Tables Turned | JH

Chapter 15: Sticking Through This

"Do you use this stuff?" I ask quietly, looking up at her in small surprise. She shrugs, nodding her head.

"I don't really hit on the weed. Not my type of stuff. I use the Valium though, along with some other shit. Considering all I've seen you go at is a cigarette though, if you're looking for the stronger stuff, I'm only willing to ease you into it." Choyeon answers, pursing her lips. I simply nod my head, not bothering to tell her that I sure as hell don't plan on hitting any of the stronger stuff ever. Though, I may give the Valium a try. I've not ever had it before, and I don't plan to try the weed, but if it's supposed to help calm me the fuck down with the shit she's having me do then it's worth a shot.

"Choyeon, who's room is this?" I ask softly, looking around curiously. She chuckles at my question.

"Mine. If I'm not out or in the room with Jin, then I tend to be in here more often than the room across from yours." She answers, glancing around herself. I blush lightly, staying silent as I nod my head.

"So, we need to talk about the next couple of days. What's on the agenda and whatnot." She speaks up after a solid minute of silence. Looking back over at her, I simply nod my head as I realize she's looking at me again.

"So firstly, your suits arrived. They're off in the corner of my room downstairs at the moment. We have a celebration party to attend tonight. There's a signing lunch tomorrow. And then the day after, we have more meetings to attend." She informs me.

"Will I be needing the gun and gloves?" I ask softly, still weary about the fact that I've now got them in my possession, that I now have my own gun and a personal pair of gloves. Not liking the idea of having to use either one.

"Yes. I'm afraid that I'm required to attend these things and that I'll need to stay there. I'll need you to run out and handle the dirty work for me. I'll be informing you on the way to each one what's going on and how it'll get handled. As for the meetings in two days, I want you to bring them just in case. There's no telling who's gonna fuck up between now and then or what'll happen. It's safer just to have them." Choyeon explains. Holding back a frown, I nod in response.

Suddenly, the moaning and gasping sounds cease. Keeping my gaze on the boxes in front of me, I hear footsteps exiting the room and heading towards the door. Not bothering to look up until I've heard the door open and close, I still regret looking up afterwards though as I spot Jimin walking over to us in nothing but a loose black tee shirt that probably belongs to Jin since it's a tad long on him. And by long, I mean it once again only just covers everything.

"How'd things go?" Choyeon asks as she looks up at him. He gives her a small smile with a sigh as he plops himself down on the sofa next to her, curling into her side almost instantly.

"Not bad. You know it's better when it's you and Jin hyung though. That bitch was a fucking wimp to start out with and I had to toughen her up. Clearly she's a newer recruit." Jimin admits quietly, sighing as she begins running her fingers through his hair gently.

"I know, Jiminie. You're doing really well though, and you're extremely strong for sticking through this with me." She murmurs softly. As curious as I am about her choice in words, I decide it better not to ask. Though, the soft moment suddenly gets interrupted by a harsh knock at the door. Both Choyeon and Jimin roll their eyes as he leans himself upright so that she can go answer the door.

"What the hell do you want?" She asks, causing me to turn around in curiosity.

"Don't even think of speaking unless Cho is the one talking to you right now, Jhope. Now is not the time for anything, and certainly not questions." Jimin whispers to me as he glances over with a hard expression on his face. I simply nod my head but continue watching.

"You didn't forget about the event tonight did you?" A man I recognize as Taehyung questions as he walks past Choyeon.

"No, dumb fuck. Why the hell are you here?" She scoffs with an eye roll. He freezes in place, turning on his heel to give her a dark glare.

"Just because I'm younger than you, doesn't mean you can be fucking disrespectful to me, you slutty bitch. And I'm here because there's been more information given and plans are changing." He snaps the first part, speaking in a calmer tone for the second. Taehyung walks over to the sofa where Jimin and I are sat, eyeing me up before telling me to get lost.

"Whores aren't welcome to stay here with the exception of that small dick." He says, waving his hand at Jimin.

"Kim Taehyung, you will not speak to him that way. Hope works with me and neither one of them are fucking whores. The only slut here at the moment is you. He's not moving off the sofa and you can fucking stand. Now tell me what the hell is going on before I pin you on your goddamn tiny dick." Choyeon growls. I bite my lip, doing everything I can at the moment not to just freak out and run. There's a fucking reason I wanted out of this life. There's a reason I left it.

"Fucking disrespect me again and I swear I'll go above your goddamn head. You are not fucking everything in this goddamn world like you believe." Taehyung snarls, pulling a gun out and pointing the barrel straight to my forehead.