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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
• ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇ •

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"I bet you have a lot of questions, sweetheart." Wonhae said. "Who am I? What do I want?" He looked over at Taehyung. "I'll let him answer that."

"No." Taehyung refused.

"Really?" Wonhae clicked the gun which caused you to close your eyes tightly in fear.

"Okay!" Taehyung shouted. His gaze met your puffy, red eyes. "He's my biological father."

Taehyung swallowed harshly before proceeding.

"I ran away from home when I was fourteen. I was looking for a job and that's when Haesung found me on the street's begging for money, so he helped me out. He always said he saw something in me that he saw in himself and how he saw me like a son since he couldn't have children of his own. Jiwoo and Haesung took care of me and they became my parents when they told me they'd love for me to be their son." Taehyung divulged.

"Don't make me look like the bad guy. You left out why I loathe you." Wonhae glared at Taehyung. "Care to explain to your wife how we got here? Who you killed that brings us here now?"

"I did not kill her!"

"Yes, you did!" Wonhae pointed the gun at Taehyung. "Had you not been born she would still be alive!"

A tear rolled down Taehyung's cheek and Wonhae chortled. Wonhae ripped the tape off your mouth causing you to cry out in pain. Wonhae saw Taehyung's react to his action, but he pointed the gun back at you to sit him down.

"Don't fucking act like I won't shoot her, hero!"

Taehyung sat back down for your sake.

"Any goodbye words, princess?" He asked you.

"Knee!"

You heard Taehyung yell and at that exact moment Haesung appeared from behind the kitchen door and shot Wonhae right where Taehyung wanted. Haesung ran to Wonhae and took his gun then kicked him in the face causing him to pass out.

Taehyung quickly set you free from the chair and pulled you into a loving hug. He pulled away and examined your bleeding head.

"I'm fine." You whispered.

"Appa," Taehyung went to hug his dad. "Thank you so much." He cried on his shoulder.

"I would do anything for you, my son. You know that." Haesung comforted Taehyung. "But why knee? Why not straight in the head?"

Taehyung pulled away, "I promised Y/N that if someone ever hurt her again, they will die a slow and painful death."

He thought about what he told you the night you were severely hurt, "It's a promise I plan to keep no matter who it is."

You started to feel lightheaded. Your head was pounding and you could've sworn it was going to explode any minute, but the last thing you remembered before blacking out was Taehyung running towards you.

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"You're awake." Jiwoo smiled at you warmly.

"Where am I?" You asked as you held onto your head.

"You're at the hospital."

"Right, I blacked out." You remembered. "I-is the baby okay?"

"Yes, your baby is perfectly fine."

You looked around and noticed it was only you and Jiwoo in the room.

"Where's Taehyung?" You asked.

"Honey I think it's better if we talk about that when you're fully okay."

Jiwoo's tone was frantic. Something wasn't right. You knew it. You could feel it.

"No, Jiwoo, I want to know now." You demanded.

Jiwoo looked at you with sympathy.

"This will explain everything." She took out a letter from her coat pocket and handed it to you. "I'll give you some privacy."

You adjusted the hospital bed so you could be sitting up and you quickly opened the letter.

My beautiful Y/N,

My father came to our house, luckily at the right time, to inform me of some news. Maliént, our biggest rival mafia above any of the others, has come back to Seoul. As long as Maliént is here, you and our child cannot be. Last time you were here while a rival was in the city... well you know what happened and I will not let that happen again.

You need to get out of the country. I've bought you a boarding pass to Japan. The flight leaves at four o'clock. You have to get on that flight, Y/N. If not for me or you, then do it for our unborn child.

Get on that plane and build a new life. Don't try to contact me, I don't want you to be tracked down. I will find you when everything is settled. I don't know how long it may take—it could take weeks, months, even years.

I have brought so much misfortune upon you, but that will never happen again. I will not bring harm to you or our child anymore. I love you so much, Y/N. Please take care of yourself and our baby.

"No." You muttered, tears now streaming down your cheeks.

You got off the bed and changed into your clothes then ran out of your room and out of the hospital.

"Y/N!" Jiwoo called out. "Wait!"

"This is a joke, right?!" You held up the letter.

"No. You have to flee the country. Money will be sent to your account every week to make a living and-"

"I don't care about money!" You yelled. "Where is he?!"

Jiwoo's phone started to ring and she answered it.

"Okay," She said into the phone before extending her arm and handing it over to you.

You pressed it against your ear and before you could greet the person on the end of the line, he spoke.

"You have to get on that plane, baby." You heard Taehyung speak.

Your heart broke even more and you started to sob harder.

"Where are you?" You spoke in a shaky voice.

"I'm watching you right now." He responded.

You looked at your surroundings and tried to find him.

"You won't find me, baby. Just go."

"Taehyung, please don't do this." You pleaded.

"It's for the safety of our child and yours as well. This has to be done." You could hear Taehyung's voice wanting to break, but he kept himself composed by speaking in a soothing voice.

"You said you wouldn't leave me! You promised!"

"I'm not leaving you. I will always be watching you from afar, making sure you're safe."

"Taehyung please... please." You whispered. "Don't do this. Don't leave me."

"I love you so much. I promise to find you when all of this is over. Now go to the airport and leave." He said the last sentence in a stern voice.

He hung up the phone and the line went dead. You continued to cry and you fell to the ground, immense pain taking over. Jiwoo quickly crouched down in front of you.

"Please, Y/N, we have to go."

You put your hand on your stomach.

For you.

I will do all of this for you.

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YOooOoO I'm shedding actual tears rn lmaoOOoOoOooo

Also, did you notice how's she's leaving at FOUR O'CLOCK ;)