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"FUCK!" Seokmin yelled as he punched his door since it was the only thing that wouldn't immediately crack in the home.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" He repeated as he continued to punch the door, each punch harder than the last with more impact as it gradually crushed his knuckles.

He couldn't believe he had let Joshua slip through his hands just like that. He had been so stupid to think he could ever have Joshua, not to talk of loving him and cherishing him like he was the only person in the world.

He didn't deserve that privilege and yet he had been given it and of course, he had to mess it all up by lying and lying and lying.

"Was it so hard to just say the fucking truth, you bastard?!" He berated himself as he punched the door again, screaming in pain at the impact on his knuckles which were now fully battered and bruised with a coat of blood on them.

He had made Joshua put a gun to his own head. He was a monster, he should have been dead. Why was he still alive?

He'd hurt so many people and still continued to live. Why didn't the universe send him his karma? Why wasn't he in his grave?

Maybe being alive was his karma. He had to remember all his horrible deeds, all his betrayals, all his foolish decisions, the last expressions on the faces of the people he'd hurt.

With his hardest punch yet, Seokmin fell to the floor in pain, biting down on his lip to stop himself from screaming the apartment complex down.

As he curled up in a ball on the floor, his pent-up anger and frustration changed into sadness as he began to weep again, his eyes welling up over and over.

The reality was persistent, hitting him in the face with no mercy.

He had lost Joshua.

Joshua wasn't his anymore.

Joshua hated him.

Joshua was gone.

Joshua would never come back to him.

.............

"Seokmim, why do you need my car?" Henley asked as he watched Seokmin step into his sleek, black Porsche. His eyes were bloodshot, doused in red and stained from all the crying.

"And what the fuck happened to your knuckles?" Henley raised his right hand, a mix of worry and shock coating his face. Seokmin swiftly pulled his hand away, not wanting to tell Henley anything.

"Nothing, I was just training... and I'll bring the car back in an hour, nothing more, nothing less." Seokmin promised and although he didn't state his purpose for wanting Henley's car, Henley trusted Seokmin enough to let him take it.

"Fine, I won't ask you anything, but I'm counting down, Seok." He gestured to the watch on his hand and Seokmin nodded before closing the car door, turning the car on and stepping on the accelerator, driving off.

As the car sped down the road, Seokmin had only one person in mind.

Yoon Jeonghan.

He was the only one who would be able to not only get this information but also relay it to Joshua on purpose. He had always been a conniving, jealous bitch.

Seokmin was prepared to teach him what happened when someone tried to take his people away from him... and succeeded.

Just like how he killed all the guards who had shot at Mingyu, he would kill Jeonghan viciously and bathe him in a tub of his own blood.

Seokmin drove even faster, his line of sight clouded by anger, hatred, regret, grief and pain.

He was in a lot of pain.

Because of Yoon Jeonghan.

Seokmin parked his car in front of Jeonghan's mansion, scoffing at the sight of his beautiful house which was worth millions of dollars. The car skid across his field, making a tire mark path on it.

He jumped out of the car, still controlled by rage as he walked to Jeonghan's front door and knocked. The door opened and Jeonghan stood before him, a confused expression on his face.

"What the fuck are you-"

Seokmin didn't waste any time, dragging Jeonghan by the neck beside him to the car, opening the door to the backseat and throwing him in, closing it immediately.

He quickly got back into the car, locking all the doors before Jeonghan could escape. His rational thinking skills had flown out of the window once Joshua had told him to get out.

What was left were strong emotions and feelings that took over his mind, controlling him harshly.

"Let me out, you deranged beast!" Jeonghan pulled at the handles of the door and Seokmin rolled his eyes, delivering a punch strong enough to knock Jeonghan out.

As Jeonghan fell unto the backseat, Seokmin relaxed into the drivers seat, starting the car again. "Finally, peace." He muttered before driving off again, his speed even faster than before, taking over all the cars on the road.

He was going to show Jeonghan no mercy just like Jeonghan had done to him by telling Joshua the truth.

Jeonghan would be lucky if he woke up tomorrow morning.

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"I don't fucking know what you're talking about!" Jeonghan shouted for the tenth time, earning his tenth punch from Seokmin who had strapped him to a chair in a basement...? He wasn't sure where he was exactly.

"You told Joshua you asshole! You told him about the plan, you told him who I really am!" Seokmin's hands cupped Jeonghan's neck aggressively, sucking the air out of him.

"It wasn't me, Seokmin, I swear." Jeonghan gasped, reaching for air but not finding any. Seokmin watched as Jeonghan's face started to turn pale, letting him go only when he was almost about to pass out.

"Then who the fuck was it?!" He kicked Jeonghan in the stomach, making him spit blood. "Haven't you heard the story Seokmin? How Judas betrayed Jesus? It's always those close to you dumbass, always." Jeonghan smirked despite the bruises Seokmin had decorated his skin with and his throat which had already started to turn purple.

Seokmin took Jeonghan's words into consideration and his mind, strangely enough, could only settle on one person.

Parker Rashford.

But it couldn't be Parker, right? Parker wouldn't do that to him. They were too close to hurt each other like that, right?

Jeonghan noticed the look of realisation on Seokmin's face and snorted, getting his attention. "It's exactly who you think it is, your "innocent" best friend." He started to laugh, irritating Seokmin who gave him a slap, shutting him up.

"Face it Seokmin, you wreak havoc everywhere you go. So why don't you just fucking die?" Jeonghan knew how provocative he could be, no matter what situation he was in.

After all, Seokmin had killed the love of his life.

So why did he deserve to have his?

"I'm not done with you Yoon Jeonghan." Seokmin reminded him before he left the basement, headed straight to Parker's house with the intent of asking him why and then after that?

Maybe sending him to hell.

As he left, Jeonghan rolled his eyes, the pain of his injuries weirdly didn't phase him, as he shook his body until a lighter fell out of his pocket. He carefully used his big toe along with his second toe to pick the lighter up and opened it miraculously with a wiggle of his feet.

He used the flame to melt the tape used the strap him to the chair, setting him free. He took the lighter from his toes, closing it and putting it into his pocket.

He made sure he heard the roaring sound of Seokmin's Porsche before he attempted to leave.

"Lee Seokmin, you're dealing with something far bigger than you." Jeonghan murmured to himself as he cranked open the window of the basement.

"It's not just about your fairytale romance."

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𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 - 06/10/2024
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