PART-33
"My sweet daughter, was it really necessary to make you chase you down?" The monster cackled, slowly approaching the car we were in.
Do we really look like in a state to fight?
I pulled out the knife and glanced around the car, Jungkook was staring at the back too then he turned and faced me. "Don't get hurt.." He muttered whilst taking out his gun.
He looked so exhausted and was in pain what do I do??
I turned around to face Seokjin. His hand that covered his injured ear was painted in red. My lips twitched looking at his pained state.
"Jungkook.. Let me do it myself-" I panted "-you don't look in a state to fight-"
"So do you." He cut me off. "Don't worry we'll cover up, Just take care of Seokjin."
As he finished I turned again and looked at Seokjin. "Seokjin, we'll deal with Yong-Hae, in the mean time try to get as far as possible. We'll cover for you." I whispered, taking off my watch to lock it onto his wrist.
Seokjin shook his head. "Are you crazy!?" He refused.
I glanced back at Jungkook and he nodded. "This is.. Look we'll stall him from doing anything. Ok just stay in the car and take cover. You were injured already and now your ear- to fight or anything." Jungkook suggested poking forward.
"It's ok i'll take cover under the dashboard until Joon and other arrives. Don't you dare-"
Seokjin was about to finish his sentence when we were rudely interrupted with a loud bang of a gun. Can't they just use a silencer? Is it that expensive? The bullet ripped through the rear mirror of right side. My eyes lit up and I gulped.
"Naina get out of the fucking car before I shoot again." Yong-Hae bellowed. I glanced at Jungkook before I was about to leap out of the car when Seokjin pulled me back by wrist by his bloody hand that stained my arm. "Don't..do something stupid."
I nodded, slipping my wrist out of his grasps and stepped out of the car.
I standby the car before Jungkook showed up infront of me and stared directly to Yong-Hae with icy eyes.
Then I dragged myself towards Yong-Hae. The knife clutched tightly in my grasp. The cold evening winds brushed violently passed my face, ravaging my hair.
"Why are you doing this?" I said monotonously, glaring at the man.
"To take you back to where you belong. As your father I need to guide you to live the best life possible, no?" Yong-Hae replied, a devilish smirk smothered up in his revolting face.
"I'm gonna kill you!!" Jungkook screamed pulling his gun and positioning at that bastard 's head.
I gasped as he did, all of Yong-Hae's men covering around, pointed their gun on Jungkook. "Stop!!" I shouted.
The bastard cackled, clearly fascinated by all this. "Oh.. Mr.. Um what was your name? Yes, Jeon Jungkook. Nice to see you again my future son-in-law." He laughed sarcastically before signalling his men to put their gun down but Jungkook was still pointing his gun on Yong-Hae.
"Jungkook, it's no need." I muttered.
"But that man.. Naina got hurt because of you, Seokjin got hurt because of you and now Joon and others are gonna get hurt Just because of you.. I can't let go. I'LL KILL YOU!!" He yelled at Yong-Hae the last sentence loud, taking a step closer towards him.
And he got hurt because of that freak though.
I Immediately grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
"Sung Naina, you never fail to amaze me even when you were young. I'm sure your mother would love to see the state of her child right now, our child. Sure, kill me right now but don't forget that i'm your blood father and nothing can succeed that. Not even those mere shits calling themselves Bangtan you seem to be overly obsessed with." He said gesturing towards Jungkook and brushing his hair back in a conceited manner.
My blood boiled upon hearing those words leak out of his mouth. "Don't you dare bad mouth my family like that!" I scowled before my body acted on it's own.
I took a slash at the bastard and aimed flawlessly in his mouth. The knife cut neatly right through his lips. Yong-Hae groaned and his men took a step.
"Stop there." He raised his hand, commanding his men. His vile temperament causing a few of the men to stiffen up in sheer surprise. I stood in a prepared stance, Just as Yoongi had taught me.
"I'll give you one last chance using peaceful terms, come back to your real family where you always meant to be even I offer you to take that Jungkook guy with you no!?" He growled reaching for the shotgun on his waistband holster.
"Real family this and that.. I'm not going back now or ever.. Beside since you're my real father, i'll have you know a little bit of violence here and there just kinda pique my intrest." I scoffed plastering a disgusted expression before cracking my arching neck and gripping tightly onto the knife and squeezing Jungkook's palm with the other hand.
Yong-Hae hung his head low momentarily before lifting his head again. He circled his tongue over his lips and pointed towards me. "Get her in whatever means possible." He said bluntly, shrugging his shoulder and displaying that oh-so-punchable smug face of his.
Instantly, the first few of the lackeys came charging towards us. Some processing blade and others guns. The first two people came and attempted to slash my face with a knife. Luckily, I ducked down and slid past both of them.
I jumped back to my feet and beer hugged one of the two before holding them at knife point. I etched the knife deeper into the hostage until blood spewed out, then I let him drop to the ground. The other guy went for a punch in a blow, I ducked down. In an immediate second gunfire could be heard and the man who attacked me dropped to the ground, whining. I turned around and saw Jungkook with a man running towards him behind him. I quickly dashed towards him and fly-kicked the creep which led him slid down the ground and whizzing blood.
"Fuck i'm out of bullets!" Jungkook threw his gun over and grabbed my wrist. However before I could say anything, the other men didn't hesitate to make their moves. Many of them clutched onto their guns ready to fire. They all seem to have similar guns and if I could recall what Yoongi told me, the gun they're using has only 15 rounds. In total there's five men. So around 75 bullets to dodge in- goddamn it.
I clutched onto Jungkook's hand tightly before gesturing him and climbing up a wall and tossing ourselves at one of the rooftops of the unused buildings. I peered over the edge and spotted around half of the men clambering up the very same wall trying to trail me down. Jungkook pulled me by wrist and we swiftly, jumped off the edge of the roof and landed in a pile of boxes and bags.
Jungkook popped into the neighbouring block and lend me his hand to get in before slamming the steel door shut. I hauled myself up the broken steps and into the open room.
The strong wind blew through the house with a powerful passion, scattering the countless scraps of documents and packaging left behind as if they were leaves.
My thoughts were harshly interrupted by the deafening thumping of feet from below me. "We need to get out, quick!" Jungkook whisper-shouted before grabbing my hand once again.
I gritted my teeth and we jumped out of the window. Thankfully the building was quite low in height so it was safe to leap out.
However we met with a blonde haired man once we landed on the ground.
He pulled the trigger and the bullets flew past my body. Warning shots?
I shook the thoughts and we kept running ahead. I needed his gun gravely but in order to do that I had to isolate from the other people.
Like fate, he came chasing after us alone. "You'll regret messing with us!" He barked before aiming his hand gun at me. Jungkook pulled me to his side but the man had already anticipated his move and fired.
The bullet soared through the air and punches its way through my leg. The ferry sensation of the bullet burned me inside.
"NAINA!!" Jungkook shouted, clutching onto me.
I stumble backwards clutching my leg, desperate to ease the affliction of the shot.
The man noticed my vulnerable state and made his way towards us. "N-not J-Jungkook-" I gasped. "Please.." I clutched onto Jungkook's shirt with my bloody hand before hiding him behind and standing infront of him, facing the man.
But the man threw me aside and dragged Jungkook and pinned him to the wall, by collar before kicking and punching him a few times.
I watched, clutching onto my leg and slowly getting up. Jungkook placed a hard punch on the man's stomach, making him wheeze blood. Then he pulled the man by hair and smashed his head on the wall.
The man clutched onto his head and groaned in pain. Taking the time, "Naina-" Jungkook ran towards me and scanned me head to toe before ruffling my hair and hugging me. "Just bear a little more, I'll get you treat-"
The man didn't let him finish as he pulled back Jungkook again and threw him to the ground. Jungkook gasped heavily and tried to stand up but the man kicked him back and pulled him up by collar before landing a punch in Jungkook's stomach, which threw him flying towards the wall and wheezing down.
"JUNGKOOK!!" A pool of tear rolled down my cheek. The man grasped my arm before heaving me towards Yong-Hae. As much as the excruciating pain grew larger, I briskly took out the knife from within my pocket and, as best as I could, I stabbed the blonde-haired man's lateral torso. I flinched at the uncomfortable sound of the knife digging itself deep into the body. The man let go of my arm instantly and groaned from the sudden infliction. I took the chance to make a getaway after swinging his handgun.
I looked over my shoulder and just about spotted the other lackeys following my tracks. I cocked the pistol and turned around, the gun raised straight out infront of me.
"Ms. Sung, please drop the gun and follow us, we won't cause any more harm." The front man spoke up, his left hand slowly rising towards the boundless night sky.
I was about to reply when suddenly, an ear-shattering round of bullets pierced the frosty air.
"Let her go right now."
I managed to open my eyes to see what familiar sound had tingles my ears.
Namjoon was shutting in my direction with Jimin and Yoongi flocked behind him.
(A/N)
One more part to go!!