Killers: Taeyeon

Taeyeon: 33

I opened my eyes, and when I looked up, I saw a tied up Baekhyun in front of me. What the fuck is going on? I thought he betrayed me again? Who is doing this to us, anyway? And why am I always the victim? I am already tired! They could've ended my life earlier, why didn't they do it before?

"Oh, you're up." I saw this bastard of a guy smirking at me. "I hope you had a good sleep."

"Fuck you!" I spat on his face, and he just wiped it away. 

He gave me a slap. "You're gonna die soon, bitch."

"Oh, we'll see." I challenged him, and he stopped walked. "What's the matter? Afraid?"

"No, bitch." He said and walked towards me. He held my hair tightly. He leaned closer to me as he whispered "I'm actually happy you're gonna die soon." He said and patted my back. "Don't worry, though. Pretty soon, you're gonna know who's the boss."

"When's he coming?" One of the flight attendants came to our butler's side. "I'm bored."

"Patience, Tina." He said as he kissed her. Disguting! Even she is disgusted, too!

"Can you make out somewhere else?" Baekhyun said with so much anger in his voice. I saw him glare at our butler. "You make me sick!"

"Speak for yourself!" The butler just grabbed his chin and the flight attendant named Tina went to my side and grabbed a pair of scissors. "She hurt you, right? She caused that scar on your face that I removed!"

"I told you I forgave her!"

"Yes," Our butler said as he punched Baekhyun's stomach. My eyes widened as I noticed the bruise on Baekhyun's arm. "You ungrateful soul."

Our attention was turned to Tina, who is now behind me. "What are we gonna do with her? I wanna cut her hair off." No... anything but my hair.

"Do it." He said.

And I felt her yank a few strands of my hair and cut it. I looked down and saw my hair fall. I could taste my salty tears as she kept on cutting my hair. And she's actually enjoying it! I felt my scalp get cut by the scissor, and I saw my hair smeared with a little blood. Is my family really terrible? For them to feel so much hatred towards us?

*

The both of them left, and I could only stare at my hair with few drops of blood coming from my scalp. What have I done to deserve this? Was I not good? Was dad a terrible person to everyone? Or was my brother an asshole? I wanna have answers to all of these, but I don't even have the strength to keep my head up. I feel so naked right now.

"Taeyeon... I'm sorry I lead you here."

"Are you happy?" I glanced at him, showing him a remorseful smile. "Seeing me suffer? Did you get what you want? Did I get what I deserve?"

"Taeyeon... Believe it or not, I already forgave you for that scar." He said as he stared into my eyes. "I never want to hurt you."

"Then why were you smiling back at the plane? Baekhyun, just stop lying to me..." I said, and I could feel my back ache.

"This will sound stupid..." He sat straight, then stared at me. "But I thought your were kidding, so I smiled at you."

Right. How could you misjudge him, Taeyeon? But then, can I trust him now? "I'm sorry."

The door opened, and I saw our body guards come inside to help us out. I was surprised to see my dad with them, and they were guarding us! Hyukjae, the leader of the security system, covered us as we went out of the room. Baekhyun was severely bruised, so I had to help him walk out of the building, and as we stepped out, Hyukjae was shot in his arms.

I turned to see Tina trying to shoot Hyukjae, but he drew the first shot, hitting her in the chest, killing her almost instantly. Hyukjae tried to walk with us, and when we got out of the building, I saw our body guards come to our aid. The helped Baekhyun get inside a car, and my dad brought me with him. Hyukjae was with us.

"Mr. Kim Young-min, your head butler in Korea is the mastermind. And we also found out he killed Hani and Jeong-su. And tried to kill Chanyeol, but was unsuccessful." A driver said as Hyukjae handed my dad a folder.

My dad glanced at me, and touched my face. "What have they done to you?" He said and gave me a tight hug. Even though my body aches, I'm not gonna complain. "Murder them all! And make sure it's clean!" My dad instructed.

"Dad, Baekhyun..." I said, hoping he'd get what I wanted to say.

"We're going to the hospital to have you both treated."

*

I looked at myself in the mirror, as I tried to touch the bandage that was wrapped around my head. I saw my dad come inside and sit on the chair near my bed. He held my hand, and cried in front of me. I didn't know what to do, so patted his back, hoping I'd bring comfort to him.

"It's not a secret that our family is a really successful one." My dad started, and he sat straight. "Along the way, I've met traitors. I disposed most of them. Some, however, got away. The only business partner I could trust was Park Dong-jun and Seohyun's mother, Seo Mi-do. I was not aware that Park Dong-jun was a dummy of the Ahn's. I killed Hani's father. And when Jeong-su lurked around the mansion when you were away, I knew... he's trying to kill you." I kept quiet, so he continued. "I am sorry if I got you into this mess, Taeyeon."

"Dad, it's okay..." I said and smiled at him, even though the wounds in my head restricted me from fully smiling. "We're family. I can take it all. I may complain sometimes, but you're my father. And Heechul is my brother."

"And this is the right time to tell you the truth." He said as he held my hand. "You are not my daughter..." What? I was speechless. "You are your mother's daughter from one of the business partners I had."

"What?"

"Taeyeon... I'm sorry." He said as he hugged me. "I killed your real father."

"My real father?" I said, and he nodded. "When did you find out?"

"When you were 7. Remember when you needed blood donations?" I nodded. "We did not match. I was surprised, but your mother told me the truth. I was," He sighed as he held his own hand. "devastated." He looked at me and cried. "Your mom was determined to keep you alive."

"What happened to mom, then?" He said my mom left, and she's not coming back. Was he telling the truth?

"I... don't know. She left when I found out." His tears flowed like the waterfalls. "I'm sorry for being hard on you, Taeyeon. For blaming you for everything."

"Dad..."

He hugged me again, tighter. "I'm sorry."