Little Peach *Completed*

Chapter 28

Taehyung's POV

My heart is racing as we head in silence to the address we were given. We all knew what the plan was, it wasn't extreme but it still held risk.

As the car slows to a stop outside an average looking house in the middle of a street, I wonder how the fuck this happened. I push the thoughts out of my mind as I focus on the reason why we're here.

"Right, are you guys ready? As soon as you're in we're contacting the police, you need to get her out as quickly as you can." Jin looks at us from the driver seat, checking one last time that we understand we're not to do anything other than get her the fuck out of there.

"Yes Hyung, in and out, no causing unnecessary trouble." Yoongi says rolling his eyes, already half out the car.

We walk up to the door, trying not to draw attention to ourselves from anyone who might be looking out into the street. I reach the door first, my anger building as begin to imagine what horror we're about to walk into. Taking a deep breath, I reach for the handle, testing to see if we can enter without making ourselves known. Perfect...

The door clicks open, making no other sound as I push it open. We file in, listening for clues as to where she could be. Namjoon and Jungkook split off checking the downstairs rooms, shaking their heads silently when they return.

We all turn to look up the stairs, knowing that if she's not down here, she could only be up there or we've been given the wrong information. I clench my fists as I take a deep breath, steadying my nerves as I begin up the steps.

As I reach the top of the stairs, I freeze at the sight in front of me. In the room at the end of the short corridor, I can see a figure leaning over someone on the bed. Instinct takes over, and I throw myself towards the room, my thumping footsteps causing the male to turn his head in my direction, the sudden shock of someone approaching him giving me enough time to grab the back of his shirt, yanking him back off of the bed towards Jungkook and Namjoon who had followed me into the room.

"Drop the fucking knife!" Namjoon growls as he stamps on the scumbag's wrist. Knife?!

My eyes land on the unconscious beaten body on the bed, bile rising in my throat as I see blood. "Grace!" I choke out, rushing to her side, my hands gently shaking her for a response.

"Take her, she's fucking useless now." Comes a voice from the floor, followed swiftly by a loud groan as Jungkook kicks him in his ribs.

"Watch your mouth you sick fuck." Namjoon spits at him, his eyes dark with anger and disgust.

"Keys, now." I demand as I eye the red marks under the handcuffs around her wrists.

Another kick, another groan. "Fuck! Top drawer!"

Yoongi appears beside me, finding the key and working quickly to unlock the restraints.

"Grace...Grace it's Tae...come on sweetheart, wake up!" My tone desperate, tears threatening to spill.

As if she heard me, she mumbles something quietly in her unconscious state, but I can still make it out. "Tae..."

"Thank fuck! Namjoon give me your jacket." I instruct holding out my hand waiting.

Yoongi helps me by lifting her damaged body into a sitting position so I can wrap her up in the jacket before scooping her up into my arms and striding out of the room, not looking once at the fucking cockroach on the floor by Jungkook and Namjoon.

I've got you sweetheart, stay with me...

Jimin's POV

It felt like we'd been waiting hours for them to come back out, the police notified and on their way already. We're all waiting anxiously, our bodies all tense as we keep our eyes trained on the door.

Suddenly we all jump when we see Tae walking out with a bundle wrapped in a jacket in his arms, Yoongi close behind him, their faces pale and jaws clenched tight.

I jump out of the car stepping to the side to hold the door open for Tae and Grace. I can't help but let out a gasp as my eyes land on her properly, shocked at what torture she's been subjected to.

"Tae is that blood?!" Jin asks loudly.

"It's her blood, he had a knife. Hobi take her, Jimin sit with them and watch her." Tae turns on his heel once setting Grace in Hobi's arms, heading back into the house.

"Taehyung come back!" Jin shouts panicked, his steps forward being stopped by Yoongi standing in his path.

"Sorry Hyung, but you didn't see what he did." Yoongi says firmly.

"Jin just come and help us, it's bad and I don't know what to do." I beg, my chest tightening as I notice her blood is on my hands.

Jin groans in frustration but rushes over pushing me to the side to get a better look at her injuries.

"It's deep but it's not life threatening, she needs to be seen by a doctor. Hobi you need to hold her still, we don't know what other injuries she may have, Jimin you need to hold this firmly over the deeper cut." He explains handing me a pad from the first aid kit.

"What if it hurts her?" I whisper, my eyes filling with tears as I think about adding to her pain.

"I don't think it'll matter, she's unconscious and if she does come round there will be other things more painful to cope with." Jin says sadly.

I nod slowly in understanding, my hand shaking as I press the pad to the wound, feeling guilty when I feel a brief sense of relief when she offers no response to the pressure.

"Will she be ok?" Hobi sniffles, tears spilling from his eyes as he holds her cautiously.

"I don't know...physically not for a while but eventually. Emotionally? I can't answer that." Jin sighs his shoulders slumping.

Please be ok sweet girl...