FLASHBACK
JUNGKOOK'S POV-:
I watched her, playing with TAEHYUNG's retarded Pomeranian in the garden. She laughed and giggled, without a care in the world, while the man she blindly trusted, was probably beating to death, the people who brought her into this world.
She is definitely Naive, annoyingly so, but I still want to have her all for myself.
Taehyung doesn't deserve someone as pure as her. He'll break her. And even though I'm no better than him, I can still practice more control than he can.
He's impulsive, irrational, completely untameable, and he will eventually go bursting into flames. And if I don't intervene, he'll take her down with him.
I suppose it is this streak of wanting to save the good ones that makes me the slightest bit human, otherwise, I'm nothing more than a self centred murderer, who enjoys the gore and blood.
But Taehyung, he doesn't have a single streak of compassion or empathy.
"Jungkook! What are you doing standing over there? Come play with us!" She squealed in childish excitement.
Play with you? Oh how I wish I could, right here and now.
I walked over, next to her, while she was crouched down, rubbing the dogs belly.
"You should come inside, it's getting dark and chilly."
"Oh come on, it's barely six." She turned back to the dog licking her fingers.
"Besides, Yeontan isn't done playing yet, are you little guy?" She spoke in a playful baby voice, earning a little bark of agreement.
"By the way, where's Taehyung? Is he still busy?" She asked casually.
Yeah. Busy killing your folks.
"Yeah....sorta."
"Will he be home anytime soon?"
"I can't say."
She nodded, a glint of discontent in her eyes.
Okay, I've had enough.
I sighed loudly,making her turn to me.
"You ok?" She looked a tad bit concerned.
"No. No I'm not." She furrowed her eyebrows.
"Taehyung is going to kill your parents." I blurted.
"WHAT!" She shrieked, in horror, rising up to her feet.
"He's in an abandoned Warehouse right now, with them. I don't know if they're already dead or he's still torturing them."
I deadpanned.
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
She shook her head in denial.
"You're lying." She mumbled, barely forming the words.
"I wish I were,"
"No! He would never do something like that!" She snapped, tears started brimming her eyes.
"Yes he would. He would because it suits him."
"How!"
"That's what I haven't figured out yet. But it's got to. He never does anything if it doesn't benefit him in some way."
Her head suddenly jolted, as though with realisation.
"It's Her! It has to be! She got to him." She exclaimed.
"Who?" I was slightly perplexed.
"Doesn't matter." She dismissed.
"Take me to him. Please." She begged.
"Gladly. But we can't just bombard him. We need a plan that's full proof."
"Like what?"
"Can you act?" I asked with a cheeky grin.
END OF FLASHBACK
MAVIS's POV-:
"Taehyung S-stop this instant or I'll shoot him!" I threatened as convincingly as possible.
He simply chuckled at my piteous attempt to terrorise.
"Welcome Angel. Did Jungkook look after you well, while I was away?" He asked casually, as though none of this was happening right now.
"Mavis! Mavis baby! Help! This man is crazy! Help us sweet child." I heard my mother shriek desperately.
I looked over to her, behind Taehyung. Her limbs all chained up while she sat on a chair. The fabric of her t-shirt slightly ripped, with the wound flashing through.
I looked over at my father, with a torn, bleeding lip and similar wound. I saw the gigantic whip Taehyung was holding, and it didn't take me long to put two and two together.
"What did you do to them!" I shouted in alarm.
"Oh nothing much. We were just getting acquainted." He stated nonchalantly.
"By beating them up!" I yelled.
"Watch your tone Angel." He threatened.
Like hell I am.
"Release them. Now! Or I'll kill Jungkook, I mean it!" I held the gun more firmly to Jungkook's temple, trying to look as convincing as possible.
Taehyung simply rolled his eyes, and sighed.
"Do it already then." He chuckled.
My mouth dropped in shock.
"W-what?" I muttered, loosing character.
"Kill Him." He shrugged.
"I don't know what's keeping you?" He stated.
"Are you insane Taehyung!" Jungkook growled, trying to convince him we weren't joking around.
"Let's be honest here, if she really wanted to kill you, she would have by now. The very fact that she hasn't, means it's some sort of spoof you guys are trying to pull off."
Shit! He caught on.
"I'm curious, who's idea was it?" He smirked.
"Actually don't answer that. It was clearly Jungkook. My innocent Angel isn't conniving enough to pull this off. I mean look at you Mavis, you're shaking like a leaf." He declared.
"This isn't funny Taehyung. P-please stop all this." I broke down to begging.
"Oh it certainly is not." He gritted darkly, and turned his burning gaze to Jungkook.
"You betrayed me Kook. You were going to from the very start, weren't you? You were just waiting for the right moment to strike."
"I did what was right Taehyung." Jungkook swore unflinchingly.
"Well unfortunately for you, your decision making skills have always been your Achilles."
With that he took out his gun, and shot Jungkook.
I screamed, looking at Jungkook's limb body in shock. His blood splattered all over my face and clothes.
I could hear footsteps coming towards me, but I wasn't processing.
My legs were numb. My body froze to the spot. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe.
I felt his arm pull me closer to his body, making me flinch. I was enveloped in his chest, his warmth, which comforted me so deeply, now scared the shit out of me.
"He tried to take you away from me Angel. He deserved to die." Taehyung cooed softly.
"Shh. It'll all be over soon. I promise." He said wiping my tears.
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