The blood in the dusk - A BTS fanfiction

31.

Minna's POV

He turned around, giving me soft smile.
Enlightening a hope in me that he may change.
"What is it?", I gathered all the courage to ask.
"Come here at least", He spoke gesturing me to lessen the gap since i stop at a distance.
I gulped but pacing near him, but just a bit.
"You're afraid of me now?", He sighed and asked.
I stayed quiet, diverting my gaze.
"You must think of me as someone else now", He snorted. Once i took a look back at his face, he had a sad and forced smile one his lips.
"Why are you doing this...?", I managed to ask.
I saw him taking a deep breath before turning his face to the beautiful stream in front of us.
"I said that already... and he deserves it!", He spat.
" why don't see that your father may have kept Taehyung as his son but all he did was torture him and his mother! He forced Taehyung for dirty deeds! Shouldn't you be glad that it wasn't really you?!", I said.
He turned to me death glaring at me.
"And you believe him?! What father would abandon his own child and make someone else's child the heir of his every single property?! Moreover, why are you siding him?! Did you forget he kept Jimin and Hoseok and didn't even tell you about them all this while he was with you?!", He hissed.
"H-how did you know...? How did you know Jimin and Hoseok are back?!", I questioned in surprise.
"I know more than you think i know", He said as his gaze firmly held mine.
"Bomin-ah... Stop it. I beg you to stop all this", I softened my tone, hoping to convince him.
"I'm sorry Noonah... but, did you back out when i told you to back away from avenging My father? I told you to leave it to me... but you never listened or... did you?", His words leaving me speechless.
Somehow, he was right. He was doing this for what he and his mother suffered. But he's taking it out on the wrong person.
"But Taehyung is not the right person to avenge on, Bomin-ah", I persisted.
"Then who is it, huh?!! Tell me who took my place, tell me who had my father and lived as his son all along?!! Not forgetting, tell me who stole you away from me?!", His raised his voiced.
I flinched at his tone. Another wave of shock hit me through his words.
"...s-stole me away from you..?", I asked softly.
"You never noticed, huh?! I gave you many hints but you never caught on one. But i'll say it now.... I like you, Jung Minna", He spoke.
My breath hitched. I seriously wasn't expecting this.
How did this happen?
"...i promise not to hurt you and to protect you but... i'm sorry i have to do this...", His tone drastically changed into dark one.
I cautiously stumbled back. The way he said that meant danger. He was definitely up to something.
I should have known he'd do something.
I was about to turn back and run away when he grabbed me by my arms pulling me towards him with force.
"What are you doing?!! Let me go", I said as I struggled against his touch.
But in the matter of seconds, i felt his lips slamming into mine harshly as he pushed back against a big tree.
The roughness of the tree might have scratched my back under my shirt but I didn't care at the moment.
I tried pushing him away but he wouldn't budge.
He grabbed both of my hands, shoving it behind to my back and had a firm hold.
I then soon felt a needle that pierced through my neck. I could feel the liquid flowing inside.
And in a few seconds, i started to feel dizzy. This was the moment where Bomin pulled his lips away.
And my senses shut down before i could do or say anything.

*at the hospital*
Author's POV

Taehyung sat in his bed, looking out of the window waiting for Anna and Jungkook to come back from there "talk" so he could ask Anna to look after Minna.
He couldn't help but feel worried for some reason.
He felt as if he shouldn't have let her leave like that. Infact, he should have said it some other time instead of now.
He sighed and heard his phone's notification bell.
He turned to look at his side table where the phone was laying.
He reached out for his phone unlocking the phone immediately, once he read the the number of the sender.
His heartbeat accelerated. His fingers tightening around his phone.
It was the same number that he told Anna to track when he first got the text from Bomin.
And this time it was picture with a caption.