Yoongi's sentence was cut off by the sound of bullets firing.
"FIRE!" Yoongi shouted. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw men following Yoongi's orders, Jungkook and Taehyung, even goddamn Scarlett, she seriously looked like a badass. Yoongi pulled out a pistol from his pocket, and grabbed my wrist. He turned me around so my back was facing him, his hand was on my arm, keeping me in place. His other hand... I realized what was happening. His other hand, pointed the gun to the side of my head. I saw men near the doorway, each holding guns. Dad? Why was he here? Did he come to save me?
"DA-" My words got cut off, his grip tightened, It actually hurt.
"Weapons down. Or she dies." Yoongi yelled. My dad did a motion with his hands, In which I assume were his men, all lowered their weapons, except one. He hid it at an angle, so Yoongi couldn't see it. Yoongi took the gun off the side of my head. I heard a 'BANG,' and I saw the body of my father, fall to the ground lifeless, blood spilling. Tears automatically dripped down. I heard another 'BANG,' and I heard a groan. I looked over my shoulder, and saw Jungkook falling to the ground. Another 'BANG' followed, and the man who shot him died. Yoongi and all the other men hurdled forward, exept Taehyung who was crouching over Jungkook, his face paralyzed almost, why was no one going after Jungkook, and only Taehyung! Yoongi wasn't here to stop me, so I ran towards him. I could tell from the way his face scrunched up, he was in pain.
"Taehyung, help me." I took Jungkook's arms, and dragged him under a table, Taehyung following. Taehyung's hands were shaking, his sobs were quiet.
"He'll make it, don't worry." I held his hand, and looked into his eyes. He nodded.
"Taehyung, give me your tie." I said, he nodded, and unhooked his tie and placed it in the palm
of my hand. I wrapped the tie around Jungkook's arm, tightening it so that it would stop the bleeding
a bit.
"Take care of him, please, don't let him die. I need to go help Yoongi." He got out from under the table.
"Y/N...? Is that you...?" Jungkook looked up, with his eyes. I didn't respond.
"Y/N... I don't want to die..." He sobbed.
"You're not going to. No more talking, it might make you weaker." I held his hand, to calm him
down.
"If I die... Tell Tae I love him."
"Psh. Tell him that yourself, once you're better. You drama queen." He smiled, so did I.
"Wait, so, you gay? I thought you said he was your brother!" I said, with a confused look on my face.
"No, I just thought of him as a brother, and then my feelings went overboard." IHe grinned. The table cloth that was covering us, lifted up revealing Tae.
"We're safe now, let's go." Tae threw Jungkook over his shoulder. I followed him, and there
were two limo's again. I automatically chose to go with Tae and Jungkook, even if there was
Yoongi. Yoongi was sitting across from me, while Tae and Jungkook were sitting together,
Jungkook's head was rested on Tae's shoulder, and Tae's head rested on Jungkook's head.
They're so cute together! I wonder if Jungkook's arm still hurts.
"Where did you go?" I looked in front of me and Yoongi wasn't there. I looked beside me,
and he was, how!?
"Why does it matter to you!" I said.
"Tell. Me." He said through gritted teeth.
"Fine, I went to go help Jungkook."
"Thank you..." He looked down. Why all of a sudden?
"Where were you...?" He jerked up.
"Fighting." I nodded. I could feel the awkwardness through the air.
"W-why... Why did you have to kill him?" I mumbled.
"He killed my dad, and my mom." What! Nonsense!
"Then... Wouldn't you have killed my mom too?" I hope not.
"Yes, It was easy." How could he just say that! I raised up my hand and slapped him.
I was going to punch him, but he stopped it. He suddenly leaned in, and gave a small
peck onto my lips. I pulled back.
"I love you Y/N." He said.
"Well. I don't."
"Well, I don't give a shit."
"I don't love you, and I don't give a shit either."
"I know..." He tilted his head, smiling, but in his eyes, I saw sadness, and pain. We arrived to the house
from earlier.
Once we got into the living room, Yoongi ran upstairs. I looked at the time, 12 AM.
"Y/N! Come with me!" I turned around, and it was Scarlet. I followed her upstairs. She handed
me a pair of PJ's. I took them and changed into them, in the bathroom.
"Let's watch a movie!"
"YEah!" She put on a movie, not horror thankfully. We began watching the movie.
[Chapter 8 End }
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Love From a Mafia. {Min Yoongi FF)
Fanfiction(PLEASE READ) A girl named Y/N, 17 years old, in highschool. Her parents divorced, abandoning her, she now lives in a small apartment, and works at a nearby café. She meets someone named Jungkook, who is new at her school, and they became friends ea...
