♡Maybe I Don't Hate You | Yeongyu/Beomjun♡

Yeonjun's POV | 43

"You're not slick man. Pull whatever it is out of your pocket, and I'll kill you." I said quietly.

"Not if I shoot you first." He whispered back. "Just like you shot our father."

Jongho?...

"Do it. I dare you." I said again with a grin on my face that he couldn't see. "Someone's put on  some weight."

I pulled my gun out of my bag quietly with one hand while still holding him in the same position.

"Do you have any idea how much he meant to me Yeonjun?" He whispered, still not being able to turn around.

"Do you have any idea what he fucking did to me? He deserved it. Choi Jongho, listen to me. Take out your weapon, and I'll kill you the way I killed him. And you know very well that everyone knows not to report Yeonjun to anyone. They all know better than to snitch on me."

We were located behind a series of tall buildings, and there was fog beginning to build up. The atmosphere grew more tense as the rest of the people were nowhere to be found. The sky grew cloudy and I felt the first drop of rain.

I scoffed. "You really went out of your way to try and kill me over something that happened years ago? He was my father."

"He was mine too."

"Your adoptive father." I clarified.

"Before I found out that he was also my uncle. You killed my fucking uncle."

"And I'm about to kill my cousin. What's the point of doing this? You're wasting time." I let go of him.

"I watched you do it. I saw everything. I saw the way you planned it out, I heard what you were saying to yourself in your room before you did it. I still can't believe you got away with it. All cause you had money. And class."

"How did you know I was here?" I asked.

"I was gonna just report you to the cops, but I thought murder would be more thrilling. That's why I waited so long... so my hands could be marked with your blood."

"Jongho... you sound insane."

"He was everything to me. He was the father I never had." He continued. And now I don't have one at all!" He pushed me with all his force, causing me to lose balance and stumble backwards.

"Hah, well at least he was nice to you. Jongho, that man abused me in all sorts of ways you could ever fucking imagine! Physical abuse, mental abuse, sexual abuse! ALL OF IT! For you to want to avenge his death is fucking sick. Every day he would touch me in all sorts of ways to make me feel bad for liking boys. And nobody ever believed me when I said anything. It hurt. It hurt so bad."

He scoffed.

"Scoffing? Seriously? What, are you jealous or something?"

He slowly raised his gun and pointed it at me.

"Jongho."

He then turned it toward his own head.

"Jongho!"

"I'm only ever associated with you. Nobody ever sees me as Choi Jongho. I'm always Yeonjun's adopted brother. Not even Yeonjun's brother. Adopted. People always ask me: how's Yeonjun? Nobody EVER asks me how I am. I try, and try and try to make a name for myself so I can be acknowledged and remembered, but nobody cares."

"Sooo... you wanna shoot me to prove your worth?..."

That's dumb but whatever I guess.

"Every day, I think about how you took the only person I've ever loved, away from me. I saw it all. The arguments. The blood. The screams. The gunshots. The brains. And nobody ever caught you."