Chapter Twenty.Nine- Speak and I'll kill you
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Jung Seo-Yun
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It was the only thing I could do. So I cried. I cried and cried.

My family was a mess.

My mother is dead and wanted to kill me, my father is the leader of the mafia and also wants to kill me. By now the tears were coming out.

Yoongi smiled sadly and bent down next to me, embracing me in a tight hug.

"I know how it feels, to lose everything, to feel like nothing is ever going to be better, but I'll help you. I'll help you fight it. I'll protect you and make sure no one hurts you again. I know I've promised this over and over again, but this time, It'll really happen. I'll destroy that terrible man, just like I did to that monster trying to hurt you."

I pressed my head on his chest, which muffled my sobs.

" Yoongi, that women was my mother. My father is the leader of the bloody mafia. Both of my parents are involved in such terrible crap, and I'm not much better. How am I ever going to get passed that. I'm destined to be this way, a weak girl who has the hide her identity every day only to become a strong girl who fights. I can't take it anymore. It's messing me up Yoongi, I just want it to end. It's not better that my parents are both heartless murderers. " I whimpered, gripping onto his shirt.

"I know." Was all he said and I was glad. I didn't need him to pity me. More like I don't want his pity.

I retreated from Yoongi's chest and avoided his piercing gaze." Seo-Yun, look at me." He ordered. I hesitantly and very slowly turned my head and faced him. I didn't want him to see my puffy red face. I felt ashamed and embarrassed.

" Don't look at me...." I pleaded, tears still rolling down my face." He wiped underneath my eyes with his thumb and smiled gently." It's alright, you look kinda cute when you cry." He said honestly." Yoongi! That doesn't cheer me up!" I muttered embarrassed.

"Hey, I'm just being honest." He gave me a gummy smile. I can't believe we were having this conversation with my dead mother right behind me. I must be going insane.

"Lets go, unless you want to stay here longer." He smirked. I glared at him.

"Shut up." He giggled slightly. How was it that he always managed to cheer me up.
"Yoongi...." I mumbled." Hm." He questioned." ....Thank you for coming....." I blushed and looked towards my feet." What was that." I scoffed and watched his smile turn into a smirk." You know what I said." I couldn't help but smile. Butterflies were emerging from my stomach, making me feel very weird.

"Come one." He grabbed my wrist.

"Hey!" I frowned pulling my hand backwards.

" I'm not loosing you again." I stayed silent." Ok then..." I muttered defeated and held his hand." Don't lose me again." He just chuckled." I won't."

"Where are the others?"

"They are with your father. We already planned a way to kill him, so I need you to stay silent and hide, you can do that right?" I nodded, pouting.

" I know it's hard for you to hide and stay silent but I'm sure you'll manage." He teased.
"Oh yeah." I replied sarcastically.

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I breathed slowly making sure to not make a single movement.

I was currently in the vent, trying desperately not to be heard. I could hear Yoongi and the others talking to my father about future plans and important dates. I didn't bother to really listen, I was waiting for them to strike.

Yoongi hadn't told me of their plans but he had told me that they needed to be completely alone with my father because there were two bodyguards-presumably my fathers- that were around him all the time. He said that he put some sort pill in their drinks that made them need to go to the toilet.

A laxative

All they could do was wait till they left and then BAM. Hopefully it was going to be soon, it was cramped in the vent.

"Sir....I eh, have a little problem."

"Yeah, me too." The two bodyguards begged my father desperately.

He sighed and let them go. It was finally here.

'You ready to die bastard.'

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