"I was broken from a young age.

......

Seeing the beauty through the

Pain

......

Pain~

I let the bullets fly

Oh, let them rain~

My life, my love, my drive,

it came from

Pain......"

-Believer

Imagine Dragons

As soon as Jimin said that, everyone snapped to look at him. Scarlet too was surprised!

"What are you on about?"  Sarang asked, looking frustrated.

"What am I on about? It's all because of you! Kookie's shot, I'm shot, we're a mess because you're stupid self trusted just anyone! 

Why the fuck did you have to keep the locket, huh?" Jimin shouted, looking dangerous with all that blood smeared all over his arms, shoulder and collarbone.

How the fuck was I supposed to know that Luhan would be like that? I trusted him!"  Sarang shouted back, feeling beyond pissed to think straight.

"That's your fucking problem! You trust every damn person you come across. YOU TRUSTED SUHO! YOU TRUSTED SCARLET! YOU TRUSTED LUHAN! YOU FUCKING TRUSTED EVERYONE! Tell me; are you that desperate to have someone by your side? That love sick?!"

She stared at Jimin's angrily twisted face and he saw the shiny e/c orbs to turn glassy. Sarang stared at his eyes for a suffocating two minutes before looking away and smirking. And just the next second, the boys saw something that they'd never imagined in their wildest imaginations!

Sarang looked back at Jimin and smirked before headbutted him hard, straight on the gap between his eyes.

Jimin let out a painful cry and fell back on his back, clutching his injured forehead. His eyes grew wide and full of rage and frustration as Sarang bent down to his eye level.

"Yes, I trusted Suho. Yes, I trusted Luhan.

Yes, I fucking trusted Scarlet. I freaking trusted everyone. Wanna know who else I trusted? 

You. YOU! Park Fucking Jimin! You! Guess what happened?. It went horribly wrong, just like it went as before. It went wrong. It went fucking down-hill. Wanna know why? 

CAUSE I ALWAYS FUCKING TRUST THE WRONG PEOPLE!" She shouted, her voice growing louder with each word out of her.

She suck in a harsh breathe before looking back at him.

"Am I that desperate and love sick? YES! I FUCKING AM! Wanna know why? Wanna?" The red headed shouted, tears threatening to spill.

"BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE A SINGLE MEMORY OF BEING LOVED OR LOVING SOMEONE FOR AS LONG AS I CAN FREAKING REMEMBER! 

I lost my whole family before I could fucking spell family! I lost my mum, my dad, my brothers; every fucking one! How does that feel like? You know how it does. You must've, wouldn't you?" Sarang shouted, her face barely an inch apart from Jimin's.

Jimin could only stare at her, bewildered and angry.

"Aish!"  Sarang hissed, tugging at the roots of her blood red hair, frustrated!

"Tell me Jimin, how does it feel like being ignored for 18 years straight? How does it feel like to be locked up in a dark basement as a punishment for wanting to talk to your father? How do you think does it feel like being compelled to either kill or get killed? No one at school talked to me, everyone was scared of me.

Suho, Scarlet saw through my loneliness. And, instead of helping me out of, they took an advantage of it. They fucking toyed with my feelings and trust. Just like Luhan did. You did. Anything else?"

Hearing her conviction, her accusations and her whole story, each and every one of them understood exactly why she trusted Suho, Scarlet and Luhan.

She had been alone and ignored all her life. She had a roof over her head, food on the table and clothes to wear but she was alone.

And later, she was forced to do something that she didn't want to do. Her wishes, her opinions were ignored and thrown aside. Her whole persona was shoved to a corner.

She was deprived of the pleasure of having someone to talk to, to laugh with and someone to tell her that she was loved. She didn't have a safe place.

It's true that the Bullet-Proof spent countless days empty stomach. Days when the open sky was their roof and the grassy river banks, their beds. The times where like ones where they didn't have clothes to change out of after they'd been bloodied and torn in a mission.

But they had each other. Each time they felt like they'd loose themselves to this horrid life of brutality and inhumanity, they ran to each other for comfort. They learnt it in the easy way, whom to trust and whom not to trust.

But Sarang? She had no one. To tell her whom to trust. To tell her the difference between reals and fakes.

"I'm not here to down-grade you and your struggles. All I'm saying is don't come at me for being so easy because just like I don't know what you've been through, you also don't know what I've been through all this time."

Sarang was done speaking. And, by the time, she was done, her e/c eyes were almost blood red. She looked away from Jimin and walked past all of them, her red hair shielding her face from anyone's vision.

She grabbed some keys from the crystal bowl where all the vehicle keys were kept and then? She was off.

The boys stood completely still for some 2 minutes before a horrified Jungkook squeaked out, "She's actually gone."

That's when the older ones came back to their senses.

"Oh Shit! Where'd she go?" Hoseok said, looking at the door. "God! This can't be happening. She could be anywhere." Namjoon was massaging his temples.

"And we can find that out." Yoongi said, silently gauging Jin's facial expression. 

He was frightfully calm and silent, the usual over-protective and worry wart like nature absent. Jin seemed....almost absent minded?

"Hey you!" Yoongi looked at Scarlet.

Scarlet looked back at him with raised eyebrows.

"Get me that bowl of keys." Yoongi huffed out making Scarlet look at him with a surprised face.

"And why would I do that you white haired Persian cat?" She shot back, rolling her eyes at him.

The whole living room was filled with an extremely awkward silence.

...

"Oohhh you did not." Yoongi said, glaring at her. "Remember, you're gonna pay for that, you...."

"Quit ordering me around, you grumpy old turtle!" Scarlet threw back making Hae and Jimin's eyes widen with surprise. No one. Literally no one had ever talked to Yoongi like that.

Yoongi was almost at the brink of bursting off in rage, when Taehyung said, "Christ fine!" before grabbing the bowl.

"She took my bike keys." Taehyung said, examining the bowl. "Regardless of what she took, all our devices have tracking keys installed. We can track her location." Yoongi said, still fuming in anger.

"Then let's go and get her back." Jungkook said, heading to the door.

"Don't!" Jin said, startling everyone.

"But Hyung..."

"No Kook. Let her be for sometime. She's let out a lot under pressure. She needs to have some time to get used to it. 

Leave her out of everything for a while. Both her and us have to get used to each other and learn to trust each other." Jin was looking at the all of them but none of them had a problem to understand who needed to learn what.

"Jin Hyung's right. Let her be, for sometime."  Yoongi agreed, sparing a side glance at Jimin.

"If you say so Hyung. We need to clear up this mess first. Tae, get the gang here. Make sure they dump Jaebum's body far away from this place. Then you, Hobi and Yoongi Hyung, I need you guys in my office. Jin hyung, please tend to Jimin, Hae and Kook-ah's injuries and join us. I'll get Scarlet back to her room."

Namjoon ordered looking around.

What was really weird was that neither Hae nor Jungkook had bothered to look at Jimin once.

Jin silently patched up all of their wounds before shooing them out to shower away their injuries and left to join Namjoon, Hoseok, Taehyung and Yoongi.

The two youngest completely ignored the hot and red headed gangster's presence as they walked to their rooms.

Jimin got in shower, feeling extremely left out.

As the hot water droplets made their way down his rigidly sculpted body, he leaned his forehead against the cool shower wall, thinking what Sarang said to him.

Deep down, Jimin himself knew he was being an insensitive bitch when he blamed Sarang for what happened, but his boyish ego refused to let the realization sink.

Now when he learned what exactly Sarang had faced, somewhere in a rational corner of his brain, he knew he'd fucked up.

It wasn't until he stepped out of shower and was dressed until he learned exactly how much he actually had fucked up.

He went out to the kitchen to get himself a can of beer when Jungkook almost flew down the stairs, the tablet in his hand, with Hae hot on his trails.

"HYUNGS! SARANG'S LOCATION! WE CAN'T TRACK HER ANYMORE!"

He shouted, his face pale and panicked.

Well, fuck!

ANYEONG!!! HELLO BABIES!🙋‍♀️

How has everyone been?

Map of The Soul:One concert approaches!🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

We'll hopefully see 'My Time', 'Filter' and 'Louder Than Bombs' live. I can't wait!

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please?

Stay at home.

Stay safe.

By the looks of it, we'll see the end of this horrid journey soon.

*trying to be optimistic* *fingers crossed*

Q: What's your favorite songs of MOTS:7?

Mine's 'My Time' and 'Louder Than Bombs'. I've honestly lost the count of the times I've listened to these two.

Bai Bai.

Borahae

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