Built on blood and corpses

Chapter 2

  I was in the living-room with Namjoon, watching a drama on TV, while the others were God knows where.

 -Just why does she have to marry the king? I don't understand.

 -So the king can make an alliance with her family so they can protect the border. Fucking watch the drama, Namjoon!

  I started hitting him with my pillow because this was the 24th time he asked me something that was obvious about the drama.

 -Ow!Ow!Ok, ok! I got it, stop hitting me now!

  But did I stop? No. I was hitting him and laughing in the same time, not paying attention to the drama anymore.

 -Stop or I'm gonna tickle you!

 -You wouldn't dare!

  Of course he dared. He tackled me on the couch, getting on top of me then he started to tickle me. I was a laughing mess. I even started to cry. That until someone interrupted our fun.

 -Will you 2 just quit it already?! You're acting like children!

  That was Jimin. I really don't understand what's his problem. Whenever I'm having fun with the other guys, he gets mean and cold. I guess he just has a problem with me being here.

 -What's your problem, man?

  Namjoon just got off of me and sat back down on the couch, looking at Jimin annoyed.

 -Yeah,it's not like we were bothering you. You just walked in the room,then decided to ruin our fun.

 -My problem is the fact that you're acting like kids.

 -But you never have a problem when Taehyung and Jungkook act like that? Or my brother?Or sometimes even you? I get that you hate me, but don't make it so obvious.

  I got up and walked away. I could hear Namjoon screaming after me, but I ignored him. My destination now was Taehyung's room.

 -TaeTae...

 -Hm?Jae? What's wrong?

  I was in tears when I entered his room. I may seem like this bitch who doesn't give a fuck about anything, bun in reality, I'm just an emotional little girl who got pulled in this world of gangs at a little age and had to survive somehow.

 -Jimin did it again...

 -Oh,Jae...

  He got off of his bed and came to hug me, and I hugged him back, letting all my tears fall on his t-shirt.

 -Come on, let it all out.

  Taehyung was the only one who understood me. We were the same. Pulled into this world without knowing at a very young age. That and Jimin hated him too when he first came.

 -I just want to understand why he hates me. It's been 2 years, Tae...

  He just hugged me tighter, stroking my head. That was his way of comforting me. I just couldn't help but remember the first time this happened. Such a tiring day.

Flashback

  I was coming home from training together with Hoseok and Jimin. Hoseok kept congratulating me because I got better at throwing knifes, and since that was his specialty, he was really proud of me. I was proud of myself too. I finally did something good. I couldn't help but smile. Something I didn't do in a long time.

  When we got home, I threw my bag on the floor and jumped on the couch, too tired to even move a finger. I was almost falling asleep when I heard shouting form the kitchen.