"twists and turns (part 3)"
_________________________________________I fisted my hands, my knuckles turning white as I fought back tears, I turned my head to see a pair of warm brown eyes staring at me, with regret and pain.
"Ch-chaeyoung...," I whispered as I looked at her, and her eyes pooled with tears as she looked down on the floor, the rope in her hands.
"You... don't deserve this, Eunhee," Chaeyoung whispered before standing up, before placing something on the palm of my hand.
My eyes widened as I saw the sharp object placed neatly on my palm.
A knife.
"But please, Eunhee," Chaeyoung blurted out, her gaze on the floor as she fiddled with her fingers.
"Don't hurt our father," she pleads, courage filling her eyes as she looks at me.
I shake my head slowly, lifting myself up before throwing my arms at her, leaning against her before releasing the short hug.
"I won't Chaeyoung, I would never do something so evil," I replied to her softly before looking at the knife in my hand.
"Now I want you to run and hide while me ans Jimin try to get out of this with Jungkook and Tae," I told her and she nods, before turning her back at me and walking away.
My gaze transfers to Jimin, who was already standing up, and I nod at him and he gives a fierce nod back
"Dad! Release him now!" I yell at dad, who was seated on the chair infront of the computer, and he swiftly turns to us before giving us a glare.
Suddenly, a crowd of men in blue jumpsuits came out, armed with sticks and guns.
"No. Put them down," dad said as he stood up and gazed at us, he put his hand up signalling the crowd behind him to stay put.
"This... is a family matter, please leave," dad said and all the men noddes before walking away from the area.
"You're not stopping me from taking this opportunity! I finally have target 510!" Dad argued as he gripped the table.
"He is not 510! He's Jungkook!" Jimin argued back.
"You're not gonna stop me! Namjoon, Seokjin, Yoongi, Hoseok! Get them!" Dad yelled and the boys who were beside him nodded before charging at us.
"I'll get Taehyung while you deal with those guys!" Jimin yelled at me as he ran away as swift as he can from the sight of the men.
"Hey! Come back here! You little-," I scream at him, as I was left alone in the corner with these two men crossing their arms at me.
"Hello expensive girl," one guy winked at me.
"I have a knife!" I threaten them as I shove the knife to their faces.
"aAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" a pitchy voice screamed and my eyes widened as I looked at this brown-haired guy with eyes widened, hiding behind Namjoon.
So much for bad guys.
What's his name again?
Hosuck?
Hoesack?
Howsock?
"Yeah! Scream at it! Its deadly! It can kill you!" I threaten him.
The guy hiding behind Namjoon continued to scream. I turn behind me to see a huge smirk right infront of me, brown eyes looking intensely at me.
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