Blood In The Water / Mafia / Kim Taehyung

~ 17

Jungkook is still unconscious when I find him. He looked peaceful like this, despite the bruises that coloured his upper torso a mixture of dark green and purples. Yoongi was still by his side when I'd entered the room, applying a thick, pale cream to the worst of his bruises. I perched myself on the edge of the bed where Yoongi and Hobi had carried Jungkook. "Taehyung is hardly ever physically violent with us, but it's like he has a grudge against Jungkook these days," Yoongi mutters watching over the male with his eyebrows furrowed. Yoongi was right, Taehyung frequently lost his temper with the others but he never physically hurt them, it seemed like Jungkook was an exception. Perhaps because Jungkook was more willing to stand up against Taehyung or maybe there were deeper rooted problems Taehyung had with Jungkook.

"I'm going to assume you also think I made a mistake by staying," I direct at Yoongi, chewing on my bottom lip. I couldn't get Jimin's words out of my head, he'd never offered me advice before, certainly not advice that was intended to help me. Yoongi raises an eyebrow and laughs lightly, "you're absolutely fucking crazy if you ask me," he says almost amused by the situation. I let out a heavy sigh and bury my head in my hands trying to think things through logically but my mind was all over the place. I was trying to deal with a lot; Jungkook's feelings towards me, not to mention the fact I'd just murdered my father, found out Taehyung had killed my mother and the birthmark on my hip is actually the brand of a notorious mafia gang.

"Taehyung isn't going to just let you stay here without you pulling your own weight," Yoongi adds more seriously after seeing my reaction to his last comment. I glance up at him to meet his stone-cold expression. "I still don't understand why you are here anyways?" Yoongi questions with genuine interest. I knew all of the others were dying to know why I'd made the decision to stay but to be completely honest I didn't know myself. I couldn't pinpoint the main reason I'd done what I had. "It doesn't matter," I mumble with my head down. My eyes trail up Jungkook's body to his face where he still laid unconscious, passively listening to mine and Yoongi's conversation.

"Is it Jungkook or Taehyung you stayed for?" Yoongi notices I'm staring at Jungkook so I quickly advert my eyes back to him. "Why would you ask me that?" I try brushing off his question. It was a question I didn't want to answer especially when it was coming from Yoongi who could easily read the nervous expression on my face.

"Well I think we all know, you haven't stayed because you've taken a sudden liking to murdering people, which only leaves me with the thought that there's someone in particular you don't want to leave behind. But whether that is Taehyung or Jungkook, I don't really know," Yoongi shrugs.

"I care about Jungkook, that doesn't mean I love him," I shake my head. I really liked Jungkook and I did care for him more than any of the others but I wasn't ready to love him and I don't know if I ever will be. "So it's Taehyung you stayed for," Yoongi nodded his head as if he finally understood. I fold my arms across my chest defensively, "that's not what I said," I grumble.

"But it's what you meant," Yoongi looks at me trying to meet my eyes but I refuse to face him. He was trying to force words into my mouth which weren't my own. I couldn't even figure out what my mind was thinking so there was no way Yoongi could.

"Tell me why you think I would be so in love with a man like Taehyung?" I snapped, raising my voice louder than I had intended to. Every time Yoongi opened his mouth to speak I got angrier, hearing the exact words I was trying to ignore. He hadn't been trying to push my buttons but every word he uttered added fuel to the growing blaze inside of me.

"I don't know Hanna. You can't control who you fall in love with, but if it is Taehyung you are here for then you need to realise you aren't going to be the girl that changes him into a better person or makes him realise his mistakes. There's no room for love in our kind of business. Taehyung will always be the sadistic asshole he is, so will I, so will Jungkook and so will everybody else in this house. I'm saying this because as much as you're a pain in the ass, I don't particularly want to see you dead." Yoongi didn't raise his voice a single octave but his words hit like knives. My entire body seized up and my throat turns dry as if it was made of sandpaper. I want to reply but all that leaves my mouth is a scratchy croak. It was as if even my own body had decided to give up on me too.