A/N; It's a long flashback from now on

"Y/n, we have to do this, you know that this has to be done right?" the older brother of the Gambino twins, Beom Seok, was the most fierce of them. No one dared to disobey his orders. What he said, must be done. That was the rule.

But how can I agree on this? how can I take a part in a murder?

I am Park Y/n, the youngest and the only girl in the Park family. You must be wondering how I got involved with some hectic chaos that I couldn't drag myself out from. Well, it's a pretty long story. But a long story, in short, all I needed was freedom, independence. My older brother, Park Jimin is the brightest in our family. He was the one who brought us esteem and kudos. He was learning on the campus while I had no intentions of going in there with him as my parents wanted me to...

I just wanted to be me, myself. I had enough of being under my overprotective parents' wings. Even though I was insisting them let me find my way to live my life, they didn't even bother to be all ears on me. They were acting deaf whenever I mentioned my future, all they did was interfere with my work mended it in their way, they did what they wanted, not me. And day by day, the relationship between me and my parents were getting worse. The family image was breaking apart. The bond was getting weaker. Every day it was a father and daughter war inside the house. 

Jimin did hear me out, he did understand me better than others. But at that point, he agreed with them. He tried to convince me that they only meant my well been and a secure future. Of cause I was too stubborn to listen to any of their propositions. 

The most execrable thing was their judgment. They always judged me with my big brother. I never hated Jimin even though he was the reason my father always called me a "failure", "Filled with poor judgment". It is my life, and I didn't want to be a living puppet who was controlled by someone else.

As the days passed, I was getting more and more obdurate and detached. I became a person who didn't care about others. Well that was what they saw, deep inside I was feeling lonely, sad, but I hide my feelings under that mask I wore. It was easy to face the world with that mask covering my inner personality. No one saw the inner nor they didn't try to see through. 

It wasn't the real Park Y/n anymore, It was another person that I've created, a person that pretended to be of the name of Park Y/n. Even I couldn't understand nor recognize that girl. But it worked for everyone.

Surprisingly, my father found a solution that worked for both sides, where I can have my freedom and also a way he can assure that I had a clear path to get a job and a bright future.

He agreed on sending me to the USA for higher education. I was confounded by his decision. He always kept an eagle eye on me and yet he was willing to send me aboard? I agreed with him even though I felt something fishy was going on.

And guess what, I was right after all. I forgot about my uncle who worked in America. And as I already assumed, my father made sure that he gets all the details and gossips about my work in the USA. After I discovered the hide-and-seek game of my father, I got triggered and frustrated. I avoided contacting people who my uncle could gather information about me. I practically avoided having closer friends except for the ones I could trust. 

I was no longer a soft person. I was rude, reclusive and frigid. 

But is it my fault that I became this? Is the blame upon me? 

That's when I met the Gambino brothers, the most skilled bandits in the area. I should've known what this would cost me. But unfortunately, I wasn't wise enough to see through the danger I was getting into. The youth blinded me from the energy inside me. The only thing I was looking for was independence and exemption. 

Did I ask for too much?

I got involved with their work. They accepted me without any conditions. The Gambino brothers came from an italic origin but they were two Korean who operated the whole gang of Asians who fought against injustice. They were under their control. They were rebels, rebels who were seeking freedom from their imprisoned lives. Just like me...

I saw that hope in their eyes, the hope of finding a way out of their miserable lives. I only saw an army that was running behind aspiration just like me. 

It made me join the rebels. I was a part of an illegal gang of America, a gang that was powerful enough to keep everything under control, in a good way. I finally felt like I found my safe place, my home. We worked together, fought together with honour and justice. I respected the brother from my heart, I blindly worshipped them. They were my guiders. I wasn't embarrassed to introduce myself as a Gambino rebel. I got respect, praises and glory. Everything I couldn't have when I was in my hometown. I claimed victory. 

But I should've known that every mountain has a valley. For every strength, there is a weakness. Our weakness was that we didn't know when to stop.

Now we were fighting to survive, to not get caught by the FBI of the USA. We were categorised under the most wanted criminals. They were ordered to take us down. That's when Beom Seok ordered us,

"Get rid of everything that stands in our way,"

The war began, it was turning into something we never expected. Without knowing we were giving enough reasons to the police to get us arrested. Even I try to make the Gambino brothers understand that the best thing was to retreat and remain silent for some time, but the only thing they told me was,

"Know your limits or you won't be able to see another sunrise."

It was the first time I realized what I have gotten myself into. I got myself into some deep shit that I couldn't revoke. I was trapped, I came too far in this path. 

For the first time in my life, I regretted something I did.  

 I stopped contacting Jimin as well even though I was missing him so badly. I didn't want to get him in danger. He knew everything about me even my parents didn't. He knew that I was a part of the Gambino rebels. If this somehow turns into a worse state, I'm sure that they would destroy everyone who knows about the gang. They were getting brutal day by day. Jimin is not a tough and rough person like me. He was the whole opposite of me. I had to do distance myself from him, for my brother's life's sake.

I didn't join any of their crimes but I knew that my time will come soon. They did what exactly they said, they got rid of everyone who was a threat to the Gambino brothers and the gang. Even our ones who turned their backs on us.

I was one of their most trusted and closest supporters. They agreed on letting me decide to join them in crimes or not. But I knew that time was running and in no time they will start to force me to join them. Our members were decreasing. Some were murdered on our own. The hardcore members committed suicides when they got caught by the FBI.

One and a half years of struggle brought us to a climax. It was worse than ever. Police were haunting us down. I was careful to keep a low profile. 

Through everything, my time has come. They needed me to prove myself worthy to be one of them. I had to kill the person they had set the target on that night.

It was the most horrible night I ever spent.

I sighed.

"I can't do this, you have to understand me. I need time," I said even though I knew there was no escape this time.

"We gave you more than enough time Miss Y/n, you gave an oath when you joined us. You promised to stand by our side no matter what," Beom Hyeon growled in a low voice. His hoarse voice made goosebumps appear on my skin.

"I never signed up to commit a murder."

The older one from the twins, Beom Seok aroused from his chair and started walking towards me. I held my breath as he approached me. The scar on his right eye looked scarier than usual. That scar was the only thing I could tell the twins apart.

I heard about the story of how he got that scar while stabbing a fellow prisoner just because he called him a dirt bag and that was enough to start a terrific war between them. Resulting in terrible wounds on the enemy, that later on caused him death and Beom Seok surving, only having a scar on his face.

I gulp as he inched his face near me. I could smell his scent, the strong smell of cigarettes and alcohol hit my nose buds. He slowly moved one of my bangs from my face and gazed at me with his burning blazes inside his eyes.

I stepped backwards till my back met with the wall. There was nowhere to run. I clenched my jaws as he tightly grabbed me from them. He turned my face towards him.

"I think you remember what I told you the other day." His veins in his forehead looked like they will pop out anytime.

"And also you are aware of the fact that we are no need of the ones who betray us." His brother was standing a few feet away from us, brutally smirking at me.

Are they going to end my life?

I tried to get rid of the right grip on me. But he tightened his grip on me. This time his hand snaked to my neck,  slowly tightening it, causing me to choke.

I struggled to breathe.

He used both his hands to choke me. I tried to remove his hands away from me. I could feel that I'm losing my breath, my bones were crushing. I inhaled sharply to live. I tried to find something near my hand reach to hit him. It was difficult since I was semi-conscious. I kept touching the wall, then the table. At one point,

Yes!

I sank the thing in my hand into his neck, I repeated the same action till I saw the blood oozing out. His grip loosened. I fell to the ground only to see another body falling beside me.

I gasped loudly when I saw what I did.

Sorry for the long chapter, I didn't mean to make it this long lmao. Hope you enjoyed it. You will find out more secrets.

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