Opposites Attract

{34} How Dare You Hurt My Friends

"Guys. This is it. We need you to come right now." Namjoon ordered in a low voice.

I exchanged glances with Jimin and he nodded.

"We got this Y/n. Are you ready?" Jimin asked in a calm voice squeezing my hand which he was already holding. I nodded.

"Listen up! Orders are to go to the city library. Follow my car and be careful!" Jimin announced and everyone started getting out of their seats and moving into their office cars, 4 in each.

I entered Jimin's car and we were leading the way. All the other cars following in cue. It felt like a movie. Like how the lead goes to the villain followed by police cars to rescue his woman. But here I guess I was on my way to rescue my man. I giggled at the thought. Jimin noticed and only smiled back focusing on the road.

In no time we were there and silently went up to the top floor according to Namjoon's words, obviously being followed by the officers.

We met up with Taehyung and Namjoon who were hiding at the table at the corner of the room. They were even wearing masks for extra caution. They gave us a nod and loaded their guns while we took our seats. There was no one else in the room except for us.

Jang Min Ho sat at the table further away from us with his lady, their backs facing us and two more people dressed in black looking scary. He was explaining something to them in a foreign language and there were the same packets containing the white powder. The one they found back at home. Taehyung and Namjoon tucked the guns in their back pockets and walked up to them.

"Excuse me? Are you Jang Min Ho? Taehyung asked the man while Namjoon casually took the packets in his hands examining them.

"I'm sorry you got the wrong person." He replied snatching away the powder from Namjoon's hand. Taehyung took off the mask.

"I don't think so though. I clearly saw you attack my girl at my own apartment." He said smirking. I could tell dad was in panic when he recognised Taehyung because he stood up immediately.

"What the hell?  What do you have to do with me?" He asked raising his voice.

"You are under arrest Mr. Jang Min Ho for the offence of murdering your business partner for full shares, dealing and smuggling illegal drugs, domestic abuse and let's not forget the kidnapping 15 years ago." Namjoon said taking out his handcuffs.

"And what proof do you have?" He raised his voice again and followed the gaze of the two police officers which where now looking at me.

"Y/n? You bitch!" His curse echoed throughout the empty room.

"Keep you voice down Mr. Jang Min Ho. Let's not forget this is a library." Taehyung reminded.

Ignoring his words the man marched towards me in full speed and Jimin stood up in defence. I stood up behind him. I could feel the blow on Jimin's jaw which was originally meant for me as he fell on the ground. Taehyung and Namjoon rushed towards us. Taehyung grabbed the man by his collar while Namjoon crouched down beside Jimin following me. We helped him sit up but his mouth was all bloody and he was throwing up blood.

"How dare you hurt my friend? How dare you hurt my girlfriend?!" Taehyung punched the man continuously until he got dis-balanced and fell to the ground as well. The woman and the two men had already fled to avoid getting in trouble.

"Taehyung control yourself! You'll kill him!" Namjoon shouted from his spot and had to get in between them when Taehyung wasn't listening anymore. He quickly put the cuffs around dad's wrist and dragged him along I helped Jimin stand up. Taehyung helped me carry Jimin towards our ride.

"Let's take you to the hospital first. Namjoon will take care of him for now." Taehyung said as he got into the driver's seat and I sat with Jimin in the back seat.

We reached the hospital in 5 minutes. The familiar building still sends chills down my spine as the memories of my sister came flooding back each time.

He got Jimin checked up and he didn't need to get admitted obviously. They just cleaned up the wound and prescribed some medicines. It was not as bad as it looked so it was a relief because we thought he might have broken his pretty little face.