Born To Bleed - KTH FF (BOOK III)

-EIGHTEEN-

"I'll talk to Tae, but you have to promise me even though you're on her side, you'll make her see it from Taehyung's perspective. Y/N doesn't need a cheerleader, she needs a reality check. Got it?"

She frowned and nodded. "Fine. But do you need a cheerleader? It would be a shame to let such a good costume go to waste."

God bless her.

Y/N'S POV

This morning, true to form, Eunwoo woke up at three, screaming as if his head was on fire...and it was the greatest sound in the world. Taehyung and I jumped up off the floor and ran to him, but he didn't want us, he wanted his music. Taehyung was confused when I told him, but pressed play anyway. With seconds, Eunwoo began to calm down and I fed him his applesauce until he fell back to sleep.

Taehyung and I didn't speak other than that. Once Eunwoo went down, he looked like he wanted to go to bed but thought better of it and sat back against the opposite wall. He looked tired, but because he was an egotistical asshole, he wouldn't close his eyes until he thought I was asleep. And because I was stupid, I allowed him to think so. I hated him and I hated that he made me feel so vulnerable.

I needed a moment to clear my head and to shower. Evelyn had kept our room untouched like a time capsule. My shoes, makeup, clothing, everything was in the same place, including a note left to me by Ari. I knew if our room hadn't been touched then neither had hers and I'd been correct. I thought I would feel better after being in her room, but all I wanted to do was to get back to Eunwoo. Her glasses were still on the bedside table, her bed was still unmade, and the bat Jongsuk had given her after they'd gone to see the Seoul Cubs, rested by the dresser. Jongsuk had come to me privately and asked for the weekend off. Ari was pissed, hating the fact that he'd spoken to me behind her back. However, I told her to go. I didn't know how it turned out, I really didn't care to ask. She looked happy enough. Now Jongsuk was dead, and so was she. But at least he'd died with honor and loyalty. At least he hadn't betrayed me.

Walking over to the dresser, I grabbed the bat, and the first thing I swung at was her mirror. Swinging it with as much force as possible, I watched it shattered before I moved on to the lamp. I swung at it so hard it flew off the table before it splintered into a million pieces. It sparked once before going dark.

I unleashed my anger at Ari on her belongings. After that, I didn't care what it was, I just wanted it in pieces; the chairs, glass table. I swung at it all. Everything in this room was Ari, it was all a lie...the Ari I'd known was a lie.

"Ma'am?" I heard someone call out.

I glanced back to see Jimin standing in the doorway. Stopping mid-swing, I threw the bat onto the ground before fully turning to the door. Jimin, Suho, and Taehyung all stood there, staring at me and the destruction that I'd caused.

Maybe they thought I'd lost it...Maybe I had.

"I want to talk to everyone close to the family in the basement," I spoke directly to Taehyung. This wasn't up for debate.

He said nothing to me, but he addressed Jimin and Suho. "You heard her," he said to them, and within seconds, they were gone. Calling over a maid, he pointed into the room. "Have everything in here cleared out. I don't want to see any of it ever again."