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PART 67

"Guilty? How?" I said.

"I think if I wasn't being so stubborn, Eunchae would've lived." She said. "I shouldn't have been such a bitch."

"No, it's okay, nothing would've changed," I denied.

"If I didn't stop you, we'd still have Cheol, Chaewon and Eunchae. It's all my fault." She said.

She then kept punching herself in the face slowly, repeating "It's all my fault."

"Hey, stop it!" I grabbed her hands. "It's not your fault, so stop worrying! It's all Namjoon's fault. But we'll get back at them somehow."

Haruto raised his tired fist at me, and nodded. "Hm. We will."

Danielle started bawling again, and it made me feel a little sad too.

Namjoon's POV

"SHITT!" I punched a hole into the wall.

"He was ruthless anyways! He had it coming!" Kazuha said.

"Why did he have to kill her?" I said. "This just fucked everything up! Every plan I had!"

"It's alright though, this place is hidden, right? Police can't find us here." Bangchan said.

"You're right," I calmed down. "Yeah, yeah.. you're right."

The only people who know where this is are me, Wonyoung and a few others.

"What do we do? We lost Taehyun, Yeonjun and Yunjin." Kazuha said.

"Possibly even Wonyoung." Bangchan added.

"What do you mean?" I said.

"It's obvious she's on their side." He answered. "What a snake."

"Be careful what you fucking say," I grabbed his shirt.

"You don't scare me for shit." He answered.

I let go of his shirt.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little stressed right now, okay? Let's give an old friend a call." I exhaled sharply.

I scrolled through my contacts until I reached a certain name.

Kim Taehyung.

"Yeoboseyo?" He answered.

"Long time no talk," I said.

He sighed deeply over the phone. "Where?"

"The mountain location," I answered.

We hung up.

"What was that?" Kazuha asked.

"I've called my friend. He worked with me and Yoongi back in the day. He'll know what to do." I said.

I decided to up to the punching bags. I needed something for me to take my anger out on.

I put the gloves on and started hitting the bag. I became more heated doing so, and I thought about everything that's just happened.