Deranged | Jimin

Confrontation

"Baby why were you in there?" Jimin asked as he pulled back and stroked my hair tenderly.

"I have idea! You know I was with Namjoon and he said- and he said he'd show me the 'true face of FIRE', and a man bought me here and I was forced into that cage!"

"Kim Namjoon was the one that bought you here?" Yoongi asked when he heard what I said.

I nodded, "Yes, he even bought me to see-"

"Rin!" Hoseok-oppa's voice shouted. I looked the the back of the room only to see my brother being restrained by a member of FIRE.

"Oppa!" I shouted back and started running at him. "You are ok, you're not hurt?" I asked, putting a hand on his face.

He shook his head, "No, more like are you hurt!?"

I shook my head again. I smiled, happy that Yoongi didn't hurt my brother.

Someone else bursted in from the door.

"Boss!" A member of FIRE shouted, "We found this person!"

Yoongi laughed when he saw who it was. "Kim Namjoon, nice to see you again."

Namjoon only controlled his wheelchair to stop a bit away from Yoongi, the FIRE member's gun still pointing at him.

"Kim Namjoon," I marched up to him. "What the hell was that!?"

He smiled a little and said, "I not only want you to see the true face of FIRE, I want you to experience it."

My brows furrowed.

Namjoon continued, "You see, you did not like that did you? Well, thousand of people are forced to do this every year, and you think they were happy to do it?"

"No, but-"

"But yet they were still forced to do it. You might not have believed what I said to you back in my house, but now you have seen for yourself." He pointed at the cage, at the dead girl. "Innocent people are killed by FIRE everyday for they own sick, twisted little games! Min Yoongi does not care about human lives! He only cares about profit for the gang and himself!"

I swallowed. My heart sped up. I looked at the man who was being accused.

Yoongi laughed and said to Namjoon, "So? You really expect me to care about useless lives? No, I'm not an angel."

"See?" Namjoon looked at me.

"But you didn't care about my life either," I said. "You put me in there. I could've been killed."

Namjoon shook his head. "No, I knew Min Yoongi was coming here tonight, and I knew he would not let you die. But how do you know he wouldn't want you dead tomorrow? He says he does not care about useless lives, so what if you become useless to him one day?"

"No, that's not true," I closed my eyes, shaking my head.

"Yes it is! You are clever enough to see my point, I know it."

"Yerin," Jimin spoke up, "Yoongi-hyung is not that type of person."

"Yerin, remember the things he does," Namjoon said, "You are really going to support a person that sell children to pedophiles, kill pregnant women, and do so much harm to the society?"

"Yoongi, is this true?" I asked.

He shrugged, "Well, I don't do it myself, but yes, FIRE does do those things."

"That's... That's-" I was suddenly interrupted when my brother managed to get away from his restraint, elbowed the person whose gun was pointing at Namjoon, and jerked it out of his hand. He quickly aimed the gun at Yoongi.

"Min Yoongi! You heartless person! How could you be so evil!?" He shouted clutching the gun tightly

"I am evil, so what?" Yoongi replied with a smirk, seemingly completely unafraid of the instrument of death that was pointed at him.

"So you need to die!" Hoseok cocked the gun.

"No!" I screamed when Jimin raised his gun at Hosoek. "Both of you, stop!"

"Rin?" Hoseok looked at me with furrowed brows. "Tell me you are not on then evil man's side."

"I- I..." I didn't know what to say.

"Yerin," Jimin whispered. "Just trust me."

"Rin... Please, my dear sister..."

"Oppa even if you shoot him now you will die! I don't want you to die!" I said.

"I don't care," Hoseok said. "If I have to die to get rid of this evil man, then so be it."

I glared at Namjoon. "Just what have you been feeding into my brother's brain?"

"The truth, " he answered, "which you should see very well now. FIRE is evil, you cannot help them grow, they need it be stopped."

I was almost physically shaking  from all the internal moral struggle going on. I could not bring myself to choose that side

Suddenly a member of the audience jumped out at my brother, causing him to fall onto the floor, the gun flying out of his hand. It landed right in front on me. I shakily picked it up.

I felt the heavy weight of the gun in my hands as I looked up at the two leaders of a gang.

"Rin!" Hosoek shouted hoarsely as he struggled in the grasp of that person. "You need to kill Min Yoongi! Please, you need to do it, please!" He begged with the urgency like the fate of the world lied in my hand.

"Yerin, don't," Jimin said.

I looked at Yoongi. The smirk never left his face as if he was firmly confident that he would not receive retribution for his evil deeds. I looked at Namjoon. His returned my gaze sincerely, believing with his heart that I would do what was morally correct.

I looked at Jimin by the side of Yoongi, his face void of emotion as always. Even so, just seeing him still made my heart flutter every time. I looked at Hoseok by the side of Namjoon, the loving brother I that had only just reunited with who was struggling with his light for his life. I didn't want to loose him again any time soon.

At that moment, I made the simultaneously hardest and easiest decision of my life, and pointed the gun at that person.

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