Seokjin pushed me to his car, then he jumped on the driver's seat, driving with high speed, causing my heart to beat rapidly because of so much stress that I was feeling.
"Where are we going?" I asked, nervously.
"Just shut your mouth, okay?" He shouted, clenching his left hand into a fist, punching the steering wheel with anger. "Why the fuck didn't you tell us?"
What was he talking about?
"You knew all about this," He continued. "I just hate to watch my friends falling apart because of a girl like you."
"Listen, I don't understand a word you're saying," I said as my hands were shaking because of fear. "What are you talking about?" I asked, waiting for a bit, but he didn't respond. "Just tell me, what happened?"
"Namjoon's been shot," He replied, leaving me in a shock, badly. "And he's not fine, so that's why I want you to keep your mouth shut, because I need to focus on driving more."
Namjoon's been shot? I just don't get it, because I was the one who had seen him a few hours ago.
"You're messing with me, aren't you?"
He didn't respond, instead, he started crying without making a sound. I could see his tears running down his cheeks.
I'd never seen Seokjin crying.
Does it mean that Namjoon isn't well?
I don't know why, but suddenly I became nervous, feeling the stress through my veins that was hunting me down.
After a few minutes, we arrived at the hospital.
He parked his car in the parking lot as I rushed towards the hospital, searching everywhere to find the boys.
Seokjin ran after me, gripping my wrist, forcing me to stop. "Do you even know where you're going?" He asked as he was breathing, continuously. "This way." He continued, making me to run with him as he was holding my hand, tightly.
I could see the boys down the hallway.
I rushed towards Taehyung as he held me in his arms, patting my hair, looking down at me. "Where have you been?" He asked. "I've tried to call you for a thousand times!"
I came out of his hug, turning my face at the others that had serious looks on their faces.
"I was—" I'd been cut off as somebody grabbed my attention, causing me to walk towards him, slowly. "You?" Then, I turned my face at Taehyung. "What the hell is he doing here?"
"Calm down, princess!" Yoongi said, placing his hand on my shoulder, causing me to switch my glance at him. "He kind of helped Namjoon, okay?"
"I didn't ask you," I said to Yoongi, then I stared at Hojin's eyes, himself. "What the fuck are you doing here?"
Hojin stared at Taehyung, then Taehyung nodded, meaning that he wants Hojin to talk and explain everything, himself. "Where do I start?" Hojin asked as a tear ran down his cheek.
Jungkook handed a paper tissue to him.
Hojin shook his head as a 'no', wiping his tears with the back of his hands. "Right after you left the mansion, my father started an argument, shouting that I'm not capable of anything. He told me that he wishes that I was gone instead of my older brother, Haneul." He said, letting a breath out. "I was tired of listening to that shit, so I pulled my gun out, placing it on his forehead. I don't remember how, but as he smirked, I heard gunshots that caused Namjoon to scream as he was still in his room," He continued, covering his face with his hands, not wanting to show his tears to us, anymore. "That was when I pulled the trigger," He added, leaving me in a shock, causing me to lose my balance as Jimin held my back, helping me to stand on my feet. "And I killed my father."
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Fanfiction[READER, BTS] [COMPLETED] ❝ Y/N, I'm sorry... for hating you ❞ in which you are lost between Kim Namjoon and Jung Hoseok
