The Invincibles-KTH FF (BOOK II)

-THIRTY THREE-

Suho glared at the man.

"I would take a page out of the Passion of fucking Christ, chain him to the wall and take his skin off with whips...and for the heck of it, I'd roll him in salt." He spat at his feet.

"You can do better, Suho." I smiled, drinking my milk.

"Crucify him upside down?" He grinned, looking down at me.

"I see someone's been going back to church." Suho wasn't a very religious person, but every once in awhile, he would spend weeks at church. I wasn't sure why, but hey, whatever worked for him.

The rapist mumbled, fighting against his chains as if that was going to help him. I wanted to watch him suffer slowly.

"I'm sorry, you have balls in your mouth. I can't hear you," I told him before taking a bite. He glared, barking out something I didn't understand.

"I think he is insulting you, ma'am. May I demonstrate?" He seemed eager.

"Sadly no, it's Jisoo's kill and she's going to kill him, even if takes her all night." I frowned. "But we can suggest it as an option. I've never seen a man crucified before."

TAEHYUNG'S POV

I do not have time for this shit.

"Kim Jisoo, get your ass out here and kill this motherfucker, I have shit to do," I yelled at the oak door. I could still hear her sobbing.

"You're not helping!" Jin yelled at me, but the moment his eyes met mine, he backed down, as he should.

Staring at the two hundred year old oak door with the hand-carved family crest that my mother had imported from Ireland, I thought about how easy it would be for me to just blow a hole through it and drag her out. Pinching the bridge of my nose, I could feel my father's eyes on me. He wanted to see how well I could handle the family. He was always watching me and it pissed me off sometimes.

Sighing, I took a deep breath and stepped forward. "Jisoo, I don't understand your pain, nor will I ever. Nothing I can say will reverse the shit you went through. However, right now you have been given a chance at justice very few people in this life get. You are a Kim. We don't cry, we don't get even, we bend the scale in our favor and leave it there. I have too much to do to sit here and listen to you disgrace this family. If you're not out of there in five seconds, Jin will divorce you. He won't want to, but he will do it because I will make him. And his next wife won't be such a fucking wuss."

"You're an asshole, Kim Taehyung," she yelled, bursting out of the room before storming down the marble hallway. Jin shook his head at me, his jaw clenched, before he followed after her.

Namjoon and my father just stared at me. "Is there a reason why you bitches are staring?"

"Nope, I will go...make myself useful." Namjoon said and under his breath. I could have sworn the motherfucker muttered, "The mad hatter strikes again."

Y/N'S POV

Hearing the door open, Suho and I turned to find Jisoo, her face puffy and red, her eyes focused only on Nahyuk.