Unkept Promises

Ch 8

An: Guyssss, life has been keeping me so occupied. I am glad to say, I'm slowly getting back into things. I have been working on a cute toxic collab with my friend, called Baby Momma. The collabs usually become a priority but I had been updating other stories as well. Welcome back and before I forget, I still have ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/dde719 and will start doing sneak peeks on there again. I also opened up an announcement section on my AO3 page, so you guys are also in the loop of progress and things. This chapter is going to be a bit slow as it's going to start building more from this point. I wrote this to Something in The Way by Nirvana :)

You open the door, walk inside, and get ready to relax in the hot tub for a couple of hours. Every part of your body was extremely sore and though it was a bad idea to sit in the water with your brand-new scars. It will soothe your aching muscles. Just as you are about to climb in, Sybil comes out to the porch and lets you know that she'll start making your breakfast and if there is anything particular you want to eat. Smiling at her, "I'm fine with whatever you make." She jokingly smiles, "Pancakes with a rat poison garnish and cyanide mimosas." Scrunching up your nose, "...Not very funny Sybil." She chuckles while opening the sliding door, and retreats back into the kitchen.

You sat out there wondering when Yoongi would be back this time and if you should look around in the brothel for clues. Wondering who shot who, and how was it possible that you didn't hear a thing downstairs. The most important question of all was, where was Hoseok when all of this happened. So many thoughts are reeling through your mind but there is nothing you can do about it. After an hour and a half, you climbed out, feeling like a brand new woman. Tying the plush string of the robe around your waist, and slowly going up the stairs to wash and change into workout clothes. You went back downstairs to see that she was still cooking. You look over her shoulder, "It looks good, do you need help?" She smiles, "No, I got it. Oh shit before I forget. My husband lost his keys somewhere last night and he's coming to pick them up... Try to be on your best behavior... OK!?"

You chuckle, "Ok... wait., not you being married... Did I miss something?!" Sybil begins to smile, "Is it so unbelievable that I have a husband?" Shaking your head, "I-I thought you are in love with Yoongi. The way you always act with him, you literally follow him around like a puppy... I'm just a little confused." Her head cocks to the side as she wipes the tiny beads of sweat from her forehead, " ...Girl, even if I did love or like him, it wouldn't matter anyway, been there done that. He really wants you, besides my husband is also very beautiful and well... He keeps me very satisfied." You look at her while she speaks and notice her eyes don't sparkle like when Yoongi is mentioned, "But do you love him?! I do think it's a little strange." Sybil rolls her eyes, "Who needs a Yoongi when... My man is everything I need and want, ok. Hopefully, you find the same-"

Blurting out the first thing that pops into your head, "... Who wants to be married to someone who's not your soulmate?! You never answered my question but hey, it has nothing to do with me." She scoffs, "You talk a whole lot for someone who's pretending to mind their fucking business. You really need a hobby and I don't mean getting your back blown out every other day." You begin to smile, "...But that's part of the fun Sybil, I'm sure YOU remember." You sigh looking out of the window, "Did all his friends/clients also like it rough?" She looks at you, "Ummm, god it was so long ago but... Most of them yes until I met one... He looked like an angel, he took it easy on me every single time. Aside from Yoongi, he was definitely my favorite too..." Your head cocks to the side, "Oh yeah, so you decided to marry a client when you were in love with our boss!? That's fucking bizarre."

She sighs, "...Please, yn, no matter how I MAY have felt... You act like Yoongi and I would have made it work... Besides, I became this man's favorite too, and after I lost my..." She began to cry, "F-forget it... Your food is almost done." Helping her set up the table, "I-I never seen you so emotional but lost your what?!" Sybil swiftly wipes her tears away, "...It's not important," then she brings your food to the table. You were starving and started to eat quickly. After you were done, you went to sit in the living room drawing when eventually there was a knock at the door. Sybil rushes towards it and opens, "Hey baby, come in, let me get you my key." Your heart sank into your ass, seeing him walk in. Does she know that he spends a lot of time at the brothel, you thought as he sat down on the loveseat.