Mafia Fate | Jeon Jungkook x OC ✔️

Chapter 40

Yeri's POV

I stood there with the gun in my hands that he had told me to take out.

I stared at my father. I hadn't seen him in years. He looked almost the same, only his lip was swollen and bruised up and he looked like he could do with some water and food.

Other than that, he looked just like I remembered him.

I stood there for a fraction of time, my head not grasping the situation properly for a while. I couldn't tell how long I stood there for.

All I knew was that my head hurt too much and I felt completely numb; physically, mentally and emotionally.

If it wasn't for the pain in my head and the constant urge to just let it explode, I would have thought that I wasn't alive anymore.

When I felt the gun weighing my hand down I jerked back brought to reality.

"You want me to kill my own father?" I asked him.

"I do," he replied.

But would I be able to do it? I hated that man sitting in front of me. He gave me the biggest scars of my life and there was just no way I was forgiving him.

But could I see it in myself to take human life? Could I kill the man who was the cause of my birth?

Were my traumas worth it?

Was my entire existence worth killing him?

I looked at the gun in my hands. It looked so insignificant and harmless in my hand. It was only up to me to use it and be the monster.

I was torn, my being was tattered. How could I kill my own father? How could I take a human life just like that?

"Yeri."

A voice brought me out of my trance; the voice I hated the most in the entire world.

I slowly lifted my gaze to look at him. He looked at me as if memorizing my face for the very first and last time in his life.

He never said anything. He just sat there and waited for me to do anything. And his face looked so calm; it wasn't the face of a man who is about to be killed at the hands of his own daughter.

"Aren't you gonna say something?" I asked him after long minutes of silence which felt like eternities.

He looked as if he would break down but he didn't. He just smiled and shook his head. He didn't even say it out loud.

I turned to Jungkook who was looking at the scene without a single emotion rippling in the calm of his sea.

Why were men like that?

Both of their faces were so devoid of emotions that I wanted to slap them both very hard.

"Why are you so calm? Shouldn't you be begging me not to kill you? I am your own daughter after all."

I couldn't mask the sadness and disgust that filled my voice as I said the last line.

"There is nothing to beg for. I am aware of my fate," he replied.

I studied him for a moment.

"Isn't it ironic how you were the one who forced me to learn the use of a gun and tonight I am standing in front of you, ready to take your own life with the same thing you taught me?"

He said nothing but continued looking at me.

I scoffed.

"Before I complete this last mission, I want you to answer a few of my questions."