Butterfly [Jeon Jeongguk]

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"Hey, guys! I think they just emailed us!" Namjoon shouted. Will burst into the room from the door dividing the two rooms. They had gotten the room just beside the other that morning. They realized that there was no where near enough room for them all in one room.

"An email?" She asked, pulling over a chair. The others quickly crowded around the screen.

"It's a video." Namjoon said quietly. He turned the volume up on his computer and pressed play. A girl came in the room and kneeled down in front of a crying Jungkook.

"Kookie." Will murmured. She pressed pause on the video.

"What?" Jin asked as they all looked at her.

"His nose is broken." She whispered, tears threatening to pour down her face. She was exhausted from crying and didn't want to cry anymore.

"And his eye, its swollen." Yoongi commented. Namjoon cleared his throat, pressing play again. They watched in silence as the girl took off the bandaid over Jungkook's eyebrow.

"Stitches." Hoseok muttered. Taehyung pet his younger sister's hair. That was the most he had done other than sleeping. Will's eyes widened as Jungkook pulled the girl in, kissing her hard.

"I'm gonna kill him." Yoongi hissed.

"No! No! Maybe-maybe it's just a-a trick!" Will exclaimed as they continued to watch. She had to look away when he shimmied out of his jeans and boxers. Hoseok started crying when the girl was naked. Taehyung sat on the bed when Jungkook pushed the girl into the wall. Namjoon went to the other room when they started. Jin slammed the computer closed. Yoongi held Will tightly as she sobbed, her body jolting violently with every breath she took.

"I'm gonna kill him when I see him again." Jimin growled. He punched the wall. The wall didn't budge, but his knuckles immediately began to bleed.

"Son of a bitch, that hurt!" He cried out. Will lifted her head and sniffled.

"I'll help you." She whispered, getting up. She shuffled into the bathroom and came back out with a damp towel and a gauze wrap. He sat down in the desk chair and she sat beside him. She carefully cleaned his wounds, her vision blurry. She wanted to distract herself from her thoughts.

Her fingers were shaking so hard, she could barely wrap the gauze around his hand and over his knuckles. When she finished, she grabbed the necklace around her neck and ripped it off, slamming it on the table.

"He already moved on. So should I." She muttered angrily. She drew her sleeve over her face, wiping away the blurriness.

"Will," Hoseok said softly.

"Shut the hell up! If he doesn't care about me, that's fine! He has no faith in me, in us! He did that of his own choice! Didn't you see? He pulled her in! He took off his jeans! That was all him! He doesn't give a fuck about me and he never did! The only reason I'm saving him now is for you people! So my brother can be back to normal! I just want to go back to Seoul!" She screamed. They stared at her. None of them were sure if she was telling the truth or not. She still cared about him, they knew that, but did she really mean those other things? Hoseok was her best friend, and not even he could tell.

"Whatever the hell they want, I'll give it to them so you can have him back." She said before leaving the room.

"I'll stay with her." Hoseok offered, hurrying from the room.

"What the hell are we gonna do?" Yoongi said, pushing his face into his hands.

"We're gonna find him or give them what they want. We don't have any other option." Jimin said, looking out the window.

"The only option we have anymore is to give them what they want. Chances are they want money out of him. Money that we'll have to provide. Jesus Christ, this is a mess." Namjoon muttered, leaning against the door frame connecting their rooms.

"Will feels awful. I don't know if she'll ever forgive him." Yoongi whispered after a prolonged silence.

"She shouldn't. She's done so much for him, he doesn't deserve her forgiveness." Jin spat angrily. Namjoon took his boyfriend's hand, squeezing it.

"She's done so much for all of us. And guys, we forgot her birthday last month. She didn't even care." Jimin said. He remembered very clearly how they got her a dress to make her feel better and how they were going to have a party on her birthday. He also remembered how they all woke up on Saturday and none of them had remembered her birthday.

She would be so upset if she had forgotten one of their birthdays. She probably would've cried, even. They didn't deserve her. They were such shitty friends compared to her. She was so amazing and kind and just perfect. All she had ever asked for was for them to be happy. She even told them not to buy her Christmas gifts. Not because she didn't want them, but because she would feel selfish accepting them.

"She deserves so much better than us." Yoongi said, standing up. He went to the door and opened it. Just as he had opened it, Hoseok and Will came through.

"Ransom. They have a ransom on him." Hoseok huffed, waving a letter in the air.

"We sprinted back up here all the way from the lobby. We figured we'd check the mail box in case we got anything. Did you know that they have mailboxes for guests that are staying for extended periods of time?" Will said, trying to catch her breath.

"Let me see." Namjoon took the letter from Hoseok.

"One million by Monday the sixth. Monday... that's a week from yesterday, right?" He asked.

"Yeah, next week." Jimin confirmed.

"Alright... midnight on the sixth or we'll take the next one and double the price." He looked up at the others.

"Wait, next one? What the hell does that mean?" Yoongi asked, furrowing his brow.

"It means that if we don't get them the money by Monday there'll be another one of us gone." Will whispered.

"Are there instructions? How are we supposed to get them the money?" Jin asked, sitting down at Namjoon's laptop. He opened it and muted it quickly, knowing the video would begin playing again.

"Uh, yeah. There's one instruction."

"They want Will to take the money to the alley where they took him. They want her alone."