psychopathic lover

Revenge: Sweeter than sweet

The next morning...

I went down after freshening up. I still felt disgusted, but more with myself, for not being stronger. For not fighting back more.

Taehyung and Jin came in a moment later. "Feeling okay?" Asked Taehyung.
"Well better, by the way, wheres Namjoon?" My curiosity grew by the second.

"Actually, um Ara, we told Namjoon about the incident" Jin said.
"No!" I got up. Taehyung pursed his lips while Jin looked down.

"You know what he will do!" I started to freak out.

"We had to tell him" i closed my eyes. Trying not to cry. I hate him, but, i still love him.

I turned on the T.V. trying to distract myself.
"20 year old, Chinese boy found dead this morning, still a mystery why-"
I turned it off.

This can't be happening. I called Namjoon, "Joon, where are you?" I said. "At work, why?"
"I know what you did, but why?" I sighed.

"Come to the company, we'll talk" he said softly.

I was starting to get a headache. After getting ready, i headed out. I arrived at the company in a little while.

"Oh, Ms. Min" said a employee. "Hello" i said. "Do you want me to get Mr. Kim?" He offered.
"No, its alright, I'm heading there" he nodded and left.

I knocked, "come in" as I went in, I saw Jungkook getting out.

"Hello Ms. Min" said Jungkook.
"Jungkook, we're about the same age, you don't have to be formal" he smiled shyly.

"Alright I'll see you" i waved bye. I went into the large office.

I went to sit in front of Namjoon. But he pulled me to his lap.
"Ara?"
"Mm?" I hummed
"Why didn't you tell me about what happened?" He asked.

"I didn't want you to do anything" he sighed.
"Still, did he hurt you?" He looked at my face and body. "I'm fine".

He started to softly kiss me. I backed away.
"You still killed him" i got up.
"Ara" he said with an annoyed voice.
"No, you hurt the one who was there for me the most" i bit my lip.

"He was trying to hurt you" he defended.
I was being stupid. But do i dare trust a murderer?
Yes, because I'm am idiot, I let my guard down. It hurts me, but i still do it.

"I'm sorry, i just can't actually believe hes dead" i bit my lip trying to stop from crying.

"I'm sorry Ara" i looked away. "I'll be at home".

I got a message. Another number from China, Biyu?

'He fucking went to Korea to get you back! He left me for you! God knows why, fuck you!'

'Where is he?'

I got two messages. In the Morning.

'Leave me alone Biyu, you already hurt me, aren't you tired yet?'
I send back.

'You bitch! Why does it say on TV Samuel is dead. What the fuck did you do?'

I didn't answer

I went home

       *

I heard a car pull up around the house. I looked out to see if Namjoon was here. It wasn't him, it was a man though.
He was in a black suit. He looked like Namjoon.
Shit, his dad.

I ran to the closet to get a dress. I picked a black formal dress. Okay, its okay, right?

I slowly went downstairs to see a Smiling Taehyung talking to a poker faced man.