AIM

Finale

The guns direction was heading straight for Jimin, the boy before the bullet now shocked at my aim, if anyone should have the weapon aimed at them it would be the loathsome father of mine, there was so much wrong in this room, not just from Jimin, but from the cruel man whose boot still pressed firmly on my throat, the smell of worn leather hanging around my face. My eyes tearing as they met his, he looked pleadingly back at me, I could feel all the eyes in the room so fixed upon my finger, the trigger just seconds away from being pulled, in one swift motion the sound of the trigger echoed in a deadly silence through the warehouse... down his body fell.

The sight, the sound of the crushing body hitting the floor, the pain that erupted through my chest, my mind racing through the emotions my action had caused, guilt, relief, fear, contemplating it all, I stared at his eyes, now closed, shut for forever, unchanging. My eyes still wide with tears following, I had really taken his life, knowing I had no place, no room left to judge anymore, those standing around watching this all unfold, murderers, assassins, gang members, I had done no less crime than these men, I was pathetic to think myself any better. This action was a last straw, I had already ruined too many lives in this room, even more so now, I was tearing them all apart. I had to make this decision.

Jimin still standing, his eyes wide and full of life and fear, stared down at my father's body who had not anticipated the swift change in direction, the bullet burying itself in my father's skull, my late father.

Jimin made a hesitant step towards me, yet he regretted his move as soon as the trigger found its new target, "No!" –the voices of the men before me exclaimed, the weapon was now planted against my temple, the cold hard metal firm against my skin, I feared myself more than the fire that could resonate out of the gun with just one simple press, all their trouble would be gone.

Throughout my life, it has been a series of lives ruined just for the sake of my own, when does it stop? Does it stop here, can I stop the destruction of my own path now?, could I leave this place with the group still intact, nothing has been right since I entered their world, nothing had been right with me either, knowing all I had done, I had never felt more alive, more afraid, more doubtful, yet there was all of this, all this chaos laced with emotion, laced with unforgiving love, love I didn't know could exist, in more ways, in more places than one; my heart was too fragile to part ways, to choose and break another, two hearts would break for the sake of one. I couldn't do that to them... I couldn't.

"Please y/n, don't do this, not now, not after everything—" the words angered me, Namjoon pleaded with such ignorance, "yes after everything! After all I have done, the mess of it all, the mess I've created between you two" I could feel my voice growing hoarse and jumpy, my heart breaking as both of the boys tears fell, pained expressions still fixated on me, my own mirroring theirs. A voice spoke over the silence coming from the back, his voice steadier, stronger. Yoongi stepped cautiously through the boys, coming forth into view, "This isn't your fault, you blame yourself for falling in love, for falling for more than one, yet you forget they fell too, they chose the same path when their hearts decided, they weren't oblivious of the other, you think they didn't notice how the other looked at you, you don't think they cautiously made the decision to love you anyway? They knew what they were getting into, they knew one would be hurt, but their pain is theirs, your choice will hurt one of them indefinitely, so don't make a decision that'll hurt them both, not only them but the rest of us too... make a decision that makes you happy, there is no point in all three of you being hurt by this... and for fucks sake lower the gun!"