Dangerous Game | BTS

Chapter 19

"You killed him!" Screeched Kisum as she crouched to embrace a wounded Jimin.

"You fucking dumbass! He's still alive!" I shouted as she got onto my nerves.

Kisum quietly continued sobbing as Jimin stirred, looking around his eyes laid on me and the gun in my hand.

He widened his eyes, as he felt his back. Realizing that he was shot and had blood all over his body.

"Did you-"

"Yes now fucking listen to me." I cut him off and crouched eye-level to him.

"Keep working with Yang, and I'll send Kisum to slit your throat. And if she doesn't do it, I'll be the one doing it." I smiled sweetly seeing Jimin shake in fear.

I gave Kisum a glare in which she responded by hardening his face and nodding.

At least, she's loyal.

"And what happens if I expose your gang to the police?" Jimin suddenly threatened.

"Like she said, she'll fuck you up." An amused voice snickered from behind Kisum.

It was Nayeon, she was smiling widely while giving Jimin a deadly glare.

She's fucking weird.

"Ahem!" One of Yang's followers yelled from inside a car.

Crap. I forgot that they were still here.

My father approached me and as I kept telling him to move back, he suddenly grabbed onto me.

"I told you to come with me!" He shouted in my face.

"Listen here whore, you're going to do what I say or I will tell your loyal followers who you actually are." My father threatened.

Keeping my head low, I let out a frustrated sigh.

I was forced into one of his cars, looking back, I saw Nayeon, Kisum and Jimin shouting my name.

Once I got into the car, I slapped my father in the face. His face turned bright red and his expression was shocked.

He harshly grabbed my wrists and took out another dagger, the same one he used on me when I was younger.

"Oh sweetie, you don't know how much you just fucked up." He smiled before taking the knife and stabbing it into my right forearm.

Trying to not screech, I held my tongue in. I was holding onto my thighs as I tried to numb the pain.

He took the knife out and I hissed out in agony.

Sol, was sitting across from me. She stared in horror as the blood trickled down my arm and onto my light blue jeans.

Looking at her, she quickly looked away. She was nervously twiddling with her fingers and I saw a tear fall from her eyes.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Oh you know, just your favorite place." My father answered while giving me another evil grin.

Hold the fuck up.

"No!" I screamed as I tried to kick out of his grip.

I'm not going there, no, no, no.

I found the dagger in his grip and ripped it out of his grasp. During the process, I slashed his skin and he yelped in pain.

I didn't want to kill anyone at the moment, so I used it as a defense tactic. Aiming it at my fathers bodyguards as they tried to get closer to me.

"Well, here goes nothing." I muttered and silently prayed before trying to run towards the front of the car.