The Invincibles-KTH FF (BOOK II)

-EIGHTY THREE-

His face was void of all emotion, but he nodded. Taking the gun, I held it at his kneecap before pulling the trigger. He wouldn't feel it that much, but it would hurt like a bitch in a few hours.

"I said, am I clear?"

"Yes!" he hissed.

"Good." Patting his head, I walked over to the bleeding man and I thought about ending him quickly but decided against it. Pushing his chair back, I stared at him as he lay on his back gasping for air but the holes in his lungs kept them from inflating.

"New shoes," I said to him before putting a hole in both of them and dropping the gun by his face. "Never mind."

Fixing my tie and suit, I walked out the back door where Namjoon was leaning in the alleyway smoking while the snow fell around him. He looked me up and down slowly before shaking his head.

"Clean up crew?" he asked.

Nodding, I pulled out my phone. "Is the camera up in Eunwoo's room?"

"Yea. Just put in the code."

Seeing him made me relax. Not much, but enough that I felt as though I could breathe. All I wanted was to be with him now. Seeing Jisoo rock him back and forth didn't sit right with me. Y/N would be pissed if she saw any other woman—especially Jisoo—holding Eunwoo for so long.

Y/N, where the fuck are you?

"Taehyung, it's 11:30 p.m."

Which meant thirty-one minutes until Shin-hye called, and that was the last fucking time I was doing anything on that bitch's time.

Staring as Jisoo kissed Eunwoo's head, I pushed hard against my temples and sat back into the seat.

"Take me home."

Y/N'S POV

Holding my breath, I waited until I heard the wooden floors creek louder and louder as he came towards the bed. All I could see were his feet. I cradled the gun to my chest knowing that I had to move fast. The second he looked out the barred window, I slid out slowly, shooting him in right through the heart. He buckled and I didn't waste any time. I grabbed his neck and twisted.

Stripping him of his guns, two grenades, and knife, I placed them into my jeans before rushing towards the phone.

"That bitch," I whispered. She had cut all the lines.

I couldn't wait. Running into the hallway, I didn't bother hiding. I knew she had cameras everywhere. She already knew where I was, and the only chance I had was to keep moving, the only problem was I had no clue where the fuck I was going.

"There! here she is" was all I heard before bullets came flying towards me, shattering a flower vase, art and furniture.