Beyond the Camera

Chapter 20

*Mentions of rape and murder*

Elias P.O.V

I was angry. I was really angry. Why did Chan's dad say that he cared for his son when he pulled a gun on him? How the fuck was that right? And why did Seungmin have to get hurt? The fuck was that? I sighed as I pulled into the driveway of the cabin. My team was already there and cleaning up when I walked in. Thomas was my main guy. He walked over to me with a frown.

"What the hell happened here and who is that guy in the basement?" I sighed.

"Don't worry about the guy in the basement. Leave him there. Clean up this mess though." He turned to Chan's father.

"Isn't that Chris's Father?" I nodded.

"It is."

"Why is he dead?"

"Chris shot him. Don't ask. It was a fucked up situation."

"Does this mean the war is over?" I smiled.

"Well, Chris isn't taking over and he's lost me for good so yes. The war is over. Make sure to wipe him clean of prints and destroy the gun. This cannot lead back to Chan." He hummed.

"I could never understand how you hate everyone in the Bhang clan except him." I shrugged.

"He's my brother. He will always be my brother and he didn't do anything wrong."

"He caused a lot of bloodshed though." I nodded.

"Not willingly. It was his father's doing. Either way, make this disappear. I call you when I'm done with the guy in the basement." He nodded and continued with his task. He was the only one who ever talked to me directly. Everyone else kept their heads down for fear of making me angry. They hadn't realized how much I'd changed. I had Chan to thank for that but also my little brother. Not that anyone knew about my little brother. Hell, I'd only just found out but I was happy. It felt like I'd become a completely different person in the last two days. I didn't know whether to be sad or happy about that. I turned to the guys and frowned.

"No matter what you guys hear, not a soul opens that door." They nodded as I opened the door and went downstairs. I was surprised to see a relieved look on his face when he saw me.

"Well, this is interesting. Are you that scared for Seungmin?" He turned away and frowned. "Tell me, who are you?" He spit at my feet. I could only smile before kicking him in the shin. He grunted. "I've had a really shitty two days so do me a favor and just tell me." He sighed.

"Why should I be honest with you? You locked me down here and then let a homicidal manic get near me." I raised a brow.

"Chris? A homicidal maniac? Please." He huffed.

"No. Seungmin. He's out to murder me." I laughed.

"That little one isn't capable." He looked at me with incredulous eyes.

"Oh? Look at my thigh." I glimpsed down. My eyes widened. Seungmin did that? An 'x' was carved into his thigh along with a smiley face carved into the middle. A part of me was terrified while the other part was proud. He broke out into hysterical laughter.

"What the hell are you laughing about?"

"It runs in the blood, huh?" I raised a brow. "Oh, don't tell me you don't know about Seungmin," I growled.

"How the hell do you know?" His smile brightened.

"Don't you know? Chan is my half brother." How the... "I know what you're thinking. Truth is, my dad couldn't keep it in his pants and my mother was a bragger. When I found out, I contacted my father and he gave me the task of breaking little Seungmin. Who would have thought he was fucking crazy. It made sense though. His dad was a boss of the mafia after all. It's only natural that his sons would end up batshit crazy." I sighed. It all made sense.

"Why are you talking now?" He shrugged.

"I'm going to die no matter what. I mean, I raped your little brother many times. Then I murdered your father. It's safe to say I'm not getting out of here alive." My blood boiled. Seungmin hadn't told me about that part. I picked up the knife and finished the carving Seungmin had started. He screamed.

"That's for my father." I slashed his other thigh and dug the knife in deep before slashing another line. "And that is for hurting my little brother, you bastard." I dropped the knife and turned around. "I would kill you myself but I think Seungmin would prefer to. I can assure you that I'll get plenty of pleasure from him doing it himself. Have a nice time in hell." I left then. I heard him yell in frustration but I ignored it. I had a lot going through my head as I walked up those stairs. I hated myself for finding out too late. I hated Jaejun for what he did to Seungmin. I hated Chan's father for being such a coldhearted bastard. I hated my father for dying before I got the chance to meet him. I hated my mother for not telling Seungmin about me. I hated my adoptive parents for giving up before it ever really started. I knew Chan's father probably had something to do with that. I hated Chan the most because he got out. He found a reason to change and I was still here in this shitty world with no one to pull me out. I stopped right before I opened the door and wiped the tears from my eyes. Life fucking sucked but I was selfish. I was so selfish. I was complaining about hating my life while my little brother was in a coma from getting shot. I had to get back to him. I had to tell Chan what I'd learned. I finally opened the door without sparing a glance at my guys. Chan was going to be angry but this had to be done. I had to tell Chan my truth and Jaejun's.

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I hope everyone liked this chapter. Thanks so much for reading. There are 8 chapters left. I promise things will get lighter soon. Bye, lovelies.

-Thea