Blood In The Water / Mafia / Kim Taehyung

~ 9

I push the door open violently, throwing the gun that had been attached to my body to the floor. My eyes wander up to a tall girl stood in the hallway with one hand on her hip. Her hair was a platinum blonde shade, other than the dark roots peeking out, a clear sign it had been bleached. "Who the fuck are you?" I look the girl up and down with an upturned nose, not in the mood for introductions.

"I could say the same to you," she scoffs, her smile faltering for a second. She mimics my actions, allowing her eyes to trail up and down my body condescendingly.

"Mina, I see you've met Hanna," Taehyung casually strides over her. She wraps her arms around his neck. He pulled her closer to his body as she arched her neck back to place her lips on his. The kiss is long and messy. I notice Taehyungs eyes aren't closed but instead they are on mine, seeing if I'm watching. I turn my head quickly to look away, not wanting him to know he had my attention. They finally break apart, a devilish smirk on her face. A disgusted frown makes its way onto my face as her red lipstick leaves a stain on Taehyung's lips. "This is Mina, my girlfriend," he smiles sweetly tugging her closer to him by her waist.

"Girlfriend?" My eyes widen and I feel a strange heat course through my body. I briefly look over at the others who had now joined us. "Is there something wrong with that?" she mocks with a smirk. Oh the things I would do to slap that look off her face.

"No," I answer immediately, folding my arms across my body. "You sure? You look a bit disappointed," she lets out a squeaky and high pitched laugh that rings throughout the entire room. I wince and it takes everything in me to stop myself from rolling my eyes.

"Not at all. I couldn't give a shit about who Taehyung is fucking," my anger gets the better of me as I storm up to my room, confused why I was so annoyed he had a girlfriend. Was I jealous? No I couldn't be jealous, because jealousy involved having feelings and I certainly did not have feelings for Kim Taehyung. There's a knock at the door a few seconds later. I expect it to be Taehyung but instead Mina walks in. "I think we got off on the wrong foot," she smiles in an attempt to reconcile. Did she really think I was that easy? It was almost laughable.

"I don't want to talk to you," I mutter, minding my own business. I begin to fluff the pillows, doing anything possible to avoid her presence.

"Why not?" she pouts. I remain silent, hoping she'd get the idea we weren't going to become best friends any time soon. "Look, I'm Taehyung's girlfriend, okay. Don't even think of trying something because there's no point, you're not his type anyway," she's looks me up and down once again.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I drop the pillow in my hands to step closer to her. I certainly wasn't going to let a girl like her intimidate me. "I'm just saying a pathetic little girl like you isn't his style," she pushes out her bottom lip into a sarcastic pout. Her lips stretch into a smile once again and that's all it takes to finally push me over the top.

I slap her across the face, her skin inmediately beginning to turn a dark pink shade. My hand stings and tingles from the impact, a clear indicator of the force I had put behind it. The smile erases itself from her face and her eyes narrow. "You fucking bitch!" She screams before grabbing me by my hair and pushing me to the wall. I hit my head hard as I claw at her hands gripped around my upper arm. I'm stronger than Mina but not by much as I throw her to the side with all my energy. She tumbles over the bed and onto the ground on the other side. She hits the floorboards with a loud thud followed by a deafening silence. I rush around the other side of the bed to make sure I hadn't seriously injured her. Before I get there I hear a small chuckle.

"What is this? Huh" my eyes fall to the small slip of paper in her hand. It takes me a while to realise what it is. "How cute. In fact I'm sure Taehyung would love to see this too," she laughs as she picks herself up from the ground.