Kim Y/n was the youngest daughter of the biggest Mafia King... along with seven blood-related brothers...
When she was 5 years old, she and her other brothers got Kidnapped by 8 different gangs...
Years passed and they all have their own lives now...
(Y/n POV) It's 11 by the time I finish cleaning up the dishes and tidying up the whole house I'm about to head upstairs since everyone else is already asleep in their rooms when I hear the door open. I take my gun out and slowly walk over to the door as quietly as possible. I get ready to shoot paying close attention to the sounds but stop as soon as I see Namjoon, Suga, and Hobi walk in I drop the gun. They all look so tired, by the looks on their faces I can tell it was a narrow escape.
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"What the heck are you looking at?" Suga scoffs, getting a glass of water for himself and gulping the whole thing down in one go. I looked at them once again, examining all of them with my eyes. Something happened, and that something was big– they were all pale, and they all had a few cuts on their faces. "What happened to the three of you, I thought you could fight?" I look at the three of them breathing heavily. "Do you want me to call Jin to help, he's more capable than the other three at basically everything or I could-" "We're fine," Namjoon huffs taking off his shirt, revealing minor cuts. "I should get the fir-" I turn around to go to the cabinet, but my actions are interrupted by a harsh tone. "Y/N. We're. Fine." Namjoon says with each breath he exhales. "We're fine..." his voice quiets down a bit as I slowly turn back. "Just- Just go sleep, we'll talk tomorrow." Hobi stops me from talking before I can even begin. He gives me a stern look "Go." "Amateurs." I roll my eyes as I walk away... "I would've done much better..." I mumble heading to my room.
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I get in bed and stare at the ceiling, I didn't feel like sleeping tonight, but I don't try to fall asleep like a normal person. Instead, I take out my phone and stare at the screen for a bit, I should call Ari, at least to thank her, but I can't bring myself to do it. She betrayed me, she betrayed our friendship, and that relationship has been broken for well over 10 years. I know she wasn't thinking straight when it happened but she risked it all for what? The impossible. She was born into a family of manipulators, but I knew that, and yet I remained oblivious —to the fact that she shared the blood of those monsters too— till the very end. I wasn't ready for the effects, of being all alone in this world, where everyone just saw me as a young girl waiting to be used as a fucking cum-bucket. I had to make a mark on this world, big enough to let them know that I am not any damn girl, I am Y/n. Kim Y/n. But fate is inevitable, what happened, happened, and frankly, there was no changing all that happened. I just hope that Ari and I can be close again. I won't forget what she did, and I don't expect her to forget what I did to her, but if we could just maybe forgive each other that would mean a whole lot to me, it would mean a whole fucking lot to me. I'm about to put my phone away, but my mind has different plans for me. I get up walk out of my room, and search the drawers and cabinets downstairs. College papers, guns, bullets, more useless papers, car keys, pens, and finally! A not-well-kept business card with Ari's contacts on it "Yes I did it. I'm amazing" I felt accomplished. "What the fuck are you doing awake?" I hear a voice and obviously, it's the worst of my brothers, Jimin. Wait, since when have I been referring to them as my brothers, even if it's just in my head?
"Are you deaf along with being a dumbass bitch," he shakes me a bit, to which I push him away. "I'm just getting a snack," I say heading to the fridge. "You? Snack? Since when?" he mocks walking behind me. "Since when do you eat voluntarily?" "When I feel hungry, and besides why are you awake? Like go fucking sleep instead of annoying the hell out of me," I look up at him as I take out a tub of vanilla ice cream. "I couldn't fall asleep," he walks up to the pantry taking out some Pringles and peanut butter and pickles. I take out the pretzels and a jar of jam. I take a few scoops of ice cream in a bowl, put a few spoonfuls of the jam, and throw in some pretzels, and some cinnamon powder on top. "Really?" he says looking at me as if I was eating a monstrosity, which I get but at the same time, no I don't get it. "What?" I say with food in my mouth. I swallow the food before talking again "Okay, for starters, you can't be talking either. Peanut butter, pringles, and pickles? That sounds gross." "Not as gross as yours, it's a mess of sweet, salty, fruity, and cinnamony?" he rolls his eyes as he goes back to eating his gross as fuck whatever you call it. "You can't say that if you hadn't tried it" "Neither can you, and yet here we are." "Fine" I take a pringle out of the classic cardboard tube, dip it into the peanut butter, and put a pickle on top. I shove it into my mouth and surprisingly it tasted good-ish. Better than the stuff in school lunches, whatever that shit is. "Not too bad," I take the tube of Pringles. By the time I finished the whole tube of Pringles my entire bowl of ice cream was gone, "It wasn't the best but edible." He says as we both clean up after ourselves. "You eat a lot more than you do around us," he says and I just roll my eyes in response. We both go on our own ways back to our bedrooms, and I look at the business card as I sit in bed it's 12:48 now and it is late. My eyes are heavy as I stare at my phone... but I wasn't thinking, I just type in the phone number and cross-check it a few times "xxx-997-8796, got it." After a few minutes of thinking I finally texted her.
Messages
12:51 am
Y/n: Hi
Y/n: Ari i'll get straight to the point
Y/n: I know we've had our difference but i wanna have meet up with u again
Y/n: A second chance at our friendship
Y/n: Please just respond don't ghost me or leave me on read
Y/n: Ari im really sorry for what i did but we both messed up bad Sent
I turn off my phone, put it down next to me, and finally go to sleep...
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"How the fuck is she not awake yet, we literally threw her off her bed" I see Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook standing above me, as I lay on the floor, my back and hips aching after whatever stupid thing they did just now. "Why the heck am I on the floor?" I stand up slowly holding onto one of their hands, "You could wake me up politely instead of being a pain in my ass in the morning." "Morning my ass, it's noon, besides we only woke you up since Hobi Hyung told us to. Personally, I enjoyed the peace and quiet," I roll my eyes and head to the bathroom and do my morning routine. I brush, shower, dry my hair, brush my hair, and all the other useless shit- cross that out, all the other useful shit we do in the morning. I check my phone for any messages from Ari. None. As expected. It's been 4 days since I texted her, she didn't even check them.
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I walk downstairs only to get weird-ass looks from the maknae line, all of them were just staring at me as if I did something wrong, and I for one, am never wrong. "What?" I say sitting down in the empty seat of the table, it was like routine now, we all sat together, ate together, and worked together, it's annoying but it works out as long as no one tries to total control. "It's like 8 degrees out, no way you're wearing that," Jungkook says and they all just agree. "You're not in control of me. Wait- where is the Hyung line?" "Mission." This is the only details I get from Taehyung. "And for your information, we ARE in control of you. Namjoon Hyung left us in charge," Jimin says walking up closer. "He left the three blind mice in charge, great. Just great."
Not gonna lie, personally I felt that this chapter was kinda cringe, so uhmmm... You can deal with that and I will try to make my next chapters better. I also am so so so sorry for not posting this long. I hope this will make up for that.
I hope you liked it, If you have any advice, suggestions, or questions ask me/ tell me. I'm more than happy to answer or reply to anything
