!!! WARNING !!! VIOLENCE !!!
~Han Jisung~
I felt Minho's arms tighten around my waist, and he slowly pulled the gun away from me. His chin rested on my shoulder as he smiled next to my ear. I was frozen just listening to the blank words he whispered into my ear.
"You lost, Jisung."
"I ruined you."
"I did this, yet you killed him."
I wanted nothing more than to rip away from his arms. Did he ever love me? I had no clue, but Minho used me. I was the way to his success. I was made to be used. I loved Minho, and I don't think I'd ever stop, yet I felt like I was nothing but a game to him. I let him use me. I allowed myself to continuously get hurt for him.
"Minho, I thought you loved me-"
He turned me around in his arms, his hands rested at the bottom of my back. His smiled faded, and his eyes grew cold.
"I thought I loved you too, Jisung. But there's no room for love in this business."
"Your parents love each other. They love you. Changbin's parents love each other, and they-"
His eyes closed, and his head dropped. "I can't love you. You'll ruin me more than I could ever hurt you."
"Let me ruin you." I cupped his face in my hands, forgetting about everything else in the world. I don't care what he did to me, I wanted him. I wanted the fights, the tears, the bruises. I'd go through a ring of fire for him. No matter how badly he hurt me.
"Jisung, you just killed your father. I made you kill your own father. You shouldn't want to be with me, not anymore. What ever we had was a mistake, you need to realize that. We are rivals, we were rivals before we even met. You don't need me."
Our eyes locked. I knew he didn't want this to end. He wanted this as much as I did. It may of started as some bet, but we could make it work. I'd make it work.
"My father was an obstacle, now he's gone. We aren't a mistake, you're just afraid to get hurt. I don't care, Minho, break me apart if you want. I'm not going anywhere."
"You sound crazy."
"Who's fault is that, Minho?"
"Fair enough."
~Lee Minho~
I did love Jisung. I just knew it was wrong. We tried to forget about what had happened in the past, and it was easy to just pretend it was a bad dream. Jisung didn't have family anymore, they either disowned him or they were dead. I knew how badly Jisung hurt, and part of the way he was is because of me. He's not the same boy he used to be, but it was for the better.
His mother had given up the company and my father had built an empire. Jisung singlehandedly took down a gang, yet alone his own. No one was ever going to get in between us again, not if they wished to stay alive.
Changbin had joined our new troop, and he sure was the brains of every assignment. Jisung recruited his friends, well more like saved them. We were all set for life, we had nothing more to worry about. This new gang, no empire, it would be the start of a revolution. And we'd do it together.
Who would of thought a forbidden love would soon conquer the world? Who would've thought I'd be as powerful as I am?
We were dangerous, but so in love. What more could I ask for?
"What are you thinking about?" His head rested on my chest as we laid in bed, and I felt his stare.
"You."
"Oh really?"
"Of course."
He listened to his sighs, and he turned his back to me. He had so many doubts about us. He hardly trusted me anymore. I tried to regain everything we had before, but it'd never be the same. He lost so much, and I lost nothing.
"Do you really love me, Minho? Or do you just not want to hurt me again?"
My hand rested on his waist, and he flinched. "Jisung, look what we built. Look what we have. Don't ask silly questions."
"You can't even say it. All you do is tiptoe around my questions."
"Look at me." He turned slightly, allowing our eyes to meet. "I love you, I do. Nothing is greater than you. Nothing makes me feel that way you make me feel."
He smiled, such a beautiful smile. He proceeded to get off the bed and lock the door, my heart rate sped up drastically. He gave me this look of pure desire, as he made his way back to me. It was like the first time we met, except so much different.
His legs straddled each side of my waist and he looked down on me. "Say it again."
"I love you, Jisung."
"Close your eyes and say it like you really mean it."
I closed my eyes, not trying to hide the smirk on my face. Before I could speak another word, Jisung's lips met mine and his tears fell onto my face.
~Han Jisung~
I let him wipe my tears one last time. I kissed him one last time. Would I regret this? Only one way to find out. Our lips separated and a look of sorrow fell upon Minho's face.
"Jisung, what happened? What did I do wrong?"
"Minho you ruined me. You do realize that, right? You know how much pain you made me feel?"
And there he was, speechless. How oblivious could one be? He hands gripped my waist, trying to pull me towards him again.
"Fuck you, Lee Minho. I wish we never met. I wish I never fell in love with you. I wish I killed you instead of my father."
"You don't mean that, Jisung. We love each other, you know it and so do I. Don't be like this."
"You will never love me the way I love you."
"Jisung, no stop that."
"Im so sorry."
"What-"
Then I picked up his stupid handmade Australian lamp and bashed his head in. He didn't fight back, yet just let me continue to hurt him. He screamed a bit, but it was over within minutes. I heard pounding on the door, but I wasn't stopped. Minho thought he'd be the death of me, though it was quite the opposite.
I laid next to my now dead lover, intertwining his hand in mine. I closed my eyes, feeling my throat start to close from the poisons I had ingested the night before.
Nothing would ever separate us, not even death. That's how love worked, right?
Til death do us apart, Lee Minho. It was amazing while it lasted.
"I really did love you, Lee Minho. I wish you could say the same-"
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well uh hi. thank you for following this journey. i bet you didn't expect that one, well me neither. it just kinda popped into my head. happy endings can be great sometimes, but they just don't come to me easily. it was only fair this had a romeo and juliet ending, as their love was forbidden.
and before you ask, yes they did love each other. up until their very last breaths, their love never faded. and that's quite beautiful if you ask me. love is a weird thing to try and explain, and sometimes i don't know if it truly exists. what was shown in this book was true love.
i really like writing minsung books, and hopefully another will come in the future.
thank you again, and look forward to new books soon.
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