Taken || SKZ

[Chapter 71]

A/N i just spent a few days rereading this book. lowkey almost exploded WDYM ITS BEEN OVER A YEAR SINCE THE LAST CHAPTER im literally so sorry guys omfg.. anyways.. hopefully i don't vanish again LMAOOO also that pic is mine i saw them this year again im so happy ahhhh

It was a silent, boring life.

You would think things would get more interesting- but after the battles, everyone fell silent.

I was trapped in this boring, cold prison warehouse. Alone.

The only person I had from my life before was Kara. She was put under surgery, and had been heavily sedated since.

My father kept carrying on about the new era. A new world. That he was going to crush every other leader like a bug. Those 'BTS fellows were first for laying a hand on his precious daughter.'

I disagreed. I feel like Hyunjin had tampered with my heart more.
Well, and Minho was responsible for leaving me here.

I had wandered the place restlessly, after my father laid out the bare-bones of his plan of destruction.

My phone had broken during the fights, and I couldn't contact anyone.

I felt the need to warn them all. But why? Jungkook, Hyunjin, Lee Know... none of them were my friends.
It was all a facade to gain my trust.

Kara and Gabs were likely the same. But what could I do?

I trusted Kara. I had to. She was stuck here, in a weak position.
She had no choice but to be the one to take my father's life.

I wouldn't resent her for that. Her parents lost their lives to mine; and she forgave me.
Well, she knows I wasn't at fault; but she gave herself into my mother's words, in facade for protection.

Of course, she was gravely injured, she wasn't going to object to treatment.
I hazily remember the day. A blubbering mess of a man, and a wife sobbing to spare her child before a bullet to the head.

That same child weeped and screamed and cried. Further sounded by the bullet wedged in her thigh.
But there were alarms after I was whisked away. Said same child killed a guard my father cared about dearly- karma, no?

So she was a 'hit list victim.'
A ghost. She vanished.

And she became forgotten. Until now.

It didn't make sense. Did our mothers know one another? Why would mine adopt a child of a traitor?

"You've been sitting in thought for awhile," Kara commented, as I laughed awkwardly, poised by her bedside as she sat up, my mother rewrapping gauze around her stomach.

"Oh- I've just been thinking. Father plans to start the fights within the next few days." I said, as my mother clicked her tongue.

"He's an idiot." She said, pulling Kara's shirt back down.
"No one will listen to him, he does know that."

"Yes but he has over one hundred-" I was cut off by Kara this time.
"Foot soldiers are useless, to be fair, other than aggressive destruction, they're not specific enough."

"I agree fully. You sound just like your mother," My mother said to her, as Kara just glared up.

"That's ironic for you to say, saying you stole me from her." Kara spat.

"Ah, correction, she asked me to. Maybe I should explain it to you properly." My mother sighed, standing behind me, "I'm sure you'd like to know as well, Y/N."

"I mean I guess so-"

"Fantastic! Let's go back almost a decade..."

"You keep missing payments, I can't keep holding you up for your daughter's sake," my mother had said to kara's mum, as she shook her head.