A Shot At Love [MFBTY- Bizzy AMBW]

Chapter 27

JK's POV:

"Hwaiting!" I listened from the kitchen as Bizzy and Mo talked on the phone. I was happy to see them together. Truth be told I had lost hope that Mo would talk to us again. Her disappearance scared me more than I let on.

"You should've gone with her." Joon-ho spoke without hesitation. Dongho and Joon-ho have become our best friends; going through a traumatic experience together will do that to ya.

I hear the weight of Bizzy's guilt as he sighs. "I know... I just thought I'd cause her more heartache when she talks about what happened." Tasha places her hands on my shoulder.

"He needs us." She whispers. Quickly drying my hands on a kitchen towel I leave the dishes in the sink and walk into the living room.

Thinking carefully of my next words I place my hands on Bizzy's shoulder as Tasha rubs his back in comfort. "Don't beat yourself up about it. You did what you had to do when the time came."

Bizzy's reply resonated within all of us. "Yeah, but it wasn't enough. She died. I never felt pain like that. My heart ripped in half." Tasha puts her head down and cringes. She still has the occasional nightmare from that day. Seeing her cousin die and not being able to do anything about it has wrecked her body with guilt.

We all blame ourselves... He's not alone...

The doorbell rings, stopping us from taking that dreaded walk down memory lane. "Am I late?" Veronica rushes in and takes a seat on the couch. I never thought we'd all get along with her, but she's proven herself trustworthy throughout the year.

The phone rings and Bizzy answers it, instantly putting the caller on speaker phone. "Yoboseyo?"

"Hey, it's me Roman. I need you to come to America right now! I've sent my men to come and get you all. Don't worry! All of your families are in my safe house. I'll explain everything later." Roman spoke in a hurry. Everyone in the room exchanges worried glances. This cannot be good.

"Wait... what about Mo?" Bizzy quickly breathes out, but Roman had already hung up the phone. A knock at the door creates an unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach. I open my mouth to tell Bizzy to wait, but he opens it without hesitation.

10 men with guns force themselves in and stand guard at the door. "Dangsin-eun nugu-imyeo, dangsin-eun mueos-eul wonhaneunga? (Who are you, and what do you want?)" Bizzy's anger shows. In the blink of an eye the ring leader knocks him over the head with the gun. Tasha and Veronica scream in fear for Bizzy's life as he lie on the ground unconscious.

4 guards advance on those of us remaining. We put up a fight though; we refuse to be taken so easily like last time. Joon-ho and I are getting the best of the thugs fighting us. I'm blindsided by Tasha screaming. I look over and she's slouched over an unconscious Veronica. "You done messed with the wrong one!" I run full force at the perpetrator responsible and tackle him to the ground.

My fists are bloody from punching his face in. The guy has the nerve to smirk which only infuriates me more. Sensing someone behind me I turn my head only to be met with the barrel of a gun across my temple. I topple over and crash into the table.

"Change them into new clothes. Make sure the clothes have the tortoise powder. It'll make Miss. Monique Reid think Bizzy is dead when we shoot him." The man laughs.

"But Stacy doesn't want any of them dead, only Monique." Another timid man says.

"We don't answer to her. The Boss has other plans in store..." I pass out before I could hear the rest of the conversation.