You are friends with a group of boys at an unruly time. Where you are controlled by a dictator that is cruel and brutal. After certain events, you and your friends have gotten tired of his terror and planned to overthrow his reign. During their jour...
I packed a duffle bag of clothes and aid kit materials. My uncle then walked into my room, startling me. "What's the bag for?" my uncle asked me. "I'm leaving," I said as I continued to pack. I then closed it and picked it up. I was about to walk past him when he pushed me back. "Don't touch me," I said sternly. "Who do you think you're talking to?" He asked me and I balled my fist. "You..." He grabbed me by my neck and pushed me on the bed. His grip on my neck tightened. I wrapped my hands around his trying to stop him.
"You want to leave, I'll help you." He pressed my body into the bed, choking me. I tried kicking but he sat on my legs, not allowing me to move. "L-let m-m-me go." I gasped for air, my throat burned for oxygen. "Die, bitch!!!" My vision slowly started getting black... he was then ripped off of me. I fell on the ground, coughing and trying to catch my breath. "Y/n!" Namjoon popped in front of me and looked at me, concerned. "Are you ok?" I nodded my head and he helped me up. He grabbed my bag and we walked into the living room to see my uncle tied to a chair. The guys were surrounding him.
"Tell them to let me go." He growled at me and I just kept feeling his hands on my throat. "Y/n, come over..." Jimin called me over. Namjoon walked over with me to Jimin and he grabbed my hand, holding it up. "You've hurt her since she was in high school, that stops now," he grunted. "I'll tell King Jiyong..." The guys laughed slightly and all I could do was stare at my uncle. "He'll be dead soon, just like you..." Jimin smirked, his voice deep and raspy. I... I liked it. "Y/n!" He screamed when Yoongi stabbed him in the shoulder with a knife. To be honest, I-I liked seeing him in pain. All the pain he inflicted on me was being inflicted on him.
"Y-Y/n, h-help me." Hoseok pulled out a bottle and opened it, pouring some on my uncle's arm. He screamed in pain as his skin was burning off. "Acid?" Yoongi asked him. "Yup." he nodded. "Cool..." Yoongi smirked, skimming my uncle's face. "You all a-a-are s-s--sick!!" he stammered. " We could be sicker..." Taehyung mumbled. "It's almost 11 guys.." Jungkook said, looking at the time. Jimin handed me the gun and I looked at it. "Just hold it, get used to the feeling of it in your hand," Jimin whispered in my ear, holding my hand gently. It made me feel secure. "Jinja..."
I looked at him and he shook his head. "How many times did you boys fuck this bitch, tell me," he asked and I lost it. I shot him in the leg. He screamed in pain and kind of smiled. I was hesitant about it at all. "I'm not a bitch!" I yelled. "You're gonna run away with them." Jimin tossed acid in his face and it burned his face, melting his skin. He screamed and screamed. I felt happy. "Jungkook, the room next to mine there's a safe by the bed, the code is 5-4-2-0-9 there's more than 500,000 won in there there's also some gold pieces," I said, looking at my uncle. "I'm taking your whole life savings," I smirked. "Thank you Bang Yong suk." Jungkook hurried off into the hallway and soon came back with a fuller bag.
"My face! My Face!" I grabbed a bottle of acid from Jimin and put it on my uncle's clothing. "I never wanted to hurt someone... but I'll never regret hurting you as it gave me much joy." I pulled out a lighter and lit his clothes on fire. He screamed as his whole body started to catch on fire. I then lit the couch knowing it would take the rest of the house. We quickly left the house and watched as the house caught on fire, still being able to hear my uncle's screams. "I can't believe I did that..." I said softly. "Neither can I," Jin mumbled. "Let's go," Jimin uttered, we held onto our bags and ran towards the Hidden Forest. "Follow me, I set up an area where we can rest before the morning," Jin explained. We kept walking and Jin stopped at the sight of tents and a small lit fire. I ran into a tent and sat down, I felt so tired and was out of it.
Jimin POV
Y/n didn't say a thing and ran into a tent. "We should get some rest," Namjoon said and we nodded. "Yeah, but who's sleeping with Y/n," Hoseok asked, we looked at each other and looked at the tent. I pulled out a coin and flipped it. "If you guess right the person is sleeping with Y/n, Tails," I suggested. "Heads.." Jin and Hoseok said at the same time. "Me too." Jungkook and Yoongi added. "Tails." Taehyung and Namjoon said and I moved my hand and it should tails. "Me, Joon, and Tae," I mumbled. "Heads.." they said and I went with my gut. "Tails," I mumbled and Jungkook scoffed. "Tails again.." I looked at him and shrugged my shoulders. "I just picked the opposite of what they did." I flipped it again and covered the coin. I moved it and it showed tails. "I won..." I said surprised.
"Oh well, see y'all in a couple of hours we leave at dawn..." Jin announced and I walked to the tent, crawling inside. Y/n looked at me and I smiled. She looked away and my smile disappeared. I sat down in front of her and looked at her. "What's wrong?" I asked her, bothered. "I'm just worried what if we can't do this if we get caught, we're done for..." she said and I shook my head. "You're thinking about it too much, as long we have each other we'll make it." I held her hands and she looked at me. "I guess you're right..." she said and I gave her a look. "You guess?" I pushed her over and she laughed. I leaned on my arm, laying down. I stared at her. I was close to her face and she bit her lip softly. "Hyung-oh..." We sat quickly and saw Jungkook. "Mianhae, um good night." he then ran off, closing the tent.
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