Book 3: Restart

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Day 75

Jungkook's Pov

I was back from work, my feet tired from standing the entire time. My same old vans hit the concrete practically in slow motion, my body in no rush to get home.

There were a ton of papers to grade that I was absolutely dreading, knowing damn well that I wouldn't get any sleep.

I decided to get a cup of coffee to keep me awake, sifting out a couple dollars from my wallet. That's when I heard yelling in an alleyway I was nearing.

I wanted to ignore it, but my curiosity got the best of me once I heard a name that I was familiar with all my life.

"That damn punk! He said that he spotted Yoongi around here! I'll kill that bastard once I get ahold of him!"

There were multiple Yoongi's, how could I be so sure that it was him?

"Hey, lady!" I was taken out of my thoughts when a guy my height came over to me, covered in tattoos and scars. I wasn't exactly frightened, knowing how to take care of myself.

"You're fucking tall for a lady. Are you a lady-boy?" I ignored the insensitive question, getting annoyed.

"What do you want?" The man only chuckled, the cigarette in his mouth practically falling over his chapped lips
"Have you seen this fella around here?"

He showed up a picture, a mugshot. I tried not to let it show through my face, my blood stopping cold as I looked and looked, recognizing the long thin barely visible scar between his forehead and eyebrow, his other scar near the corner of his lip, his skeleton hand tattoos. I looked at the number on the picture, seeing how Yoongi gripped the sign with a blank expression.

I was looking at the mugshot of Min Yoongi.

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Yoongi's Pov

This reminded me of the time where they were questioning me about being a drug dealer.

Everyone was in the living room, eyes on the coffee table in the middle. There was something face down on it. As my body got closer, I realized that it was a picture.

My eyes turned to Taehyung who was glaring at me. "What-?"

"Pick it up Yoongi." My eyes widened at the sternness in Jungkook's tone. I did as told, picking the picture up. While chewing on my bottom lip, I flipped it over.

I recognized it instantly.
It was my mugshot picture.
Anxiety started to build up in my stomach, a nasty feeling that made me feel like I was going to throw up.

I looked up from it, the others not daring to meet my gaze besides Taehyung and Jungkook. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!" I flinched at Jungkook's loud voice.

I couldn't get a peep out before she continued. "While I was walking home, I overheard some thugs were looking for you! THEY GAVE ME THIS PICTURE! NOW WHY THE FUCK DID YOU LIE TO US! YOU ARE PUTTING MY FUCKING FAMILY AND FRIENDS IN DANGER, MY THREE YEAR OLD DAUGHTER! STOP LYING TO US AND TELL US THE GODDAMN TRUTH! I DONT CARE IF I KNEW YOU FROM CHILDHOOD, I DONT CARE BECAUSE I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU, TO PUT MY FUCKING BABY IN DANGER!"

Sooyeon was crying, Namjoon already by her side rocking her back and forth, her head in his chest. Jungkook was furious, her face twisted up while she was also red. Hearing her baby's crying made her stop yelling, but she was still glaring at me.

"You can walk out that goddamn door if you are not going to explain yourself." I was speechless. The photo was still in my hand, displaying my mugshot photo.

I was breathing heavy, my head downward as shame spread through my entire body. God, this wasn't how it was supposed to go down. I wanted to cry so badly, curl up into a little ball and disappear.

I was downright embarrassed, embarrassed that they had to see me like this, in a position I never wanted to see myself in again. When I didn't speak Jungkook raised an eyebrow.

"Well?" I could see how angry she was in my peripheral vision, yet I still couldn't face her fully. I broke her trust. I promised her that Sooyeon wouldn't be in any danger. I promised.

"I-I should go." I let go of the photo hurriedly, not caring about how it ended up as I tried to make a break for the door without bursting into pathetic tears.

"Yoongi." Jimin was in front of me, holding my wrists which were shaking badly, my head down as I still refused to look up.

"I broke your guys' trust, I-I shouldn't even be here I should leav-" His grip of my arms tightened, my speed stopping as I registered the stinging pain that went up my spine and disappeared.

"Listen Yoongi. If you really want to go just please explain yourself first. We really don't want to be left in the dark." He let go, walking back over to the couch that he shared with Namjoon and Taehyung, a pleading expression on his face.

I finally decided to turn away from the door, my gaze still on the ground. If I was going to say this I was definitely not going to look at their reactions.

"I got involved with gangs, drugs, all that shit. Because of that I've made quiet a lot of enemies. In the photo I was arrested for drug possession. I was in jail for a while. I was sure that when I left everything was taken care of. I-I didn't know that they weren't gone. I-"

"What do you mean gone Yoongi?" Hoseok's persisting gaze didn't help me at all, making me even more nervous than before. "The guys after me were supposed to be dead or in prison. I didn't kill them though! My existence was also supposed to be erased too. I swear I didn't mean to put Sooyeon in danger on purpose I thought they were gone and that it was ok so-"

"Yoongi." I look over at the hand on my shoulder, soon looking into the eyes of Taehyung. He sighed, giving me a look.

"It's ok. We were all furious that you lied and put Sooyeon in danger, but now we can clearly see that it was accidental. Listen. You need to take care of whatever you need to do before you contact any of us ok? Gangs are no joke. Use methods that will keep you of jail, but for now we need you to cut off all contact. Once you are sure everything is taken care of, you'll be able to come over again."

I nodded. I couldn't be sloppy this time. Those guys needed to be gone for good.
"Now this is all for our safety so I'm sure you'll understand-"

"No- yeah- yeah you're right. I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to put you in danger. Uh, for now I won't be at work so tell Jae that I took a two week vacation. Also, you won't be able to contact me since I'll block your numbers so just know that. I won't be at my house either. Again, I am really sorry."

Taehyung's hand left my shoulder, nodding me towards the door where my hand was currently on the knob turning under my shaking fingertips.

I slammed the door shut, running away from Jungkook and Taehyung's house with tears streaming down my face. They don't trust me. They won't trust me, not after what just happened. I probably won't be able to see Sooyeon like I used to.

My nose was red, and I sniffled like crazy as I located my car. "Fuck!" I slammed the door closed and hurriedly started the engine, scared and hurt.

Nothing will be the same. It won't, I just know it. Those fuckers. They'll pay, they'll all pay. Once the engine started I speed off, not caring about my stupid ass seatbelt at the the moment.

I dialed a number and I'm the phone rang twice before it picked up.
"Hello?" I smiled at the voice.
"Jackson. When you get home I won't be there. The reason is that I have some unfinished business that I need to take care of that will take two weeks. Nothing will happen to me so don't worry, I'm just letting you know."

"Does it have to do with that gang shit? I told you that-"

"They could possibly be putting my only friends in danger. I don't want to see them dead Jackson. Please make sure they stay safe. Bye."

I didn't care about Jackson's last words as I hung up, heading towards the condo to pick up exactly what I needed to finish the job.

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Lynn~~