SAVE ME ||A Kim Taehyung Fanfiction||

⫣60⫦ Blood Ruby

I turn to my father too.

He is exactly where I left him.
On the floor, staring at this scene in front of him.
Staring, right now, at the boy in front of him.

Namjoon.

It's a sight to be seen.

I know normal people would be scared of how he looks right now.
This calmness surrounding him, the cold, icy anger and yet this unnatural stillness to him.
And eyes, dark as night as he stares down the man he has been hunting for weeks.

But to me- this is the boy who held my family together.
No matter how dark he gets or cruel he sounds.
He is Namjoon.
He is the glue that keeps us together.

"T-this isn't possible... Y-you were... broken... I m-made s-sure of it."

I have to press my lips together in order not to laugh out loud.
Because Namjoon was smarter.
Namjoon beat him.
And my father lost.
Lost to a boy half his age.

"And I made sure you were convinced.
This has been an interesting game. Truly.
Even I couldn't tell who would win.
You're incredibly smart, I have to give you that.
But in the end, you still lost."

He has taken a step towards him while my father crawled back, but as those words reach him, he stops.
Stops and stares, before his eyes turn hard, his face going red from sudden anger.

I know why.

My father hates to loose.
Will never admit defeat, even as he lays on the ground.

"How have I lost? This isn't over, boy.
You think you can beat me?
ME?
I can have you all locked up in a heartbeat!
You will rot in prison and no one would even doubt a word out of my mouth.
You are nothing but lowlife.
You have corrupted my daughter, made her commit horrendous crimes!
And you have nothing against me.
And this?
I can have you arrested merely for entering my house.
I have surveillance everywhere.
I only need to show it to the police and you are done for."

I have listened.
I have waited.
But now I am done with this.
With him.

Because Namjoon is not the only one my father should be afraid of.
I step forward, out of Tae's arms and next to Namjoon's side.

"Oh, how wrong you are, dad."

I let it shudder through me.
The cold.
The anger.
The hate for this man.

Even if my boys are fine, it changes nothing about what he has done.
Because clearly, the things Seo-Joon told me, was the truth my father had also believed.
Had let it happen.

"L-Lian!" he snaps my way, a growl on his lips which I ignore.
He cannot scare me anymore.
He cannot hurt me.
Not while I stand next to Namjoon and my boys behind me.

"Are you really this blinded by those boys?
I really wanted to protect you.
But you leave me no choice.
If you continue this way, I cannot guarantee your safety.
Their fate will be yours."

I smile.
It comes natural.
And I know, without seeing it myself, that it is nothing but deadly.
Beautiful, but oh so sharp, cutting into my father now like the shards of glass on the floor, only deeper, right into that cold-blooded heart of his.

"You have, from the very start, underestimated me.
You thought I would not think ahead?
I am your daughter after all, am I not?
You once said I could not become a lawyer because I couldn't be ruthless?
How wrong you've been.
I can plan.
I can be ruthless.
I can be brilliant.
I made sure mother was out of the house tonight.
I made sure she got a call from the security company and oh so accidentally disable the security system.
There will be no evidence of what happens here.
And your dear, beloved son?
Well, he is currently rotting away in some abandoned farmhouse basement where I locked him in.
Probably screaming his lungs out.
About four days before dehydration sets in, right?
He's got about two more days then.
But now comes the best part."

I revel in the way his eyes widen in shock, every word out of my mouth having him shake his head in disbelieve.

I slowly lower myself to kneel in front of him and gently reach out to his face.