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[82]

[82]

[Jungkook]

[lowkey gore]

I contemplated within myself if I should just grab the gun from my mother, but if I even move a step, she's going to shoot and she may even have enough time to shoot both of them. I have to face it, mother may not be stronger than me, but she's definitely faster and swifter. I can't take that chance.

"Wait!" I exclaimed and my mother lifted an eyebrow, "I-I choose.."

I gulped down the terror that slivered in my mouth, "I choose Hoseok. I want Hoseok to live."

Hobi's eyes widened and in an instant, tears flew down his red cheeks but Yoongi relaxed in his chair, as if he weren't going to die in just a few seconds.

"Thank you, Jungkook," murmured Yoongi with his eyes closed, relishing in his ironic success.

"NOO! WHY?!" Screamed Hoseok, trying to wriggle out of the chair with hatred and loathing in his eyes, "Y-YOU..! YOU'VE MADE ME SUFFER ENOUGH!"

I shook my head at myself, at my decision. But I couldn't take it back now, if mother saw that I was weak and indecisive, there's no doubt she would allow me to go unpunished, "Hobi, I'm sorry but—"

"I'M SORRY?! YOU JUST KILLED THE ONLY PERSON WHO WILL EVER LOVE ME!"

"Plea—"

"Hobi, calm down," muttered Yoongi with a small smile on his face, "Everything will be alright."

Hobi shook his head with soft, vulnerable eyes, "You were the first person to make me feel loved, sexy, and beautiful... you made me feel alive. If you're gone.. I-I.."

He closed his eyes tightly and bit his bottom lip, probably trying to wake up from a bad dream.

"I love you," Yoongi smiled sadly, his eyes opening and looking at his trembling partner, "Goodb—"

Another loud gunshot rang in my body, making me take a step backwards at the fright it indulged in me. I closed my eyes, surrounding myself in a calm darkness. I wanted to close my eyes forever, away from the world but I slowly opened my eyes, an ominous light revealing the awful scene in front of me. My mouth gaped and I could feel my heart drop into my stomach.

"Oh-Oh god. Oh god no." My hands flew to my mouth in shock so I could suppress the urge to throw up all the bile within me, "Hobi.. fuck..!"

On my mother's face was a devilish smirk, filled with contempt and arrogance. Realizing and grasping the situation, I took a step towards the body that was being held up by the tight cloth wrapped around him, a thick syrupy substance sticking to the bottom of my shoes with every step I took. Yoongi was sitting in the chair, completely shocked at how he wasn't the one who had a bullet in his head.

I caressed his face, tears stinging my eyes as they welled up, "Hobi.."

I blinked the tears away, anger replacing my sadness, "I CHOSE HOBI TO LIVE!" I screamed at the devil woman in front of me, her eyes holding no guilt or repentance, "I CHOSE HIM!"

My eyes darted to Yoongi once a scream erupted from him, his eyes mourning for his lover and my best friend. His screams were hollow and pained, a piece of him dying and suffering the pain that Hoseok had to endure. The pain of having nothing to live for. I glared daggers at my mother, loathing and hatred the only things running through my mind, "WHY?!"

Mother scoffed and put her left hand on her hip, leaning into it slightly with the gun sitting in her hand in a relaxed, calm manner, "Are you fucking brain dead, Jungkook? Did you really think I was going to kill the heir of the company that we're fusing with?"

She rolled her eyes and began to walk towards me and I flinched in response, a grand smile appearing on her face right after, "Aww, is my Kookie.. scared of me?"

I clenched my jaw and didn't respond, my eyes not leaving the gun that was held loosely in her hands, swaying as she walked.

Before she passed me to leave the bloody mess of a dining room, she put her left hand on my shoulder gently, shivers traveling up and down my body, "Goodnight~"

The success that leaked from the octaves of her voice upset me - angered me. But then my focus was no longer on my mother and more on my best friend who was lying dead on the floor. Tears formed in my eyes again but this time, I didn't fight them. I let them fall, stinging my cheeks as they spilled from my tear ducts. Yoongi finally busted out of the cloth that was wrapped around his torso and threw himself on the floor before Hoseok's head that hung low, blood seeping from a small, circular hole between his closed eyes. Yoongi didn't sob or even shed a tear, but all I could hear was his labored breaths, like simply living was now a strain on his body.
   
Hoseok. My Hoseok.
 
I threw my head in my hands, my scent and the blood's putrid smell being the only things surrounding me.

I didn't even get to say I'm sorry..
 
[author's notes]
 
I've gotten a lot of questions from you guys about this bit of angst and I'll be answering them here.
  
So I talked with a real life friend of mine about the plot since she doesn't read my books and I asked who I should essentially "get rid of". She first said Yoongi because that would spiral Hobi into a cycle of depression and there could potentially be a love interest for him.

But I objected that because I've already eluded how Yoongi and Hoseok were mates in this lifetime.

"my scent and the blood's putrid smell being the only things surrounding me" as said by jk just a few paragraphs ago. I'm sure I've explained this vaguely, but once your mate's soul dies in the lifetime you are together in, your scent leaves as well. Your pheromones (scents) only have the purpose to attract and find your mate. So JK's sensory expression states how Yoongi's scent is gone, along with Hobi's soul.

Like in Jin's situation.

So then she suggested killing Hobi. At first, I didn't want to rid of Hobi, especially since i didn't make him capable of coping with such a lose which would end with him killing himself. But the essential number of members for the ending of the book is 6 so I had to keep one and rid of one so saving them both was out of the question.

And I didn't want to have a generic situation with Jimin popping up out of nowhere because in reality, Jimin has no power. He can't even defend himself against a beta, let alone an alpha. Jungkook's mother would've probably killed him on the spot since the Moon religion (Luna) condemns omegas. This gave me no choice other than to rid of Hobi.
  
And you guys asked why JK didn't just grab the gun from his mother as well. It wasn't possible because even though she may be insane, his mother is still the incarnation. As presented in the earlier chapters, she has the power to kill JK any time she pleases *when she sank her fingernails into his skin* but he is essential for her to have political power considering that JK is the only heir with her blood (and yes I'm eluding to siblings).

So if you guys have anymore questions, comment and I'll answer them:)
 
I hope you enjoyed.