The Invincibles-KTH FF (BOOK II)

-FIFTY FOUR-

Stepping towards the door, the sad lump of shit that was my brother called out.

"Tae, she..."

"Don't make excuses!" I roared. I took a deep breath, trying to calm down before I blew his brains out in this hospital. "All I need from you is to find Joon and tell him to pick up his damn phone."

Stepping out into the hall, my mother stood waiting. The bundle of sunflowers that was once in her arms were now replaced with a first aid kit. Her eyes went straight to my lip before falling to the scratches on my arm and hand

"Excuse me, dear." She pulled a male nurse. "Can we get a private room please?"

"Mother."

"Ma'am, I'm sorry I can't—"

"Let me rephrase this, can you please show me and my bleeding son here to a private room in the hospital he helped fund and damn well near saved from bankruptcy?" Her voice was polite, but the grip she held on the nurse's arm screamed hostile.

Nodding, he pointed over to an empty bed. "I can handle his wounds."

"No thank you, dear." She patted his arm. "Come on, Taehyung..."

"Mother, I'm fine. Stop being ridiculous."

She stepped forward, and although I had to drop my head to meet her gaze, I knew better than to fight her on this. This...this was code for 'I need to talk to you, so shut the fuck up and listen.'

Pulling out my phone, I dialed, as we walked towards the private bed in the corner with the blue curtains.

"I knew one of you were going to need this." She sighed, pulling out the bandages.

"I'm fine. I would be a lot better if people would answer their fucking phones."

"Language."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "Honestly, mother?"

"I'm just trying to help you. Do your really want your son coming out swearing? You should prepare to censor yourself. Now, give me your hand." Obeying her, I tried once again to contact Nam, but he kept sending me to voicemail. Something was happening.

"Namjoon?"

"No," I hissed at the alcohol she poured on my cuts. "Work. Work I shouldn't have to do, but your daughter-in-law has become nothing but a growing cancerous pain in my...ah! Damn it, Eomma!"

"Stop being a baby." She laughed as she wrapped my hand. "Have you gotten any real sleep since this all started?"

I didn't answer, not because I hadn't slept, but because I knew she would say it wasn't enough. I spent most of the day watching over security tapes, Y/N's vitals, and contacts with the police.

"You were born with a short fuse, Taehyung. It becomes even shorter when you lose sleep."

"Sleep or no sleep, Jisoo crossed a line and I was so close to killing her just now."