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Yoongi's POV

I get up and walk towards the pounding on the door. "Min Yoongi!!" She screams. "I know you're in there!! I see your car in the parking lot!" She yells, it sounded like she was hurting her throat. I stare at her from the small window on the door. She looked so mad, the rain made her clothes cling to her body tightly. Her hair sticking to her face.

"How could you do this to me.. Min Yoongi?" She asks, her tone settling down. I felt a wave of guilt run through my body. "How can you just go off and say those things. Not even caring about what I feel for you." But I did, I did care what she felt. She doesn't understand that I did this to save her, so that she can be safe. "I love you so much Min Yoongi.. And you just walk away from me, from us." My chest hurts, I felt my eyes burning. So much I wanted to open this door, kiss her passionately, and never let her go.

I wanted so badly to take back all that I had said yesterday, to bring her back into my life the way she was supposed to be. With her under my arm, with me loving her unconditionally. Loving her like I've ever loved her before. Like today was the last day of my life.

Maybe I shouldn't care what Mr. Yoon says, he's not my father. Maybe I should just take the consequences as they come. As long as I'd have her right? Min Yoongi, stop being a wimp and do what you want! Go out there and claim your girl. My thoughts were right. I set my hand on the knob ready to go outside and end this once and for all. She stops crying, and takes a step back. "Min Yoongi, I forgot my-" just when I thought things could get better, they get worse. It was my manager, maybe God was giving me a sign that I'm not supposed to go back to Elizabeth. That it's supposed to be this way. I take my hand off the knob.

"Ugh. Its you. What are you doing here?" He asks from under a umbrella. I hated him so much. I wanted to punch him in the face. "I need answers from Min Yoongi. Nothing that concerns you." She says. He rolls his eyes. "You're so ignorant and stupid. Why can't you realize that Min Yoongi has moved on? He doesn't need you anymore. He's got a real girl now, everything he rightfully needs, unlike you." I wish I could stand up for myself and stop being so defenseless. But I'm too much of a wimp.

"No. I have a hunch that Min Yoongi still-" ,"You're such a stupid piece of trash!!! He doesn't love you anymore!!" He screams. My tears finally run down my cheeks. I can't believe he's telling her all this, this isn't true. These aren't my feelings towards her. I love her so much it literally kills me to be standing here right now. But yet, I don't have the strength to do a thing. "It's all your fault. Isn't it? Just a couple days ago Yoongi stood up for me from you. Because he loves me. You can't just wake up the next morning emotionless before we went to bed the night before... We-" ,"Blah blah blah. You're really stupid you know that? You need to grow up and realize that Yoongi doesn't care about you anymore." Mr. Yoon says.

She turns and look at the door. Little did she know our eyes met. My heart skipped a beat. "Fine." Leaves her lips more like a cry, and it made my eyes tear up again. Why couldn't I be strong? For us. "You want me out of your life, I'm gone. You don't love me anymore, you can't force me to stop loving you... I'll stop at my own time. Which I'll try to soon.." Her words were knives in my heart.

She stares at the door. I had a feeling from the way she looked at the door she had seen me, and she knew I was there. "You're not the Yoongi I grew up with.. Or the one I fell in love with." I believe her. Though her words shatter me. "The old Yoongi would have fought for our love, even if there were consequences." My eyes widen in surprise, was she giving me a sign that I still had time, that she'd take me back? That she'd still want me? That no matter what, she'd love me? She looks down, her tears and rain drops running down her very pink face. She was still beautiful

"I'll be waiting Min Yoongi... But not for long." She says. And I know that I have to make a decision. She looks back at me. "Good bye Min Yoongi... I lo-" , "Can you leave now? Some people actually have lives." I wanted to shoot him in the face for cutting her off. What a jerk. "You know what!? You can stick it up your ass, I don't have to answer to you." She says and it brings a smile to my face. There's that feisty side of Elizabeth I've always known. "I know something is wrong. That you have something to do with this." She walks pass him like a straight up savage.

He stands there for a while not even caring what she had said and walks up to the door. Almost hitting me with the door. "Ugh. Min Yoongi be careful. What if I would have hit you with the door? Then what?" He shakes his head and sets down his folded umbrella. He closes the door. "As I was saying before I got interrupted by that ..." ,"Don't you dare insult her." I say. He looks at me surprised. "Or what?" He smirks. "What are you going to do Min Yoongi huh?" He leans towards me and laughs.

"I know you won't do anything. Because you're a coward." He says. My eyebrows pull together. "Ha. And you were crying over her? Really?" He rolls his eyes and walks into his office. "Yes! I was! Because I'm in love with her." He stops in his tracks and slowly turns towards me. "And you're not going to stop me!" I turn toward the door. "Don't you fucken dare." I hear him say dangerously low.

I let out a laugh. "Or what?" My hand on the knob. I flinch when my head is pulled back. My hair in his fist and something heavy pressed against my temple. I shut my eyes, I didn't want to know what was pressed against my head. "Don't you test me Min Yoongi." He says next to my ear. "I do this for you so that you can be better off." I swallow my saliva, my throat had gone dry. "Now let go of the knob." He says, and I do so.

"I think I need to set some rules for you Min Yoongi.. Since you don't seem to listen to me." I feel my tears stream down my cheeks. Its not everyday I'm threatened with a gun to my head. "Now go back to my office." He demands. I step back and he takes the gun away from my head and allows me to walk into his office. He closes and locks the door behind us. "You know Min Yoongi.. I never thought I'd have to do this." He shows me the Magnum Revolver in his hand. I try to steady my heart rate.

"You know I could have put a nice hole in that head of yours?" He asks, smiling down at the gun in his hand. "She's a beauty ain't she?" He asks showing it to me. I just stand there, staring at him cautiously. "Please. Sit." He motions his hand toward the seat in front of his desk. I slowly walk towards it and sit down. He nods and sits at his desk. "You Know... Min Yoongi.." He sets the gun down on top of his desk. "I work my ass off.. To get you the best.." He crossed his arms over his chest. "And you'd throw all that away?... For some bitch that doesn't give a shit about you?"

So much I wanted to tell him that he was wrong. Her coming here today showed me something. That she wasn't willing to let me go. I didn't either. And I've noticed that I gave up too easy. But now.. I don't know what to do. "You're wrong." Leaves my lips. He laughs. "Excuse me?" I clear my throat. "You're wrong." I say again, a little more confident this time. My hands gripped the arms of my chair tightly. "No." He shakes his head. "You're wrong Min Yoongi."

I have never seen this side of him before. And now I'm scared as hell of him. "There's two different kinds of men in life.." He starts. "Do you know what those two are?" He asks. "Assholes like you?" I ask. He laughs. "Your words don't hurt me." He shrugs. "Growing up with a father that would beat me mindlessly until I'd black out showed me that I have to be strong." He says looking at the back of his hand, examining the silver rings and Rolex watch on his wrist.

"And do you know what I did?" He asks raising and eyebrow. I stay quiet. "When I turned eighteen, he raised a hand on me and I punched him in the fucken face." His hand clinching into a fist and a smile spreads his face. "It felt SO GOOD!!" he screams looking at me, and shaking his fist in the air as if he had succeeded in something. "The thing I'm going with here is that.. There's strong men, and weak men in this world." He picks up his other hand, leaving one a fist and the other opened. "These are the strong men." He shakes his fist. "And these are the weak." He shakes his other hand.

"And do you know what happens to the weak?" He asks. I had a feeling where he was going with this, but I don't answer. "They get pumbled by the strong." He plows his fist into his other hand. "And that's you." He laughs. "Weak." He points at me. "Nope." I shake my head. One of his eyebrows raises. "What did you say?" He asks. "I said nope. I'm not weak." I bite my tongue. I point at him. "You're weak." He throws his head back and laughs. 

"Me!? Weak!!?" He laughs harder. "Enlighten me." He crosses his arms and throws up his nose. "A weak man feeds on others." I say. And that smug smirk on his face goes away. "Only a weak man makes himself seem stronger by bringing down others." I spit. His eyebrows knit. "You're just like your father." Now he looks really mad. "A weak man that attacks others just to look superior when really they're not. You're nothing different then him, you're the spitting image of him." I say. His fingers gripping his hair. "No!! I'm not!!" He screams.

I can't help but smile. "Oh yes you are." I stand up. "Your father beat you. And now you're trying to beat down on me. You're just like him." He pounds his fists on his desk. "No I'm not! I'm nothing like him!" He shouts. "But oh how you are." Before I can say another word he picks up his gun and points it at me. I'm scared for a second. "I'm nothing like my father. Nothing, I tell you." He says, his eye twitching. "Go ahead. Shoot me and see what happens. Where you'll end up. What the big Boss will think when you're all over the news about killing me, Min Yoongi, his top favorite." I smile.

"So. Go ahead. Do as you please. But. Just remember where you'll stand when I'm found in your office." I shrug. "What the fuck do you want Min Yoongi?" He asks. "You know what I want." I say. He shakes his head. "No." He says. I nod. He stands up. "No!" He screams. I shrug. "What ever. You can't stop me." I say walking towards the door. "You thought you broke me with your stupid father shit huh?" He asks grabbing a fist full of my hair.

"I'm not scared of your meaningless threats." He spits pulling my hair and throwing me on the floor. I'm about to get up and fight when he kicks me in the gut, knocking the air out of my body. "Now for my rules." He starts. "Rule number one!" He kicks me in the stomach when I try to get on my knees. "No seeing that girl." I knew it was coming. "Rule number two!" He screams kicking me again. This time much harder, I find it hard for me to breathe. "What ever is said between, us stays between us." He says. "And three!" He kicks me again. "You always listen to me." He finishes. I let out a cough.

"How much I wish I could punch you in the face." He kicks me again, this time even harder, causing me to fall over. I wasn't going to give up. "You want to act like you're tough!!? Huh!!?" I climb to my knees. He sets his foot on the side of my torso. "Well you're not." He pushes and I fall to the side, still trying to catch my breath. "And to think you'd risk getting beaten up for a trashy girl. You should be happy I set you up with a girl from high school." He laughs. It all made sense.

"Apparently your manager chose me out of the other girls to be the one to do this deal."

I finally catch my breath, I wipe the blood off my lips with the back of my hand and look up at him. "You knew didn't you? That I went to high school with Jennie." He laughs. "What are you? An idiot? Of course I knew! Why do you think I chose her?" He asks. "That stupid manager Ms. Ku thinks I like her." He chuckles. "She's just a piece of ass." My eyes widen. "You're sleeping with her?" I ask. He grins. "Slept with her... How do you think I got her to accept the plan? She's whipped on me. I don't give a flying shit about her. She's annoying as fuck." He shrugs. "But I get it every once in a while." He smiles.

"Believe me Min Yoongi when I say this." He points down at me. "If you EVER talk back to me. I'll do worse. And don't you dare think about going back to that girl." He says. He walks back to his desk and grabs his gun. Slipping it in the back of his slacks before pulling his coat over it. Then grabs a stack of vanilla folders. "If your face didn't have to look so good I'd punch you so hard its not even funny." He bites his lip. "Cause you're so annoying. Your face gives me head aches." He spits. He unlocks the door and takes a step out of the office.

"You're free to go home.." He says. He looks down at me one more time. "But don't you dare tell anyone. Cause I swear I'll get people to do shit to that girl I'll make it look like a dirty accident." My eyebrows knit. "Is that a threat?" I ask. He chuckles. "That ain't a threat." He says. "Thats a promise." He walks out of the office without another word. I sit there for a while, listening to the door close and his car starting up. I lean my back up against the couch and pick up my shirt. My stomach was all red, I knew it was going to bruise later.

I let out a breath. What was I going to do?

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