<How Far Would You Go?>

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Trigger warning
There is major death in this chapter

Ciara's mind was running around, the few memories she had of her mother clouding everything. Hearing that the only biological family she cared about was gone hurt her, yet she smiled. There were tears running down her cheeks, yet she smiled. "So... mother was an amazing woman..." she whispered.

Taehyung nodded, "and she loved you a lot... she never really told me what happened when you were split apart... only that she had lost you," he spoke recalling the moments he had shared with Hana. "I bet she is glad to know you're okay, that you've become a wonderful woman..."

"...How?" The woman took a deep breath to calm herself, and to prepare herself for the answer to the question she was about to ask. "How did she die...?"

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Hana had been pushing herself for Taehyung, he had gotten prettier and more desired. So, she tried everything she could to convince them not to let him go. She'd tell them things like, "he is sick," and "he has been throwing up all morning..." the excuses didn't work much because they'd question why he gets sick so often. She promised herself to the customers and the two men whenever she could, just to get them away from Taehyung.

"You're not as hot as you used to be woman." Caleb had said, "you're getting old and gross. Nobody is gonna want you. Now step aside, the kid has a job today and he ain't getting out of it at all. Fuck he's got like three people lined up."

The man moved to get through the door where Taehyung was sleeping, Hana quickly moved in front of him. "NO wait!" She yelled, "he is throwing up a lot.

"You said that yesterday, stop fucking around woman and move out of my way." He pushed she over and she landed on the floor with a harsh thud.

"PLEASE!" She cried out to the male, "he doesn't deserve this! Please stop!"

Caleb turned to face her with a sinister smirk on his face, "he is a slut, his parents sold him to us and we payed a great amount of money for him. He makes us an astounding amount of money." He keeled done in front of her, his face inches from hers, "so. Woman." His large rough hand slapped her cheek, not hard enough to hurt to much, just enough to make her flinch. "I don't fucking care if he deserves it or not, he will do ask he is told and take what we give him... understand?!"

Hana didn't answer, she wouldn't understand it, she couldn't. Taehyung was such a sweet child, and from the stories he has told did nothing to deserve this. "You are all just a bunch of money hungry fucking bastards." She shouted, "I don't care that you've put me through hell! I really don't! But that boy has done nothing to deserve this! He is a child who has hasn't even had a fucking chance to live a good fucking life!" She screamed at him, "And I don't fucking care if you spent a lot of money to get him! He is a fucking child! You shouldnt have bought in the fucking first place!"

Caleb glared at her, standing from his kneeling position. He glared down at her as she shouted and glared up at him, "You are all a bunch of fucking pedophiles!"

"Shut it woman." He demanded, his eyes narrowing at her.

Yet, Hana didn't listen, she kept going, letting out everything she had held in for years. "And my daughter! She was made because of this awful thing you do! I had to hide her from you in the first place so you wouldn't kill her! And when she was born you were going to fucking hurt her to! And here I am still being used by you fucking murders and without my child! And you continue to hurt the boy I see as a son! Can't you just fuck off and make money like every other fucking person!?"

Caleb kicked her in the side of her head with such a great force it sent her to the wall beside the door. He bent down and yanked at her hair, causing her to wince, "I said shut it woman,"  he growled lowly in her ear.

Hana chuckled, a pained expression on her face, "What are you going to do? Rape me again?" She shot back and spit in his face.

"Stupid bitch!" He yelled snaking her face, he yanked her up by the hair and she cried out in pain. "I've got a worse punishment for you, woman." He dragged her down the hallways to one of empty and unused rooms. "Wait here."
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Taehyung had heard the yelling and sounds, they had woken him up from his sleep. He hid himself in the cubord in the bathroom, he hid because he didn't want to be seen and taken to pleasure someone.

He flinched harshly when the sound of the door was slammed open harshly. "~Taetae" he heard Keith's voice call from the main room. "Get your fucking ass out here!"

Taehyung didn't breath, he held his breath and covered his mouth. He was shaking, he knew there was no way out of what they wanted to do but he tried his best anyway.

When Keith found him, he was pulled out and dragged down the hallway. The grip the older male had on his upper arm was bruisingly tight. He winced at the pain, but didn't voice anything. Too afraid to say anything.

"All right, you've gotten out of going on jobs because of that woman but now, now you have to fucking go. That bitch isn't gonna be able to save you any more."

Taehyungs eyes widened, "wh-what...?" He questioned quietly.

Keith laughed, "let's just say she isn't our problem anymore. Thats what she gets for disrespecting us."
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"They... beat her to death..." Taehyung murmured, his head down and the hand Jungkook was caressing was now holding onto the younger males tightly. "I... she was trying to protect me... and they killed her because of it..." His grip tightened around Jungkooks hand. The young officer placed his other hand on Taehyungs lower thigh and started to gently rub circles there. "I'm sorry..."

Ciara wiped at her eyes, "why are you sorry?"

"I got your mother killed..."

"It wasn't your fault, you didn't kill her. She died helping someone she cared about, that makes me happy you met her, that she was there for you." The woman smiled, "the fact that you got out, and that she did everything she could to keep you safe makes me glad to have a mother like her."

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