Blood, Sweat, & Tears

Chapter 6: Guilt Card

Yoongi punched the stone wall that was in front of him. A phone pressed to his ear. On the other side, his fiancée weeping as she recounted her interaction with another gang. Jin's prior affiliation although it was now under new leadership and had a different name.

"Hyung," Taehyung spoke concerned. The crack of his knuckles against the stone and the stinging pain that shot through his arm, made Yoongi and everyone else sure that he had just broken his hand.

Hoseok came over and wrapped his hand and wrist with a strip of cloth. It wouldn't do much. They'd have to see a doctor after their rescue.

"Baby," Yoongi spoke softly, "I'm so sorry you had to go through that. But luckily you're quick thinking saved you from them," He wanted to tell her that she should have killed them. They had been unarmed and she just let them get away, but that could be taken care of later, "I didn't want to do this because it's a huge risk, but I'm going to turn on the gps to this phone. Track it. If you can't do it, have Soo-ah do it."

"Oppa," Eun-kyung mumbled into the phone, "We have a man here from the gang that took you," Yoongi perked and listened for any sign of life beyond the door. When no sound came he prompted her to continue, "Did you know my dad is a Mafia boss?"

Yoongi felt his heart break in his chest. Her voice was dainty and thin. He could practically see he tension in her muscles. He heard a soft mumble, one of the other girls, probably, trying to comfort her. His fiancée cleared her throat and spoke with a much fuller and stronger tone next.

"I'll kill him." Yoongi was shocked at the words, "If he now knows your face then he knows who you are to me. He's not my father anymore. He's a monster who seeks nothing but power."

"Kyung-ah," Yoongi whispered to the girl on the other end, "you're not thinking. He's still your dad. He's just-"

"Shut up!" Eun-kyung growled through the phone, "Just turn on the GPS and get off the phone before you get caught."

Before Yoongi could say anything, the girl hung up.

"What happened?" Jin asked his younger companion who slid down to the floor with his back against the wall.

"Your prior gang captured Eun-kyung. The leader is a disgusting piece of shit," Everyone's jaw tightened, "She got away thanks to the knife she keeps in her boot. Apparently the gang who took us is her dad's."

The living space of the bunker was quiet. Soo-ah watched the screen of her phone. She was mentally making the quickest route to the boys.

"Guys," she spoke softly, "they appear to be in a residential area." The rest of the girls gathered around her. Eun-kyung took one look at the address and turned away. The others watched her. Her shoulders were back, her muscles tight and she was walking with purpose. Her bedroom door slammed shut and the other girls looked around nervously when they heard her scream in anger and multiple crashing sounds come from the closed room.

"It must be her childhood home," Hae-won spoke quietly, "She said her dad is a boss."

Eun-kyung wept as she threw everything off the nightstand beside her bed. The lamp crashed against the wall and broke into a million pieces. How could the man who said he always had her best interests in mind, who said he saw every interview she did, saw every media piece she did, take the love of her life from her? How could he hurt her like this?

She punched the wall the was shared by her room and Hae-won's. A dent appeared in the drywall. A quick numbing, tingly feeling shot up her arm. She took a calming deep breath and closed her eyes tightly. After a moment of silence, she opened them once more and stalked to the gun safe in the closet. Pulling handgun after handgun from the safe, and a few suppressors, she locked it once more. From the desk draw she pulled extra magazines, loaded with clips. She laid it all out on the desk.

Eun-kyung stripped herself of her clothes and changed. She grabbed bags placing all of her firearms, extra clothes, and holsters into them . No one was in the living room. She looked around the open space and grabbed a piece of paper writing a note. The youngest girl then slipped out the door after covering her face.

Hae-won sat bolt up right in her bed. She had the worst nightmare. Eun-kyung has decided to go off on her own and rescue the boys and her head was returned to them in a box. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and swung her legs out of the bed. She stalked from her room down to the kitchen where the other girls already were. All except-

"Eun-kyung left," Ji-ah mumbled into her tea, "She left a note. We looked in her room. The gun safe is empty and the desk was emptied of magazines and clips."

Hae-won was once again sweating. She swallowed the lump in her throat and looked down at the note.

I'm sorry I didn't talk to you about this, but please trust that I know what I'm doing. Don't worry about me. Come to the location in two days time. Our boys will be safe and so will I. I love you guys. Trust me.- Eun-kyung

Eun-kyung knocked on the door of her childhood home. Fake tears streaming down her face as she removed her mask. She waited a bit before the door opened revealing her tired, just woken up father. He looked his seemingly distraught daughter over before pulling her inside.

The floors of the house weren't sound proof and the seven boys in the basement could hear footsteps above them. They looked up to the ceiling.

"My poor baby girl," they heard a muffled males voice, "What happened? Why are you here?" They all scrunched their faces in confusion.

"Oh, Daddy," They jumped up to their feet at the sound of Eun-kyung's voice, "Someone took my fiancé and my friend's fiancées. I didn't know where else to go."

Yoongi chuckled and the others looked at him.
"She's playing a guilt card."

A/N: I might end this book soon. Probably with their weddings.