Detective Partners [K.N.J] (Revamping 7-13)

♡‧₊˚✧Chapter Three

‧₊˚✧Detective Partners‧₊˚✧

"Namjoon? What brings you here?" He had a serious look nothing out of the ordinary except it felt somewhat off like his find and everything felt off

"She's dead, Suran was found dead this morning"

It all happened too fast, Suran was gone too soon. I felt my heart skipping a beat, I was breathing very heavily, my hands were getting sweaty, my head was spinning, and I wasn't feeling so good. I felt sick to my stomach but I couldn't move even if I tried to, it felt like everything was spinning. Namjoon still had that serious look on his face

"Are you okay, Ms.L/N? You look very pale, do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

I fell forward and landed on my knees. Mr.Kim reached down to my height, carried me on his back, and took me to the extra bedroom Suran let me stay in.

"I'll be right back, don't move and stay where you are, got it?" I nod in response

I can't remember the last time I attended a funeral or lost someone so close to me.

Throughout my job, I had to attend many funerals but one that stuck out to me was a funeral from 3 years ago. I was 24 at the time and very new to my job, I was standing outside of the church when everyone was leaving thinking it was empty then I heard a little girl cry her soul out, "I need you, mommy. I need my mommy back... I want to my mommy braid my hair one last time, I want my mommy to read me a bedtime story again, WAKE UP MOMMY PLEASE WAKE UP!" Those words were glued to my head, seeing the little girl on her knees begging for her mom to come back brought me back to that horrific night.
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9 years ago

"I can't believe you're going off to college," My mother looked at me with tears welling up, "I'll call you before I go to sleep & I'll visit during the holidays" I held up my pinky linking hers with mine. Making pinky promises was always our thing. My mother had me 2 years after she had a miscarriage with her first baby, she made it her goal to protect me at all costs even if she had to sacrifice herself to keep me safe & protected.

9 years later after I was born my father passed away from a sickness which left my mother & I alone. She did everything to make sure I had everything I needed to have a good childhood. After she picked me up from school she would take me to the park. She had some snacks in her purse for us to eat while we were there. I would tell her about my day at school and what I wanted to become when I got older and graduated from college whilst braiding my very long hair.

I wiped her tears with my thumb, "I love you dearly, mother." She gave me a warm smile, "Let's go, I'll drop you off at the airport" As we made our way into the airport, a creepy woman looked at me and my mother. She finally came up to us asking for help, just when I was about to turn my head away from the woman I heard my mother scream in pain. She standing right in front of me as I watched her bleed to her death. The women ran off leaving me holding my mother in her pool of blood. The woman tried stabbing me but my mother prevented it from happening.

If only I knew something so bad was going to happen that day I wouldn't have allowed her to drop me off at the airport. The police or detectives didn't do anything to help so I've made it my job to make sure other families got justice
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Back to the present

"For a second I thought I was going to have to call 112 (the Korean version of 911)" Mr.Kim jokes

"Mr. Kim? What are you doing here?" I held up my hand to my head, feeling like my head just went through an earthquake of its own

"You fainted when I uh... you know" he pauses for a couple of seconds before building up the courage to say what he had to say "When I informed you about Suran passing"

"What? No, that's impossible. I haven't reported her missing yet. They must have the wrong Suran" I grip my bedsheets in hopes that Suran is still out there playing a sick joke on us or something

"I filed a missing persons report a couple of days ago when I went to pick up some papers from Mr.Min's office & I got a call from them this morning saying they found her body. They're currently doing an autopsy"

I was once again feeling that pit in my stomach earlier

"Y/n? Are you okay feeling? Do you need me to take you to the hospital or maybe get you some food?" He tilts his head to the side

"No, yeah I'm okay. Does her family know yet?"

"Yeah, I informed them before coming here" he takes a deep breath

"How are you holding up though? You were her only cousin, no?" I say still trying to keep my composure

"Uh yeah but I'm fine really"

"No, you're not. I understand wanting to be stronger for others but she was also someone to you. It's okay to admit that you're not okay, Namjoon. I know we're not on first name basis yet so I apologize for overstepping a boundary"

"It's fine I did the same so it's nothing for me to get upset over" he gives me a weak smile

"Mr.Kim, thank you for getting me food and being there for me. It-"

"Suran would've wanted me to do this, I'm doing this for her. Will you be fine on your own or do you need me to stay a little longer"

"I think I'll be fine on my own"

"I don't want you to think, I want you to know and be sure"

"I'll be fine on my own, Mr.Kim"

"Here is my number in case you need anything" and with that, he was gone. I was left all alone in my room. My breath reeked of coffee. I got up, took a shower, and changed.

"Hello, I know you're probably busy right now but I need your help" "I'll see you in a few then, thank you for helping me"

To be continued