"Yes. In fact she's in the last place you'd expect her to be."
I nodded, still disbelieving. "Mmhm, and where would that be, here?"
Jin looked me dead in the eye. "Actually, yes."
A million thoughts ran through my head in that moment, but the only one I could put into words was, "okay then."
Jin looked confused. "What do you mean, 'okay then?'"
I shrugged. "Exactly what I said." I stood up, stretching my legs out before walking towards the front door to put on the shoes Peri had picked out for me. "Send her my regards, and tell your family I said it was nice seeing and meeting them."
"We're here," the cab driver bellowed for no real reason.
I grunted in response, slipping him a five dollar bill before hopping out of the car and sprinting for the door. By chance someone was coming out, which I took as opportunity to barge in and head straight for the back with no regard for the people I pushed past or accidentally stepped on. The door with familiar graffiti caught my eye and I jerked that door open.
"Yoongi-"
I grabbed my brother with both hands by his collar, holding him against the wall and ignoring the guys behind me who stood in his defense. "Why the fuck didn't you tell me she was alive?!"
Kaleb flashed a calm smile down at me, asking in Korean, "Hyung, how was your trip? I heard you went to Florida."
I released his shirt but held his torso against the wall with my firearm.
"Yoongi, back the fuck down, bro!"
I turned on Thomas quick. "Sit yo ugly yuck mouth ass down, this is between me and him."
He looked ready to attack and I was more than ready to fuck him up after the last time but Kaleb chuckled. "Guys, calm down, he's my brother so be cool. We can settle this ourselves. Right, GiGi?"
I glared up at him, reading his expression but only picking up on the forever grin he sported. After a moment I shoved him, slowly releasing him and backing away slightly.
"How about we take this upstairs?" Kaleb glanced around at the guys behind me. "Alone."
They reluctantly sat down and my nostrils flared but I just stared after him as he led the way.
When I walked past Thomas stood right in my way instead of sitting down like the obedient bitch he was so I smirked and brushed past him, satisfied when he did nothing.
Good boy.
"So you say she's alive?"
I remained silent as we ascended the steps. He just stopped at the top and stared intently at me as I did the same.
For the first time since I'd appeared his smile dropped. "How did you come to that conclusion?"
When I didn't answer he just walked ahead, turning to the right and opening a door. I'd only been up here a couple times when we were younger but they'd fucked the house up so bad and moved so many people and things in and out I wasn't sure what was where other than the room they all typically occupied downstairs.
On the centre of the surprisingly neat mattress in the surprisingly homey room sat Kyle, eyes on his phone as he ignored a girl who was kissing on his neck and grabbing his crotch in an attempt to gain his attention.
"Hello, TT."
"Hey, Kaleb," she batted her eyelashes, her mouth never leaving Kyle's neck.
Kaleb nodded my way. "Our brother's here, have you met?"
She looked at me with amusement in her eyes before hopping off the bed, sauntering over in only a bra and a skirt so small I would've mistaken it for a shirt had she not made an effort to pull it down some. Kyle glanced up to glare my way then TT's before he looked back down at his phone.
"I'm Trisha." She held her hand out to me and I debated whether she was worth the effort.
Kaleb playfully nudged me with his shoulder. "Don't be rude, Yoongs."
I fought rolling my eyes and grabbed her hand, flinching away when her index finger tickled my palm. She rolled her tongue around in her mouth with a sultry chuckle and I frowned, disgusted as Kaleb joined in. Even Kyle was smirking and looking up at us.
"Bye, TT."
She left the room and Kaleb plopped down on the mattress.
"So," he sighed, "what did you want to talk about again?"
I just looked at him. "You can have a seat over there," he pointed to the chair, "it's clean. Probably the cleanest piece of furniture in the room."
I reluctantly decided to take him up on the offer, considering the entire time I've been back I've been running around despite my body's protests and longing to just collapse into Peri's mattress.
Kaleb chuckled again and sat up, elbows on his knees. "Ah, that's right. This is about Mother."
Kyle's eyes shot up in my direction. "What about her?"
Kaleb cut his eyes back in Kyle's direction but stayed facing me. "Yoongi is under the impression that she's still....amongst the living."
Kyle looked directly at me, head on- something he hadn't done without glaring for about seven years now.
"That's unfortunate, because as I recall," Kaleb stretched hos arms out and cracked his neck left and right, "you haven't seen her in the flesh wih your own eyes since that day, have you?"
I frowned. "What's that got to do with anything? I was told that-"
"Wait," Kaleb chuckled, shaking his hands at me, "waitwaitwait, you were told?" I remained silent and he continued. "So you don't have any hard evidence, you're just going off of what you were told?"
"Well, yes, but if I would've stuck around he probably would've told me-"
"Does this 'he' happen to have broad shoulders and a cute little aspiring dancer sister?"
I stood up, angrier than before, and partially at myself for not sticking it out to find out for sure whether she actually was alive. "I didn't come here for your shit, I came out here to make sure you had nothing to do with it if it were true!"
"And what would that matter to you?" Kyle growled. "You already left so why come back to us with this? To start a fight you won't wanna finish?"
"Relax, Kyle," Kaleb said, raising a hand, "we weren't there, he may know something we don't." He gestured to me, maintaining eye contact. "Please, continue."
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[unedited]
Just feeling around, trying to figure out where to end this.
I got you tho, don't trip.
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