Chapter 18: Stay

             Even with Namjoon's confession, it was not settling over you. You were silently observing him, who was planning with Taehyung. Taehyung seems to trust Namjoon a bit too well for anger management issues. After all this time, you had never seen those two acts like this.

You don't know what they were thinking of each other. Namjoon and Taehyung look like they are planning on backstabbing each other.

"You are certainly going to burn holes between those two heads if you keep doing that," you glare at Yoongi, sitting beside you. The two men had thought that they didn't trust Yoongi enough to devise a plan, and they were not going to risk you either.

So, of course, they had to put Yoongi on babysitting duties on you.

"If I can do that, Yoongi, they wouldn't be alive," You said, "Two heads are better than one. I didn't think they'd take it literally."

Yoongi smiles, "You should be happy. They are doing this to take down Jungkook, and you know how this end."

"But isn't it scarier to know that you are putting your life in someone else's hand," You asked him, and yoongi nodded his head, agreeing with you.

"But that's how the world works, do something today, it changes someone else's life the next day," yoongi answered, "and that is why men are obsessed with being the most powerful one, just like someone, huh?"

You were quiet.

"I, too, don't believe you were married to him," Yoongi said, "but after meeting you, I couldn't help to give up finding any clues or explanation on how it happened. No one knows except you and Jungkook."

"I can't – I don't even know him. It felt like we were strangers. Why can't I remember anything good about him if he was important? Anything to make remembers."

"Anne..."

"I don't even remember that name at all, ironic. Are you sure no one, not even a crazy man, knows what my relation is?"

"Seokjin... Seokjin should be the only one who knows," Namjoon's voice booms out, "He was the only one trying to find clues and managed to succeed in finding them."

"Fucker, then why didn't you tell us sooner?" Yoongi stands up.

"Because your fucking ass decided to play arson and burned the whole mansion down!" Namjoon frustratingly said, "You fucked up the room and –"

"What room?" Taehyung asked, and everyone was quiet until you stood up from your place.

The room. That room! The place Seokjin had brought you before was full of newspaper clippings, where you found files that didn't make sense. Area did Yoongi also burn down? But how did...

"How did you know? The room?"

Namjoon scoffs, "I know everything revolving around the house, every single place and, of course, all the hidden secrets of this house." Namjoon looks at you and smiles, "Did you think I wouldn't know the secret pavilion you went to?"

"How did you –"

"Jungkook built it," Namjoon said, "A space dedicated for you, a sanctuary is what he likes to call it. You used to go with Jungkook there. He was so giddy and happy when you had found your way there, and he had run."

"Well, that is what Jungkook had told me," He said, "I'm surprised you don't even remember the place you met Jungkook the first time."

"How about you? How do you know so much about Jungkook? How do we know you wouldn't backstab us?"

"If I wanted to backstab you the moment I see you, you wouldn't be here –"pointing at Yoongi –"I would have left you for dead –"pointing to Taehyung –" and you, in Jungkook's hands." Pointing to you last.

"Now, rather than talking about this, we need to get going. We need to get to Seokjin's secret room. It's burned down, but there should be some files that could help."

In the end, the four of you went out of the room. Roaming the halls of the eerie corridors of the mansion. It was already creepy the first time you woke up in the house. Now it's much more mysterious since some of the parts of the place were burned down.

"Did you not leave this place at all?" Taehyung asked Namjoon. Namjoon, who was leading the way to the room, Seokjin had brought you before.

Namjoon chuckles, "You'd be surprised if I haven't gone crazy a tiny bit. But I would have made this place better. It had the power. But I don't."

"Why didn't you leave?"

Namjoon chuckles, "To where? If I go, who's going to detain the monster inside Jungkook? He's going to find ways in his twisted way. Why run when you could stay? Besides, it's not so bad here. The whole place is its city."

"Jungkook, is that scary, huh...." You said, and Namjoon slightly turned back and shook his head no.

"He's not always like this. I don't believe someone is born pure evil. No one is, but the environment he grew up in was harsh. I had pitied him at one point, but who can withstand years of pity?"

"Maybe that's why you came in, Anne," he called you, "You were light to his miserable life. As much as I hate to say it, there's always that one point in life when he was that happy. That he was alive, and he was someone we all can call a human being."

"Jungkook was happier. Other than his dark thoughts, he found light. I also thought he was hallucinating, but he found peace in you. But you disappeared." He said, "You took his happiness, and this time he's risking everything not to sink in."

You all went into a familiar place that was half burned down. You begin looking at the burned paper, and you can't help to cry a bit. Seokjin spends so much time trying to free you from the hell you had fallen into. But why did you feel so guilty?

What happened? Why did you run away?

"I was waiting for you, love." The calm and eerie sound echoed, and Jungkook from behind the Shadows. Namjoon stands beside Taehyung while Yoongi shields you away from Jungkook's sight.

"I always thought Seokjin was a sneaky asshole. Well, he was smarter than his mouth." Jungkook picks up the paper, "I'm surprised I don't even know some of this information existed."

Then he stood in his glory. Bandages were wrapped around his body. He wasn't wearing any shirt, but it was visible that he had gone through hell and back. The look of his eyes was hollow and dead. He was tired. His facial expression was fierce as a lion with his prey, but his eyes could never lie.

He was done.

A/N: Hi! Sorry for the late update. Can you imagine this is already half of the story already?