Vampire High | BTS

Chapter 4

I climbed on the bus and shrank into my seat. I peered out the window and saw Jungkook pouting.

"Oh, crud. I'm gonna regret this." I got up and poked my head out the door, catching his attention immediately. I motioned for him to get on the bus and he flashed his bunny smile as he ran to get on the bus.

"Hey." He plopped down next to me.

"Hi." I smiled. "You won't make me regret this, will you?"

"Nope." He thought for a minute. "Maybe a little."

"Whatever." We ended up laughing all the way to my front door. I pulled out my keys and went to insert them in the lock, when Jungkook grabbed my wrist.

"Wait. Something's not right. Is your front door normally locked?"

"Yeah. Why?" He twisted the door knob and it opened. "Be careful." We walked in and the strong smell of blood hit us square in the face.

"Jungkook-"

"Hold your breath." I inhaled deeply as we picked our way thru the house. "Red. Look away." I went to look over his shoulder and he turned me away, after I saw a giant pool of blood.

"Jungkook--" I moved around him and screamed. Namjoon came rushing in and saw what was on the floor.

"Get her out of here."

"No." I said firmly. "I'm staying." I knelt beside the pool of blood and wept. "MO-O-O-M!!!!"

-Half an hour Later-

"I came home with my friend, and went to unlock the door, but it was already open. We came inside, where the strong smell of blood hit us and that's when we found my mom dead." I pulled the blanket I had fished from my room tighter as I saw Jimin run up with Taehyung, Hoseok, and Yoongi.

"RED!!" I walked over and they gathered me in a hug.

"We're so sorry." Jimin said.

"We should've gone with Jungkook and come home with you." Hoseok said.

Taehyung just held me. That was probably the best thing that could've been said.

"Here. I'll take you to my place. You can rest and gather yourself there." Taehyung said. I nodded and, with the all clear from the police, I left with Taehyung. I was still a sobbing mess when we arrived at his house. "Its ok. My parents are like us."

"O-Ok." We walked in and Taehyung called for his parents.

"Mom! Dad! I'm back!!" They came down and smiled.

"Hello, dear. Please make yourself at home. Taehyung will show you around."

"Thank you." Taehyung lead me to the bathroom and opened the door.

"Clean yourself up. I'll bring you some clothes and we'll hunt later."

"Ok." He went to leave but I grabbed his hands. "Wait!"

"Y-yeah?"

"Thank you. Really." I smiled. "I don't know what I would've done if I hadn't met you guys today."

"Don't mention it." He rubbed the back of his head. "You'll be ok. The boys and I will take care of you. Now go have a shower."

"Ok." I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. My cheeks were red, as were my eyes. My irises were dulling, from a bright blue to a dark turquoise, as they always did when I was hungry. I discarded my uniform and turned the shower on. I got in and essentially scrubbed the shit outta my skin to the point where if I had gone further, I would have made myself bleed. I got out and pulled my underwear and bra on when Taehyung knocked on the door. "Yeah?" I wrapped the towel around me.

"Jisoo said you could borrow these. I'll leave them-"

"No. Come in. I need your help with something." He walked in and put the clothes down.

"What's wrong?" He took my hand.

"You see, there-"

"TaEhYuNg!! The police are here to question your friend!" I changed and we walked out.

"Hey, Taehyung. Call the others. We'll all go tonight." I walked into the living room and sat opposite the cops.

"Now, Miss Red. What occupation did your parents have?"

"Dad died when I was born and Mom was one of the 8 biggest crime syndicates. We were the second Min's." There were four Kim's, One Jung, Park and Jeon, and one other Min and a Do. RM was one Kim.

"Do you know of anyone who would or did harbor a hatred towards your mother?"

"Not that I-" Something clicked. "There was one person. His name was Song Lee-hun."

"Ok. Final question. Do you know who is next in line for your family title? Older brother or sister?"

"Yes, I know. I have no older brother or sister. It goes to me."

"We'll contact you with any extra information we may find."

"When will I be able to go home?"

"A few days. A week max."

"Ok."