hurts like hell | minsung ✓

twelve

~Han Jisung~

"Dad, put down the gun. I'll come home, I promise. I'll do anything you ask of me, just please take the gun away from Changbin." I looked my best friend in the eye, trying to reassure him everything would be okay, but I didn't really know that. Changbin was visibly scared, it's not every day your best friend's father holds a gun to your head.

Minho still stood his ground in front of me, and you could tell it was bothering my father. His hand snaked behind his back to hold onto mine, and I felt a tiny bit better. But I had the feeling this would be my last time seeing Minho. My father wanted me home and he wanted to away from the Lee family. He wouldn't stop until he got just that.

Changbin was given a slightly shove toward me, and my father's gun was returned to it's holster. "Jisung, it's time to go. It's time for you to say goodbye to your little boyfriend and your friend."

"W-What am I saying goodbye for?"

With the snap of his fingers, my father had his men take Minho away from me. They had restrained him at the opposite end of the room, and no matter how hard he struggled they wouldn't let him go.

My father's hand wrapped around my wrist, preventing me from going anywhere. I locked my eyes with his, and did the only thing I could do. "Don't do this to him. Take your anger out on me, don't hurt Minho. Please, I will do anything. Let him go back to his family. Dad, I love him don't hurt him."

"Jisung, my son, my pride. Minho is a liar. He is a fraud. He never loved you, and he never will. Don't you see what this is? He's taking control of you, he's using you for his own good. He's suing you to make his father's company succeed. No one will ever love you, Jisung. It's all a lie."

My father smiled down at me, wrapping his strong arms around me. "I would never lie to you. I can admit all my faults, but I have never lied to you."

I turned my head, looking at Minho. Was my father right? I shook my head, why would I believe my father. But Minho always seemed to good to be true, he swooped in and saved me. No normal person just does that.

"Jisung he is lying. I knew you were special the very first time our lips met. I knew I needed to protect you the second I saw the bruises on your body. I love you. I really really do, and those aren't words I just-"

"Knock them out."

And without warning, a cloth was placed over my face and I could no longer breathe.

*** this story has been leading up to the prologue. buckle up.***

I woke up on the cold floor of an unknown locations. Minho was beside me, and had awaken before me. He turned to me, and I allowed his hands to cup my face. I had started to believe my father, for he never had lied. Minho didn't want me, he wanted to ruin me.

That was what this relationship was built of off. A series of lies to make the other fall in love. That's how relationships worked. People didn't love you, love wasn't real. Love was some made up fantasy and it was all coming into the light now.

I want you, Jisung. I really do." His eyes locked onto mine, and I wondered for just a second. Is this what love felt like? The feeling of safety in someones arms, the longing to be with them no. after what happened.

I placed my hands on his, pulling them away from my face. "Whatever this is, it started as a way to just hurt each other. We're rivals, think of our parents' companies. You don't want me, what you're feeling is made up in your head."

"It may have started as a game, but I can't help but to fall for you. I know deep down inside, you have to feel it as well. Jisung I know you, and you wouldn't have put up with me for months if you only had the intention of cutting me out of your life." He paused, he looked hurt. I hurt him, and I felt that pain. "Please, you h-have to feel it."

I shook my head. Love couldn't be real. My father was a lot of things but a liar was not one of them, he wants what was best for this company, and lying about love would be stupid anyway. People weren't meant to feel wanted, they were meant to succeed in some way.

Minho reached for my hand, but only caught a hold of a few fingers. "You cannot tell me that you don't think of our future together. You've gone your whole life being alone, you told me yourself! Let me be there for you, let me continue to love you."

"You want to pretend to love me to make me vulnerable. You have an effect on me, I can't deny that. You could make me drown and I'd be okay as long as you held me tight while doing it. You could try to kill me and I would want you! What don't you understand, Minho? I'm trying to make this feeling go away!"

I left him standing there speechless. Why didn't he understand that I'm unlovable? Why did I want his hands to touch mine once more? Why did I want love to magically exist because of him?

He didn't hesitate to try and reach for me again, but was immediately stopped.

"If you take one more step towards my son, I will shoot you. And I never miss."

It was my father. He paused briefly, but looked at me and kept speaking.

"I didn't want you to find out like this, Jisung. But how else was I supposed to tell you that these companies are gangs. Your little boyfriend doesn't love you, he wants to take our family down. Why else would he invest so much time in you? Because of his father."

I didn't want to believe my father. This game I was apart of...I really had believed it was going somewhere. I hated to say it, but it made so much sense. These companies were built off power and rivalry.

"Now Jisung, how about you get rid of your little boyfriend so I don't have to."

"B-But you said his death would cause war. I remember-"

"Do you want it to be you or him, Jisung?"

He passed me the gun. My heart shattered, I knew what I had to do. This was my life. This business, or gang, whatever it was, it was my life. And I had a trigger to pull.

I aimed the gun at my target. I could feel his heart stop. I didn't press the trigger right away, but instead listened to the cries of my father. A new experience to my ears. I listened as he told me how I was a better son than this.

"Jisung, no. You will cause war if I die. You can take over this company, but you need my help. You cannot kill me. I am your father. We can work this out."

No we couldn't, and with that I pulled the trigger. "I k-killed him."

I felt Minho's arms wrap around me, taking the gun from my hands. "I won, Jisung, I ruined you."