The Perfect Crime

New Beginings

It had been hours already and still there was no sign of the mystery girl. Kookie sighed. He was frustrated that things weren't moving along faster and he was starting to think they would never get a break. Rubbing his head he glanced to the left, and was rewarded with what to him seemed like a gift from God. On his left, walking along the sidewalk was none other than the mystery girl they had been searching for. He quickly pulled over and got out of his car.
"Stop! I need to speak to you." He pointed at the beautiful girl in front of him. Woah. He hadn't realized she was that pretty. "Get it together man! You've got to get her to come to the station!" He thought.
She looked startled, and hesitated, but eventually started walking towards him. As she approached him, he started to ask her if she would cooperate.
"Excuse me miss –" BANG.
He felt the bullet pass through his right shoulder and for a brief moment was certain he was about to die. His hand immediately flew to his wound and he crumpled to the ground in front of the woman he had tried so desperately to find. The last thing he saw before he blacked out was the back of the mystery girl as she fled.
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All of Minha's nerves went away as she saw the man fall to the ground. Instead of being concerned, her instincts kicked in and turned and ran. She had to get out of there before someone saw her. She made it to the end of the street and rounded the corner before stopping to catch her breath. FUCK! She thought. This is seriously messed up. I can't go back there, but I can't leave him there either. Within minutes she had called 911 and hailed a cab to take her back to her apartment. Yoongi was most likely behind the shooting, and that meant that he was waiting for her at home. It also meant that she was in trouble. Despite the fact that she knew he would be pissed, she didn't even think about not going home.
"At least this way, I will get to see him." She whispered.
When she arrived home, she was surprised to find that her boyfriend was nowhere in sight. She checked all the rooms in her apartment but there was no sign that he was there or even that he had been there.
As she knocked on the door to his apartment, she became slightly afraid. Was this part of the punishment? He was making her come to him? Did he want her to explain everything, even though he already knew? Her thoughts were interrupted as he opened the door, eyes already questioning.
"What." He said coldly as she pushed her way inside.
"You already know what happened, so let's just skip to the part where you yell at me." He looked slightly surprised by her words.
"I want you to explain it first. Tell me what happened." She frowned. So this was part of the punishment. He was going to make her admit to what happened.
"I went to see Hoseok earlier," Yoongi glared at her (he hated Hoseok,"and on my way back I got stopped by a police officer. He asked me to come talk to him, but before he could you saved me and shot him." Her eyes fell to the floor. She couldn't bear to look at him knowing how upset he was.
He stood there for a minute, stunned.
"Say something! The quiet is making me more –" SMACK.
His hand connected with her cheek harder than it had ever hit before.
"YOU IDIOT!" He shouted before lowering his voice.
"You let yourself become so recognizable that the police want to talk to you? Do you know what this means. It means they have something on me. It means you're no longer helpful but instead a liability!"
He grabbed her by the shoulders harshly and threw her to the floor.
"Get up." Tears began to flow from her eyes. She had never seen him this angry, and this time she was really frightened of him.
"Wanna know something else? It wasn't even me who shot that man." Another slap, this time her cheek turned bright red and began to swell.
"That means someone else knows about what we do. I told you not to tell anyone, so who the fuck did you tell?" He grabbed her again and slammed her against the wall, his body and arms forming a cage around her. She was silent.
His hands dropped from the wall and to his waist. Pulling off his belt, he looked her in the eyes, and the only thing she could see was rage. There wasn't an ounce of humanity left in him at this point. She trembled, and hot tears continued to flow down her face.
"Who. The. Fuck. Did. You. Tell?" He raised the belt, and when she didn't answer, she felt a sharp sting on her arm where he struck her.
Again and again he asked her who she told, but she never budged. She would protect her friend at all costs. He was not her lover, but he was the second most important person in the world to her. Yoongi already hated him, and she could only imagine what would happened if they met under these circumstances.
Eventually he stopped hitting her and she dropped to her knees.
"You will eventually tell me everything. I have no doubts about that. For now, we're going to switch apartments. You will stay here, and you will not go anywhere else. If you leave and try to run, I will find you, and what happened here today will seem like just a scratch."
He turned and left, and all the strength she had evaporated as she collapsed on the floor. She was covered from head to toe in bruises that were already turning purple. Her face was red and swollen, and her heart was in pieces. She never believed he would go that far. A slap, she could handle. Rough sex, she could handle. But this was too much. She cried harder realizing that the fantasy she had been living was ending. He would never let her love him as she did before. The Bonnie and Clyde façade faded and what she was left with was emptiness. Though she still loved Yoongi, Minha felt in her heart that she had reached her limit. She would find a way to get out of this situation, even if it meant that she had to spend the rest of her life running. That night she never left the floor. She had no strength to do so, and so she cried herself to sleep on the floor of her former lover's apartment.
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It had been 3 weeks since the shooting, but to Jin it seemed the world had stopped. He could still remember the moment he got a call he never thought he would.
"Shot. Your brother. Hospital. It doesn't look good." Those words would haunt him for weeks as he sat in the hospital room where his brother lay in a coma. He remembered the sinking feeling he felt as he pushed his car to the limits, racing to the hospital. Seeing his brother lying on the gurney, bloody and unconscious. His heart broke, and it took him a few days before he could even talk to anyone. He spent his days and nights at the hospital, hoping for a miracle.
When she could, Anya brought him food and clothes from his apartment. She tried her best to console him, but he felt so hopeless that even her words couldn't ease the pain in his heart. He blamed himself for suggesting they go out and look for this girl. They found her, but it was all in vain because she was free and Jungkook was there in that dark and scary hospital.
One night, something in him finally clicked, and he realized that instead of blaming himself, he should be blaming the one who put his brother here. The obvious suspect was Silence, and Jin found himself a renewed passion for finding the villain. He stared out the window, wondering what Silence could possibly be doing at that moment. "Regardless," he thought "I will make you pay for what you did to my brother. Watch your back Silence, because I'm no longer playing by the rules. I will find you no matter what. And I will watch you fall with my own two eyes. I will personally see to it that your life is a living hell." As he stared at the window deep in thought, he almost missed the small voice in the background calling to him.
"Hyung?"