WARNING: This chapter contains violence.
"They're..." You looked at the two figures. "My mother and father."
Everyone's eyes grew wide and slowly turned their heads towards your mother and father.
"Ahh Jiae. My sweet daughter." Your father cooed. He sickenly smiled at you. So did your mother. "Why don't you join us?"
"Join you?" You scoffed. "For what?"
"A new revolution." Your mother's arm's spread wide. "We will erase the world of evil and create a new utopia. Jiae, join us. Help us create that utopia." Your mother extended her hand towards you.
"No. This is all wrong! Why are you doing this?!" You yelled.
"We only want your happiness." Your father frowned.
"Happiness?" You chuckled and moved infront of Jin. "What happiness have i EVER received from you? You two, who had supposedly "died" and left me to fend off on my own. You were never a father to me and you never will be! And you mother, your actions are disappointing." You gritted your teeth and restrained from crying. Jin held your hand and squeezed it hard. Telling you it was alright and to let it out.
"You don't understand Jiae. I had to leave you. I needed to create a group of us who were willing to make a utopia. You, however, were too young. So your mother had stayed with you until you turned 18." Your father lowered his eyes. "You're 19 now. We had to."
"Jiae. To gain something, you must sacrifice another. In this case, we decided to sacrifice you." Your mother explained. "But alas, we are reunited. Don't you miss your parents?"
You held Jin's hand tightly.
"You two are not my parents. I don't care if i was born by you or not. But i do not consider you two my parents and for sure i will not join." You said it. The words that were stuck in your heart ever since they appeared. They weren't your parents. They were strangers to you.
"Oh my." Your mother frowned. "I thought you had more intelligence then that."
You froze. The glare your mother had given you just now was like looking at Medusa. You felt fear crawl up your skin. Your mother seemed scary and deadly.
"Well if you won't join us. We should kill you. It's not like we want this leaking to the public." Your father sighed. You jolted. The boys readied their weapons.
"Oh here sweetie." Your mother reached behind her, pulled out a gun and tossed it at you.
"N-no. I don't want to!" You dropped the gun.
"Oh honey." Your mother cruely smiled. She aimed her gun at Jungkook and shot his leg.
"AHH!!!" Jungkook cried. He dropped to the floor and gasped.
"JUNGKOOK!" You cried. You and the boys ran towards him.
"Use the gun sweetie." Your mother commanded. You quickly reached for the gun.
"T-there. I have it now. Happy?" You cried. Hearing Jungkook groaning in the background.
"Of course not." Your father smiled. "Shoot your boyfriend."
Your heart dropped.
"What?"
"Shoot your boyfriend." Your father said.
"I can't!" You cried.
"Oh dear." Your mother shook her head disapprovingly. She shot Suga's arm.
"AGH AISH!" Suga cried and kneeled on the floor.
"STOP THIS!!!" You cried and held the gun up to your parents.
"Omomo. You're gunna shoot us? AHAHAHA." Your mom laughed and shot Jimin's shoulder.
"AHHHH!!!" Jimin cried so badly.
"Please stop hurting my friends." You cried. You looked around. Your friends rapidly lost blood. Jungkook had held his leg and tears ran down his face. Suga held his arm and heaved heavy breaths. Jimin held his shoulder and bit his lips so hard he was bleeding.
"We just want you to kill your boyfriend." Your father said. "It's not that hard."
You looked at Jin.
"Jin..."
You raised the gun at him.
"J-Jiae?!" Jin was astonished and so were the boys.
"Maybe you do have sense inside your head afterall." Your mother laughed.
"Jiae. What are you doing?" Jin's voice wavered. You fought back the tears.
"Jin... I'm sorry...." Your heartbeat resounded across the room.
*BANG*
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Hello hello! It's a double update today! This chapter and the next might just be my worst ahaha. Well. It's here.
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