~Y/N POV~

Sitting on the bed reading a book that Jin gave to me yesterday about pregnancy, my bedroom door slammed open and Taehyung rushed into the room, a dead serious look in his eyes.

"Wha-"

I was cut off when he grabbed my upper arm and tugged on me.

"Get up, you have to come with me." Taehyung

He pulled me off the bed but careful enough not to drag me off it. He moved fast and pulled me up on my feet and quickly we made an exit out my room and walked down the corridor towards the stair case. I was almost running to keep up with his pace as he kept a hold of my arm and kept staring forward without even looking at me.

We reached the bottom of the stairs but kept the fast pace into the living room only to have six other pairs of eyes fly towards us which surprised me. Judging by the looks on some of their faces they didn't expect me here either.

"Taehyung what's the meaning of this? I thought you wanted a group meeting." Namjoon

"Yeah man, that means no outsiders and she is an outsider." Jungkook

He sent a side glare towards me, from his couch but Taehyung ignored both of them and pulled me along side him and pushed me down to sit on the corner of the large couch.

"For this, she needs to be here. It's about her anyway and big we've actually fucked up in more ways that one." Taehyung

Again Taehyung ran out the room towards the kitchen only to come back with a book in his hands but not just any book, THE photo album. I sucked in a breath when I saw what he was holding and turned away but only to catch Jimin's burning gaze sitting across from me but he scoffed and looked away from me when Taehyung began speaking again.

I just lowered my gaze to the table in the centre, biting my lower lip.

I cant believe he's actually going to do this now. While I'm in the room at that.

"For what I'm about to tell you, this is partly the evidence. The rest is on my phone." Taehyung

He has more?

What more could he possibly have?

"Evidence for what Taehyung?" Namjoon

I looked up to see Namjoon now walk over to Taehyung and take the book from him, squinting his eyes at the book as he reads the cover on the front of the leather and then looks to Taehyung baffled by the album.

"It's a picture book Tae. Where did you get this?" Namjoon

"Open it." Taehyung

Namjoon hummed at him and I swear I stopped breathing when I watched Namjoons expression as he looked through the pages, flicking through them very slowly. At first he showed surprise, then sadness, anger, confusion and then lastly guilt.

That's when Namjoon's eyes met mine, his head tilt down to the book but saddened eyes and pressed lips.

It seems Taehyung didn't have to explain anything to him but I think the others will need it.

"What the hell is in that book?" Yoongi

Standing up from the couch, Yoongi stomped over and snatched the book from Namjoon's hold and sat back down to angrily flick through the pages himself only to have Hoseok and Jungkook lean over him to see what he was looking at. But the more Yoongi flicked through the pages, the slower he got.

"You see, everything we have ever known about Y/n and her parents was a lie. Her father didn't kill ours, someone else did and I know who." Taehyung

I let out a gasp and looked up to Taehyung now standing beside me but he just glanced at me for a second and only turned away when Yoongi suddenly snorted and dropped the book onto the table I the middle creating a loud thud and crossing his arms over his chest.

"That doesn't mean her dad didn't murder our dad Tae. This just shows they were once friends like uncle once said." Yoongi

I noticed the way Jungkook suddenly wondered off across the room to turn his back towards everyone else and lean against the wall using one arm to support himself where as Hoseok completely stiffened in his seat, staring blankly at the table.

Jimin carefully picked up the book, as if curious about it and started to look through the pictures.

"Actually I have proof on my phone. I found our fathers crime scene pictures and after looking at them it's obvious who it was." Taehyung

Taking out his phone, he sat down next to me instead of going to one of his brothers but that action made Namjoon suddenly slide down next to me. I felt smothered in but glanced up across the room to see Jin standing there quietly watching as if not surprised at all but pressed his lips into a thin line and went to Jungkook to pat his back and whisper something in his ear that made him finally turn around.

Jungkook couldn't even look at me after, and kept his head bowed.

"See this?" Taehyung

He leaned into me, pointing to a picture on his phone which happened to be of a dead body laying face down next to what looks like a pool table in a lounge. Squinting my eyes to it I nodded.

"Yeah."

Namjoon even leans in, taking a look of the picture also.

"That's our dad." Namjoon

He comments and Taehyung hums a response and zooms in next to the dead mans hand.

"There, what colour is the tip on that bullet?" Taehyung

"Black."

I responded straight away without hesitation but my word made Namjoon let out a growl from his throat and suddenly stand up to grab an ash tray from the table and throw it across the room angrily.

"THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE!! HE WAS RIGHHT IN FRONT OF US THIS WHOLE TIME!!" Namjoon

"Hyung let me see. This has to be a mistake." Jungkook

He ran over and peered over my head behind the couch almost coming close to my face but I backed up a little to let him inspect the area Taehyung was pointing at. Jungkook stared at it with his doe eyes, a little gasp coming from him but as I watched his face crumble into pain, I couldn't help but think he reminded me of a small child.

"No. That cant be right." Jungkook

He stumbled back and then looked at me with his wide eyes. I didn't know what was going on but his eyes soften and he even opened and closed his lips a couple times as if trying to say something before he suddenly ran out the room.

Jin glanced at me then nods towards me as if asking if I'm alright but I just nod and he nods back once more before running after Jungkook towards the stairs.

Namjoon was still throwing things around the room while Hoseok grabbed him to stop.

"You have to calm down Joon. Y/n is in the room, you could throw something at her." Hoseok

Namjoon's eyes suddenly widen and he glances towards me before dropping a lamp he had in his hold to the floor before sighing and running his fingers through his hair.

"Sorry. Taehyung can I see that again please?" Namjoon

Taehyung nodded and stood up to pass the now calm Namjoon his phone.

"There more if you swipe to the left." Taehyung

Namjoon only nods and walks back across the room away from myself while Hoseok stays to his side and starts to look through the pictures with him.

I was speechless and I didn't know what the problem with the colour black on the tip of the bullet meant. I gazed over to Yoongi who has now in the middle of that commotion with Namjoon a moment ago has moved across the room towards their bar, already chugging down what looks like scotch and pours himself another.

Jimin however was gripping onto the book as if his life depended on it. His eyes glued to the page he was on, nails embedded into the leather as he clenches his jaw. His body was shaking too and it looked rather scary to see him like that. He reminded me of what a ticking time bomb would look like.

"I'm sorry but what doe the colour black have to do with anything?"

I whispered to Taehyung after he sat back down next to me. Taehyung licked his lips before leaning in close to me.

"Every mafia group as their own brand, colour. We paint the tip of the bullets so when you kill someone, that target its marked as your own to show others what you did. It can be used as threats, branded or just showing off. Our colour was purple where as we were told your fathers colour was red." Taehyung

"But that wasn't a red bullet Taehyung."

I whispered back to him, eyeing up Jimin cautiously.

"We know that now. It was our uncles colour." Taehyung

Suddenly there was a loud bang and Jimin was standing as he screamed at the top of his lungs before the table in the middle was flipped across the room, thankfully in the opposite direction that I was in.

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!! WE DID ALL THAT TO AN INNOCENT FAMILY FOR FUCKING WHAT?? NOTHING!!" Jimin

Jimin suddenly whipped his body around to face me, glares at me once more before he jumps over the couch and runs out the room. Taehyung sighed from beside me and slumped down against the couch while Namjoon and Hoseok just stared into the direction Jimin ran off to but then continued like nothing happened.

"I'll go check on him." Yoongi

Yoongi drank the last of his scotch and walked off out the room after Jimin.

The room filled with silence but in the background I could hear Jimin's shouting and screaming and even more things breaking through out the house.

Finally they know that everything they have done to me, was for nothing.