Vixen (Bts Gang AU)

Speak Up

"Look, I'm not your enemy." He says holding his hands up in the air. "But for some reason I'm yours." I say with an air of superiority, smirking at him which only sends a death glare in my direction. "Jimin, what did they do to you?" I ask casually, closing my eyes and leaning my head back. "We've been over this before, I'm not talking to you." He snarls and slams his cuffed hands onto the table. "Be careful darlin, my trigger finger is itchy today." I say and lift the gun up in the air, messing carelessly with the trigger.

"And I'm not talking so shoot me." He growls and I lazily open an eye to see his hands curl into fists. "Baby listen here. I don't exactly what to shoot you but I'm not afraid to. Ready? Watch me shoot a lightbulb without looking." I close my eye, toss up the gun, catch it and pull the trigger hearing a lightbulb shatter. I open my eyes to see him shielding away from the glass that rains down. "The next one goes in you." I spit out each word and watch him flinch. "I want to talk to Yoongi again." He says and I pull my feet down, leaning over the table so that my face is inches from his.

"Well right now you're talking to me. Man up Jimin. I know you aren't afraid of me. I know you care about me. Talk to me." I say softly and he smiles sadistically, laughing darkly. "I don't care about you. I've never cared. I never will. Just think about every time that I've kissed your lips. Every touch. It's all just to make you fall into my lie." He says and I stand up, slamming my hands down on the table. "Go fuck yourself." I snap and whip out of the room, nearly breaking the door as I slam it shut.

"Holy shit. Dear God. I'm either going to cry or murder so someone take my gun right now." I shout and Hoseok grabs the gun dangling from my fingers, the four of them watching me carefully. "He's so far gone. How did I never know?!" I cry out and Yoongi puts an arm around my shoulders, kissing my forehead. "We all didn't notice." Jin says quietly, eyes locked on Jimin's figure. The gentle, carefree boy replaced with a reckless, arrogant fool. "I don't know how to fix it." I lean into Yoongi's embrace and he wraps both his arms around me.

"We didn't need answers. We can get answers ourselves. All we need to know is if you set them off." Hoseok says and passes my gun back. I put it in the holster and sigh, walking away from Yoongi. "Alright, let's do this." I open the door to Jungkook's room and his entire body flinches. "Hey Kookie." I say and sit down, watching his fear dissipate as he meets my eyes. "Jinnie, what's going on?" He asks me, leaning forward and I lean back, kicking my feet up and watching him pull back. "Tell me everything you remember." I offer and his gaze hardens.

"No. I won't talk to you. It's your fault." He snarls and I remember how it probably is. Taehyung and I had left him behind the day he was taken, we should've brought him but we didn't. "But we saved you. You're safe here." I say and he shakes his head. "I'm not safe when you're here. It's only a matter of time before you snap." He makes it out to sound like I'm a monster. "I took a bullet for you Jungkook. Does that mean nothing?" I ask, putting my feet down and leaning forward to search his gaze.

"They should've tried harder if you got hit and are still alive." He spits out each words and it hits me like a grenade. I gasp softly and pull away from him, tears working their way into my eyes and blurring my gaze. "Jinnie come on, you didn't think any of us actually care do you?" He says playfully and my heart shatters as the door flies open. "You're out of fucking line Jungkook!" Yoongi cries out and Taehyung quickly pulls the boy away as Hoseok runs in and helps me up, putting an arm around my waist.

"Knights in shining armor." Jungkook teases and Hoseok slams the door shut behind us as I fall apart, tears racing down my face. "I'm going to fucking murder him. Taehyung let me go!" Yoongi shouts and Jin takes his gun away, helping Taehyung restrain him. "He didn't mean it Jinnie. He doesn't know himself or what he's saying." Hoseok whispers, holding me tightly as I sob with my face in my hands. "He still said it. It fucking hurts." I wail and just about collapse in Hoseok's arms, the fight leaving my body.

"Jinnie." He says softly and I push out of his hold before sinking down to the ground. "I'm done. I can't do it anymore!" I cry out and the hallway falls silent, the sounds of Yoongi fighting against Jin and Taehyung stopping. The only sounds are heavy breathing and my crying as sobs wrack my body. "No, no, no. Don't give up." Taehyung's deep voice soothes as he sits beside me, reaching out to hold me. "I have to give up. I can't force myself to keep going." I flinch away from his touch and wipe my eyes, looking around at them slowly.

"I'm hurt, physically, mentally and emotionally. I can't continue faking the energy to keep going. I can't keep hiding the pain. I just can't." I say desperately and take the holster off my thigh, tossing it and the gun away. We all watch as it skitters down the hall before hitting the wall and stopping and I slowly stand up. "Jinnie wait-" I take about two steps before sinking back down to the floor with a pained cry, my hand hovering over my wound. "I don't know how many more times I can say I can't do it. I'm finished." I sigh and slowly shut my eyes as the white hot pain sears through my body. Then everything goes dark and cold.