"Shh... Calm down. It's okay. Nothing's gonna happen to you. No one's going to know. Even if something happens I'm sure Madame, would take care."
Jungkook said as he hugged the scared 14 year old girl in his arms. She was still covered in blood. She was shaking. Her body was getting colder every second yet she was also feeling a raise of heat in her blood. She also was shivering yet there were sweat painted all over her. She was motionless. Kiera felt light headed. Her palms tightly held Jungkook's white, equally bloody, tee shirt.Kiera wasn't scared that she just killed someone. She was just not feeling emotions she knew. She was feeling something overflowing out of her. Six bullets weren't enough for her anger to vanish completely. Neither were that woman's dead body enough to heal all her woes.
She was shaking and everytime she reimagined the dead body she was smiling. It gave her a sense of pride. She threw that woman into the dumpster for death just as she had thrown the infant into the dumpster.
Jungkook was scared for her. She was not well. She had became anorexic and weak. But yet she was oh so strong. She was a Queen. She was natural with the gun."Is it true Kiera?"
Kim Su-Bong bent down towards Kiera. The teen was sitting there still. Blood reaking out of her body from small stretches of wounds made by fine leather. Kim Su-Bong stared Kiera down with her cold, Yang Sanpaku eyes. She lifted Kiera's chin by her long bony index finger,
"Answer before I do something worse to you and your friends!"
"Yes ."
She pushed Kiera away and spat at the ground,
"You bastards broke rules. But taht's what you've been taught anyways. Since you decided to choose murder, you may do it all your life. Now, form a team and train. You would soon be given a mission and if you fail... Then..."
"Then what Madame?"
Kim Su-Bong laughed, but soon held Jungkook by his chin, digging her long nails in his well sculpted face,
"I kill all 6 of you bastards!"
She threw Jungkook on the ground and kicked him. He spat a mouthful of blood,
"You can't do that!"
Jungkook screamed as she took out a very dull knife and eyed it,
"You don't know what I can do, you ungrateful motherfucker!"
She started slashing Jungkook's smooth skin as he screamed and cried.
Kiera's vision started becoming blurry. Her body hit the hard wood floor. Her ears started ringing. Tears made their way to her eyes as she heard Kim Su-Bong torturing Jungkook. She tried opening her mouth but Jungkook's crues were even louder. She gathered the last bit of strength in her and screamed..."NO!"
Kiera jumped up. Tears flooding her eyes. She was again in the hospital wing. Namjoon dashed towards her,
"Kiera. It's okay! Nothing's gonna happen! It was just a nightmare."
Namjoon's assuring words weren't working on her. Cause Kiera knew this was what she lived through. She screamed,
"No Doc! It's not just a fucking nightmare! It's the reason I am a Queen today! People bow their heads to me with fear cause I was once afraid. There were times where I was a stupid, weak, fear driven child! Ace suffered so much for me cause I never tried about planning much!"
Kiera buried her face in her palms. Namjoon couldn't differentiate between her sweat and her tears.
Taehyung pushed through the door. He was relieved,
"Kiera, you are up!"
"Of course she's up Tae. But she just had a nightmare and her brain is now immensely tensed up!"
Namjoon whisper shouted at him. Taehyung's face drained out off the last bit of colour left. He scratched his nape,
"Can I get a bit of alone time with her?"
"Yeah man sure. I mean my shift's bout to end anyways."
Namjoon jerked his shoulder. He cursed the time. Why did it have to end this early? He enjoyed her company. But she needed Taehyung more. And Namjoon needs to help her stay sane, she is his friend.Taehyung hugged her tight. She burued her face in his chest. The cologne. It was making her feel so peaceful.
"Shh... Calm down. Nothing's gonna happen to you. Even if something happens I'm sure we would take care."
Kiera felt a tug. It was Jungkook's tone. Taehyung was like Jungkook. He knew what to do to calm her down. She started crying even more.
"I'm a weak little dumbhead just as they said..."
She sobbed. It was really getting on her nerves that she had her walls down. But she couldn't help it. She doesn't know why tho.
"No you are not weak."
Taehyung kissed the top of her head. He was feeling a strange feeling in his heart when Kiera was sobbing. He desperately wanted her to stop crying. But she was helpless. She had no control.
"Then...why-uh-ah-am... You know...crying..."
"Showing your emotions don't make you weak. Instead they are the strongest thing a human can possess. Don't hide it Kiera. You are just hurting yourself by hiding your tears. Accepting yourself for you means to be the strongest in the bunch."
Taehyung said as he cupped her face in his long beautiful palms. He kissed her fluttering eyelids. She was shaking and her breathing was hitched. Her nose was red and runny. Her face was all heated up. This was the first time Taehyung had seen a bit of colour on her charming face. Yet it was heartwrenching for him. She looked so worn out.
"It's hard for you. This things can be traumatic. And you just told me how you murdered a woman..."
"I didn't just murder a woman. I murdered my biological mother."
Kiera said, still in Taehyung's arms. She didn't regret. Not a single bit.
"Just giving birth to a child doesn't make them a mother. A mother is a child's shelter. Someone who keeps them close to them when in times of need. Someone who secures the child with sacrifices. To be honest, you did commit a crime. But I can see why."
Kiera looked into Taehyung's deep eyes. Those eyes were not lying. He really was caring for her. She felt proud of him. He was stepping out of the prejudiced thought process after all. He was supportive of her. He just knew how to calm her without just saying things as if the niggtmare is just an imagination.
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Bittersweet
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