear, his hot breathe making goosebumps rise of Y/N's sweaty body.

"I like this connection with you."

Sarang almost damn near fainted, when she felt Jimin's lips leaving kisses down her neck to her jaw.

Park Jimin, you fucking tease!!!

Some tea, some drama, some steam!

Action and drama coming soon! This chapter was a hard one to right, if I'm being honest here.

Well, tell me how you liked the update.

Park Jimin, why???!!! WHY YOU GOTTA TORTURE ME LIKE THAT!😲😲😲😲

When it's 2020 and you're still not over MAMA 2014😳😳😳

21st August, be prepared guys!

Borahae

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