•Kim SeokJin•

I rushed outside of the club building. I needed some air. I was breathing heavily and uneasily as my head started to burn up. I was mad at Y/n for making me talk about something that not even I liked to think about myself.

The memories were rushing back and making my head spin. I focused on trying to get my breathing under control again.

I stood outside for a good fifteen minutes. I didn't care that I just left drunken Y/n there alone. She was making me mad. She could get hungover and fall asleep on the streets for all I care.

I got so fed up thinking about her that I just decided to leave. I didn't care that I was aborting my whole plan. I walked out of the small alleyway and down the street only to see Yoongi's friend standing on the other side. He'd just put down his phone and when he turned his head, he saw me. I just continued to walk on. He ran my way.

"H-hey!" He called out and pulled back my shoulder, turning me around to face him. "You can't just leave her in there!" He said.

"Oh, I can't?" I asked. "Watch me," I said as I turned to walk again but he jumped in front of me.

"Hey! She's drunk! And you just got me kicked out so you don't get to just walk away," he said fiercely, his dark hair hovering over his dark eyes. "So you better get back in there now and bring her out." He stared me straight in the eyes, making sure I understood the seriousness of it. Believe me, I did. I just didn't care.

"Look here, kid. I don't give a damn. You try and find a way to get her out but I'm not going back in there with that crazy girl," I said.

"What's you're case, huh?" He didn't know when to give up. "You ruin an innocent girl and you just leave her like that. What did those two ever do to you?" He said, now referring to both Yoongi and Y/n.

"What do you know?" I asked, raising my voice at him, making him silent. I couldn't control my rage this time. Why am I always the bad guy? "Huh? What do you know about anything? Because everybody seems to think they know everything about me today. You know what? Leave me the hell alone! I don't need to explain myself to any of you." I then turned to leave and this time he didn't stop me.

Soon he was out of sight and I was walking alone on the sidewalk. It was getting dark. And having no one accompany me, the only thing accompanying me was my own thoughts.

That crazy girl was on my mind again. I couldn't get it out of my head, how drunk she was. She was so vulnerable. Not to mention that there was a guy in there who kept eyeing her. That's why I was so hesitant to leave her. Maybe I shouldn't have left her there... As crazy as she may be...

"No!" I said aloud to myself. "No, Jin..."

I walked on trying not to think about her. But I guess my heart had a soft spot for cute drunk girls who tell me they had a crush on me before, because now I found myself stopping and my feet made a U-turn back to where she was.

"Shit."

***

I was now walking back to the alleyway when I saw a familiar black car pull up nearby. I stopped and hid behind a pillar, waiting for them to get out of the car. It was the same guy from that night when I followed Y/n two days ago and she left the car door open, I saw as he stepped out of the car with two other guys who I did not recognize. Speaking of which, it was the exact same car as the last time except it looked newer.

The man still wore more formal clothes similar to what he wore the last time. His hair was slicked back with loose strands of hair hanging freely over his forehead. He held a package in his hands. He was the man known to be the only owner of Whalien 52 to survive. I just didn't know which one yet.

One of the men that came with him looked big and strong. He had short hair and looked like he could've been a wrestler. He was Chinese but he was pretty good at Korean too, as the book had stated. He was Big Chāo.

The other man looked pretty normal, wearing a shirt and tie, but didn't look as smart as the owner. He was probably just a financier.

I knew everyone in the business except for the new people, thanks to Y/n's father's book. It came with descriptions and pictures. But the four owners didn't have faces next to their descriptions like everyone else.

The financier man led the way inside, where I came out of twenty minutes ago, and the owner followed, the bodyguard walking beside him.

A minute later I followed too. Y/n could wait.

They went far down the back. I was surprised no one noticed me yet. But maybe I spoke too soon because just when that thought crossed my mind, the bartender from earlier walked out of a nearby room and I quickly hid behind a wall. It took him a while, but he finally passed and I was able to move again. But the men disappeared and I didn't know which way they went. It was a straight corridor with two turns. One turn into another corridor to the left and then another turn further ahead to the right. I quickly went to the first one. No one was there and none of the rooms looked suspicious. I then went to the corridor at the end of the long corridor and down there, there was a door slightly open, the light inside spilling onto the carpet just outside the door.

I approached it slowly, hearing voices on the other side of the door. They were agreeing on something and as I peaked inside I saw another man thanking the owner of W52 for his services. He was holding the package and it was open. I could just see what it contained and just as I realized what it was I stumbled a bit and clutched onto the door as I threw up on the ground.

It was a human limb. A fucking human limb.

"What was that?" I heard someone from inside the room ask.

Big Chāo pushed the door open to reveal me. I was panicked and had to think fast and the only thing I could do was to act drunk.

Big Chāo pulled me by my shirt. "What are you doing here, kid?" He asked. Not surprisingly, his voice was deep.

I pretended to look hazy and dizzy. "I was just trying to find the bathroom, man," I said, as if I was actually drunk. "I guess this isn't it, so I'll just-" I tried to say while trying to walk away but the bodyguard pulled me back. Then looking up and seeing the package again, I threw up. I guess this made me look drunk, right?

The bodyguard stepped back, avoiding the mess on the ground. He then looked up to the person he worked for. "Should I kill him?" He asked.

My eyes grew wide. There was no way I was going to die today.

The man looked annoyed. "Just knock him out outside," he said, waving him off. "He's drunk anyway. He won't remember any of this."

Big Chāo clicked his tongue, seeming disappointed. I was pretty relieved but still not too thrilled for being knocked out. Maybe when he takes me outside, I'll make a run for it. He can't be that fast. But then again, how else has he lasted for such a long time.

"Yes, sir," he responded before pulling me outside with him. As we walked down the long corridor, I looked to him. Knowing I looked, he smirked. The mischievous kind of smirk. "He wants me to just knock you out. But I'm really just in the mood for blood," he said, giving a toothy grin.

That's when I started to really freak out. "W-w-what?!" I asked. "W-why? I didn't do anything wrong, man. I just wanted to find the fucking bathroom," I said, pulling myself out of his grip and stumbling backwards making me fall to the ground in the process.

He smirked. "You swore. I guess that calls for some sort of disciplining, doesn't it?" He asked, tilting his head before reaching to pull me back up beside him. His grip on me was tight. "Your dad will thank me." He then started to laugh lowly, "That's if you're lucky enough to make it home today."

***

He threw me out the door into the alleyway, making me fall to the ground. It was darker now and the streets were empty. I could only just make out the smirk on his face before he kicked me hard on my side. I grimaced in pain, holding my stomach. He then roughly pulled me up by my shirt, holding me off the ground and punching me in the stomach before letting me fall to the ground again.

I couldn't even try to fight back. I've read about him. He's almost unstoppable. With his huge muscles and big bones. Not to mention he looked way taller than me as well. He was a giant.

He pulled me up again, letting me stand this time. His left hand held my shoulder firmly to keep me in place and to keep me from trying to run away. His right hand was raised in a fist and he was just about to punch me but something stopped him.

Yoongi burst through the door, knocking the metal door against the big man who held me captive. The man's grip on me loosened and he stumbled back. Yoongi didn't even notice him. His eyes were solely on me and Y/n rushed to keep up with him as he held her hand. He stopped when he saw me and let go of Y/n's hand. He looked furious.

He rushed towards me, holding up his fist before punching me. It was a hard and painful blow as my face was forced to the side. I felt the stinging pain in my jaw and my cheek got hotter. My mouth was agape from the shock and my eyes wide from the pain. I heard Y/n gasp from behind Yoongi. I slowly turned my face to look at him through my brown hair that dangled over my eyes slightly.

"That was for everything you put me and Y/n through," he said, breathing deeply as his chest heaved up and down. He really was furious.

I saw the man from behind Yoongi slowly get up. He looked even more furious. Y/n called out Yoongi's name softly as she saw the man come closer behind Yoongi. Yoongi didn't pay attention though. He just kept looking at me angrily.

"And this is for thinking you could do this without me," he said as he raised his fist again and for a second I thought he would punch me again. But he didn't this time. Just in time, he spun around and punched the big man behind him.

The man's face fell to the side but it didn't seem to hurt him at all. He turned his face to look back at Yoongi and he wore a smile on his face as he grit his teeth. A pissed smile. Like 'that was funny but don't think you'll just get away with that'. He scoffed as he touched his jaw.

It was obvious Yoongi was nervous too as he stepped back while looking at the intimidating man. There was no way we were getting out of this alive.

"So you think you're tough, huh, kid?" He sounded and his voice seemed deeper now as he looked down on Yoongi with dark eyes. He took a step closer. "How dare you-"

Y/n then suddenly screamed. "Ow!! You're standing on my foot! How dare you!" She shouted and then suddenly kicked his shin, making him fall forward and face first onto the ground. Yoongi and I quickly had to jump back. There was a loud thump and a crack was heard as he hit the ground and he didn't get back up. He wasn't moving.

"Awesome..." I commented, amazed, breaking the silence.

"Shut up," Yoongi snapped, agitated by just the sound of my voice.

"Oh, shit!" Y/n said as she moved her hands to cover her mouth. Her eyes were wide. "Did I just kill him?"

Okay, I love drunk Y/n.

"No, I'm sure he's still alive. You just knocked him out," Yoongi said.

Y/n looked relieved.

"And probably broke his nose," I added. Y/n's eyes went wide again. I wanted to chuckle but then immediately remembered the people who were still inside. "Come on, we need to go! There's more of them inside. These guys are freaking cannibals!" I warned them. Their eyes went wide. We made quick to run but I stumbled and fell again. I clutched my side. I almost forgot he'd just beaten me.

"What's up with you? Did that man hurt you?" Y/n asked. Yoongi just stood ahead of us impatiently.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said and quickly got up and began limping again.

"Wait, you dropped your wa-" she said, while bending down to pick up the item I had dropped but she stopped midway when she realised what she was about to say. "Wallet..?" She said while thinking. "That asshole! I'm taking my money back!" She exclaimed.

Okay, bad drunk Y/n, bad drunk Y/n.

She crouched on the floor as she opened the wallet and took out some money. My money!

"Hey-" I was about to exclaim but Yoongi stopped both of us.

"Y/n, we don't have time!" He said while running to her and pulling her up. He took her hand again and began walking again, Y/n walking a few steps behind him. Then as she passed me, she looked up and glared at me, stopping for a bit and pushing the, now almost empty, wallet against my chest and then following Yoongi again. I followed.

"Wait, Yoongi-" Y/n sounded but stopped herself again. He didn't pay attention. "Yoongi!" He still didn't turn around. "Let go of my hand!" She exclaimed, earning a look of shock from Yoongi, before she quickly yanked her hand out of his and ran to a bush near a wall before throwing up.

I gave a look of disgust before turning to look away. I guess she had too much to drink.

"Why'd you let her drink so much?" Yoongi complained to me. "Do you even know she's underage?"

"By like a few months," I retorted. "She's seventeen. She needs to live a little."

"You're not her dad," he said. "You don't decide things for her."

"You're right. That's your job," I said. It was true. Ever since day one he's been deciding what she should and shouldn't do.

"You wanna get hit again?" Yoongi asked as he raised his fist.

"S-stop," Y/n managed out between coughs.

We both went quiet and I looked the other way again. We had to get out of here before they saw us but Y/n was still struggling. The familiar black car was still in sight and I still hadn't seen the men come yet.

"Hey, Y/n, you still have those tracking devices here?" I asked. I didn't wait for an answer. As she was still crouching, I scratched in the bag on her back. Since my mom was just like her dad, I knew what the devices looked like too. Finally I found it.

"What are you doing?" Yoongi asked.

"Making sure we don't walk away with nothing," I smirked. I ran before he could say another word.

I quickly went to the vehicle also checking in the alleyway if they'd come out yet. They hadn't. I connected the device to the bottom of the car where they couldn't see it. Coming out from underneath the vehicle, I lifted my head and then quickly ducked as I saw them come out. Shit.

I looked to Yoongi and Y/n who was further away from the car. I mouthed to them that the men where here and that they needed to run.

Y/n looked hesitant and was saying something to Yoongi. She was saying not to leave me behind. I scoffed. Since when did she care? I'll find a way out of this myself.

Yoongi had to physically pull her away and around the cover. Just in time too because the W52 owner and financier were shocked at the sight of Big Chāo being knocked out and they started quickly looking around the street if someone was near. I snuck onto the property of the house next to the car and hid behind their wall just in time as one of the men crouched down to see if someone was standing by the car.

The W52 owner took out his gun and loaded it. I quickly turned around again and rested my back against the wall, breathing deeply. I was not ready to die today. I looked again to see him take out his phone. He was calling someone. He still kept turning his head as he held the phone to his ear. How was I going to escape? I couldn't just stay here. Eventually he'll want to get into the car and notice me.

Then, just as I turned to look again, Yoongi came running to the middle of the road with a huge rock in his hand. He swung his right hand back and threw it in the direction of the W52 owner. It flew just beside his head and smashed a window behind him. He quickly gained the attention of the two men. Specifically the W52 owner. He quickly raised his gun out of instinct when hearing the smash. But he didn't shoot. Instead he lowered his gun. They gave each other a long knowing stare. It was obvious they must have known each other.

I quickly snapped out of it when I saw Y/n crouching on the corner, waving for me to move it already. Yoongi was trying to distract the men. I ran while crouching lowly and left as quietly as I could, in the opposite direction of everyone else. It was the only way I could escape without them noticing. I would just run around the block and I'll meet up with them again.

I escaped successfully. The men didn't pay me any attention. But then I heard a gunshot as I ran halfway down the block and I heard Y/n scream. I dropped to the ground at the horrifying sound. Did someone get shot?

I decided to get up again and continue running around the block to their side. I ran as fast as I could even though my body was aching like hell. But then a red car sped and pulled up beside me. The door opened to reveal Y/n in the back seat looking up at me worryingly and frightened. Yoongi sat on the other side of the car grimacing in pain as he clutched onto his arm.

"Hurry up and get in already!" Shouted the person who sat behind the wheel. It was Jimin.

I quickly hopped in, doing as he said and I shut the door. Immediately we sped off out of this dangerous neighborhood and away from danger.

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A/n: I can't believe how fast I finished this chapter omg. It took me like a few hours and not like a whole month or more writing one chap. I'm so proud. I hope you enjoyed it. It's not perfect. Enjoy your day/night!! ❤❤