We are Bulletproof [BTS GANG AU] Chapter 35 [FINAL]
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There he was, sat in his full glory. His face relaxed, calm and controlled as he observed Ally sitting at the other end of the bar. She held his gaze, her fingers slowly turning white as she gripped the bar tightly with one hand and her phone with the other. The temptation to call out for Vernon stopped in her throat as Hoseok raised an eyebrow at her. He was dressed very casually, a black baseball cap covering his messy hair which would be seen poking out from all angles of the rim of the hat. An open plaid shirt partially hid the loose baggy white t-shirt he wore which complimented the dark jeans and combat boots he wore. Ally would be lying to herself if she said she hadn't checked him out however briefly. The silence wasn't as hostile as she believed, it was a calming silence, they both sat comfortably. However Ally was yet to be convinced.
"I'm not here to drag you back kicking and screaming if that's what you're thinking" Hoseok spoke very quickly, the words rolling smoothly off his tongue as his gaze was yet to pull away from Ally's own. "Let's have a chat, you and me...I missed you, you know..."
As he spoke Ally cut him off; "What you missed messing with my emotions?" She let out a light laugh and rolled her eyes, finally cutting off contact and twisting her body away from his on her stool as she contemplated just walking away and being done with this. However her body wouldn't physically leave the chair.
"I wasn't playing around, at least not all of the time" Hoseok started. "It may have been Namjoon's big plan but in the end, I broke the rules and fell hard for you, just as you did for me. I can also still see that those feelings never left."
Ally closed her eyes. She did fall for him, that much she could admit, but had he really fallen for her? She wasn't sure if she wanted to believe him. "What are you even doing here?" She asked the walls around her, the words were quiet but loud enough that Hoseok heard them and he could feel the pain behind those words.
She was trying to move on, and here he was forcing his way back in.
"I'm here to see you. I've been keeping tabs on you for a while now, making sure you're safe...happy. Life with us wasn't a pleasant one, but it makes me happy to see you smile properly again." Hoseok said, his voice travelling as he left his stool to stand right behind her. He knew she wouldn't look at him, but he just wanted her to listen. "Come away with me, right now. We'll run away and no one will ever hear from us again. Are you truly happy living in your fathers empire, the man who you rarely know, who left you and your mother? With me, we can be whoever we want and do whatever we want" The hairs stood up on the back of her neck as she considered his proposal. Allie could feel the hot breath tickle the back of her neck and her eyes unconsciously closed as she let out a shaky breath.
She let herself indulge in his presence.
But only for a moment, before she stepped away and turned herself around to face him.
"You know I love you." She said quietly, playing her fingers and glancing down at them. "I want nothing more in the world than to believe you and go away with you...But I don't think I can." If she kept speaking, she would eventually break; her voice was already betraying her. "I'm not the girl you need"
"But you're the girl I want" Hoseok interrupted her as she spoke, his voice considerably louder. The last few occupants in the bar looked up from their drinks to see what the commotion was about. But Allie lowered her voice a little so people wouldn't hear what was happening.
"I moved on, I thought you were never coming to find me. Please Hoseok, just let me get over you!" Allie implored him. He stretched his hand out to her and she smacked it away before lifting her hands to her head and running them through her hair in exasperation.
"I'm done with that life now! Okay?! I walked away, I told Namjoon that I was done and left." Hoseok reasoned, the desperate plea in the back of his throat and his large eyes were making it hard for Allie to keep rejecting him.
"You can't just walk away from that life Hobie..." She said, her voice was calm soothing, as if there were no rising tension in the small bar. Silence covered the room like a blanket, a safety blanket and silence was all she needed to know exactly how he felt. "See, you left but you don't want to. I don't want you to leave the only life you have ever known, I can't give you what you want. The thrill of the chase, it's in your blood. I know I'm right, Hoseok. You're better off without me."
Hoseok boldly chose his next move and walked forward muttering "like hell", he barely giving Allie a chance to react as he reached round, grabbed the back of her head and pulled her into a kiss. Her eyes widened in surprise before she slowly let herself melt into his embrace, her hands pulling at his shirt to bring him closer to her. His hand slipped from her hand down to her waist where his other hand already positioned itself. For a moment they were the only people in the world. As they parted they rested their foreheads against each other, Allie closed her eyes and let out a sigh she hadn't realised she was holding in.
"People are watching us" She said.
"Let them" Hoseok said as he lent in to kiss her again when a hand slapped down on his shoulder and pulled him back.
"That's enough right there" Vernon said. "It's time to leave." A small smile slipped onto Hoseok's face as he read the situation.
"And you are?" Hoseok asked sizing Vernon up and down, his eyes making note of his size, build and potential of whether or not it was worth it to start a fight.
As the two men stood off against each other Allie couldn't help but feel like an ant between two giants. Sure Vernon was her friend, she trusted him, but Hoseok was something else entirely. A past she wasn't entirely sure she was ready to let go of yet and she confirmed that when she allowed him to kiss her again just moments before.
"I'm Vernon, I know plenty about you." He responded crossing his arms across his chest and watching for a change on Hoseok's face.
"Oh, do you now but I'm guessing it's because she didn't tell you, is it?" Hoseok asked gleefully "did you tell her who you really are or shall I?" His smirk could only widen as he matched stances with Vernon whose poker face was yet to fail. The air was electric and everything slowed to a crawl. "Just how is Seung Cheol anyways? Business must be slow if he has you working at a bar doing recon"
"Well I guess we aren't murderers, send my regards to Namjoon will you? Thanks for the merge offer, but we don't run that way" Vernon replied snarkily, neither man was backing down and as the tension increased so did the amount of paying customers that were starting to focus in on them, this was not a good situation and as Allie clocked the attention they were receiving she put a hand on both of their arms to gain their attention.
"This is not the time, nor the place. Hoseok" she took a breath and prepared herself for the inevitable "you need to leave. I'm sorry."
If Allie had any chance of moving on from the traumatic experience she had found herself in she needed to isolate herself from any aspect that came from it. Including Hoseok. She needed to let him go once and for all.
"Wait, Allie, what are you saying?" His eyes went from cold stone to confused in milliseconds after hearing what she said and it was like a shock to his system.
"I'm done with this, this life. Yes, it's enticing and it will always call me back to it, but I can't. I have to do what's best for both of us and just let you go." She could feel her own voice wavering as she moved her hand down from his arm to his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"You're not choosing me?" He asked quietly, in fact it was the quietest Allie had ever heard him.
"I'm choosing myself here. I want to be happy, and I want you to be happy. You won't be able to do that if I'm here to drag you down. Please don't make this harder than what it needs to be." She said quietly her eyes not quite not meeting his.
The lack of eye contact hinted at a lie, both of them knew this. Vernon watched on, he knew where his friend's heart lay and it killed him to know how she felt. Tearing herself away from something she really wanted to live a normal life. They both watched as Hoseok nodded solemnly turned around, not before sparing one last glance towards Allie as she watched dejectedly. Why was this so hard for both of them. Tearing off the band aid, Hoseok walked away from the bar and out the door from which he entered.
A horrible, looming silence, fell over Allie and Vernon as they stayed frozen in time almost like a picture. Their eyes not leaving the door as it swung closed behind Hoseok as he left. Neither of them spoke a word for a moment, there were no words that needed to be said. A comforting arm found it's way onto Allie's shoulder, she felt that it was there, and Vernon did not need her to acknowledge it. He was there and that was all that mattered to both of them in that moment. The murmur of people around them slowly started to rise in the background as they realised where they were and gotten a hold of their senses.
"Allie, I'm sorry" Vernon apologised.
"You don't need to be sorry for anything...is everyone part of a gang these days." She tried to joke but her fake laugh almost sounded like a choked sob trying to burst free. If she didn't laugh, she would cry. Plain and simple.
"It's not that I'm sorry about." Allie knew immediately what Vernon was getting at.
"You don't go through something like that and come out the same person you were before you went in. You still look like yourself, but inside you're a changed person...you're personalitiy, your thought process, your rationale and how you feel about people that made an impact on you during that time."
Allie didn't respond.
"I know you love him." He declared as she weakly turned to look at Vernon. "Go to him."
"What?" Allie asked slightly breathless, not believing what Vernon was telling her, it was almost as if her heart had suddenly became personified through Vernon's voice. But her head was telling her that she should stay away.
"I know that look...follow him before it's too late. You deserve happiness and I can tell you're not as happy as what you could be. Could be with him."
Allie looked at Vernon before turning to look at the door. Her legs began moving without permission as she rushed towards the door, shouting a small 'thank you' to Vernon as she went. She threw the door open and was immediately met with the gush of a cold wind that was common for a damp evening in November, the rain was getting harder but her natural instinct, something she never would have done before the events of meeting Bangtan and Hoseok, spurred her on as she ran out into the nearly empty street. People hurrying into the covers of shops and bars as they tried to avoid the rain. Looking around her, she tried to identify Hoseok's retreating form. Sprinting into the small throng of people, dodging those who tried to hurry past her, she felt herself bump into a solid wall of a person who had stopped dead in their tracks.
"I'm so sorry" Allie began speaking however the figure turned around and she couldn't believe it, Hoseok was standing there, drenched to the bone, looking down at her. "Hoseok..." She breathed out as droplets began to drip from her hairline down her face and falling off like petals from leaves.
"Allie, I..." He began, but Allie didn't give him much of a chance to respond. In a very bold movement, she grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down so she could kiss him. It was a sweet feeling, however it was soon filled with determination and love as they poured their emotions into the kiss. They both pulled away breathless.
"I...I can't do this anymore, pretending like I want to move on when I can't" Allie said to him over the rain.
"You don't have to do this alone anymore, we are in this together. If you'll have me" Hoseok told her as he put his hands on either side of her head and rubbed away the raindrops that kept falling onto her face. She nodded breathlessly.
"But what about Bangtan, Namjoon and the others..."
"They'll always be my brothers, but right now, you're my family and after everything we've been through, I just can't let you walk away. We can start a new life, together, where we can do and be whatever and whoever we want." He promised
"Together?" She asked.
"Together." Hoseok confirmed, pulling her in for another kiss.
It was in that moment that everything felt right. In all of the months of torment she faced when with Bangtan, everything in Allie's world was getting put into the perfect place, just like a jigsaw puzzle. As the two young people kissed in the rain it signified their promise and new life. The light at the end of the tunnel, the rainbow after the storm, the fireworks at the beginning of a new year all wrapped into one kiss for Hoseok and Allie, a new beginning together. The world was waiting for them, and this time Allie wasn't get to let this moment slip away, not when she had Hoseok by her side, she finally felt like herself and she was ready to live her life the way she wanted.
The gunshot rung out loud and clear. Allie watched as Namjoon's face contorted in pain and he gripped his thigh as he shrunk to the floor with a loud animalistic roar, blood seeping out of his trouser leg and covering his hand. Allie glanced up with a frantic look on her face as she tried to figure out where the shot came from. Twisting her head she looked at her father and his co-worker. They still had their guns in their hands and unfired but they were resting at their sides, their faces mirror images of each other, pure looks of shock. Allie turned herself back around slowly and looked at the boys in front of her.
Standing slightly ahead of his companions, there stood Hoseok holding out a gun smoke wisping gently from the barrel signalling the fresh round that had just been fired into his leaders leg. He had a pained look on his face, like he knew he didn't want to do it.
Hoseok dropped the gun limply to the floor and he paced forward, his eyes never leaving his fallen leader who was still groaning in pain as he clutched at his leg. "Namjoon, this isn't you! You've changed, we've all seen it. We would follow you to the ends of hell and back but not like this. What happened to 'as long as we have each other we need nothing else'...I'm sorry but I cannot stand by and watch on any longer." Namjoon locked eyes with Hoseok, there was no sign of emotion on his leaders face. Taking his silence as an answer Hoseok moved over to Allie who was still sitting on the floor, as Hoseok extended a hand to her but she quickly flinched back from his hand. She couldn't bring herself to take it and she ashamedly looked down, she needed to protect her heart from him. After all he did lie to her.
Hoseok's face fell and his shoulders slumped. He dropped his hand to his side, slowly backing up to return to his group. Allie hoisted herself to her feet and turned to look at her father before turning her attention back to the group on her other side. This was everything she wanted, being able to go home. At least that was what she thought she wanted. Namjoon had always been one for asserting his dominance over everyone and everything to ensure that he was the boss. Her capture was nothing more than a sick game to get more power and that was all that mattered to him. Any attempts he made at trying to show that he wanted her to do well in the world of con-men, thieves and murderers were just a rouse to get her to drop her guard. After all she was expendable to him, always had been. She almost wondered if the other boys in Namjoon's gang felt the same way or if they really did grow to care for the young girl who had obviously gotten herself in too deep.
But she couldn't afford to think like that now, she couldn't afford to dwell on everything that happened. She could never have a fully happy life if she did stay and she realised that. Allie knew that even if she loved Hoseok she couldn't be with him because of what he did and because she knew he would never leave his gang. Even if he was starting to question Namjoon's motives.
The eye contact finally severed and while she did feel her heart give a pang of sadness Allie ignored all the bursting feelings inside her body and walked. She walked away from Hoseok, away from the Bangtan boys and returned to her fathers side.
"You think that you can just get away with this?" Namjoon grunted from his position on the ground, gripping at his leg as the blood slowly flowed through his expensive trousers. "Daddy just thinks that he can walk back into your life? It doesn't work like that sweetheart, you belong to us. You belong to me."
Allie grit her teeth together and let out an exasperated breath that she had been holding in for too long. She felt her fathers arm drape around her shoulders and pulled in her close as she couldn't muster up the courage to say anything else because she knew that she would break. She didn't have to. Park Jin Young cleared his throat.
"Walk away whilst you still can Namjoon. You've got what you wanted, you got the money and the power. Why let your greed destroy you? After all, you never really cared for Alison, did you and what about all the other people you have hurt in your quest for power? Ayami Muto? The innocent lives you've destroyed? I can destroy you and reveal your deepest secrets very quickly. You'd do well to remember who you are dealing with. You've some loyal friends Namjoon" he monologued gazing at the young men behind Namjoon, their faces displaying varying emotions as they listened and awaited orders. "Careful or you'll lose them. Something to think about."
A sudden silence fell over the battle ground as the parties finished all that was said that needed to be said. The whispering of the wind graced the tableau for anyone who passed by it looked like a picture frozen in time. A lot had been said and a lot more continued to be discussed in silence. Namjoon had to decide what he was going to do; go down in a blaze of glory in the name of greed or walk away, count his losses and look after his team.
A small snarl emerged from Namjoon's lip in defeat as he tightened the grip on his leg. He refused to be beaten and this would not be the last time Allie heard the name Kim Namjoon. He would make sure of it. She did not just get to walk away from this. After all he was so close to breaking her.
"Enough Namjoon" Jungkook's voice broke through the deafening silence as he watched his leader. "When will this be enough?"
The voice was softly spoken, much unlike his usual loudness. His sords were only meant for his family. As the youngest of the group Jungkook looked up to his teammates like brothers. He would admit Namjoon did intimidate him, but to Jungkook he was such an inspiration. Namjoon taught him everything and watching him fall deeper into this obsession of power was heartbreaking for him and unbeknownst to Jungkook he was slowly being influenced by his leader. His question held a lot of weight to those around him. He didn't need to say anything else. "You've changed..." Jungkook muttered, tears pooling in his eyes. "Let's just stop this now and go back to the way things used to be." Jungkook was still truly a child, and all of this was beginning to weigh on his shoulders, a heavy burden and the cracks were starting to show.
"Go. Now. Before I change my mind." Namjoon spoke, his words were hard and emotionless.
This was a battle he knew he wouldn't win.
He couldn't lose his team.
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Allie watched the scenary pass by in a colourful blur. She softly shifted in her seat as the car travelled down the road. Chanyeol drove sitting in the front and beside her Park Jin Young was composing a lenghty email on his computer which was propped open on his lap. The silence was more welcoming and for the first time Allie felt like she could breathe. She sent a silent goodbye to Hoseok and allowed sleep to take over.
She later woke up with a sore neck, her face pressed against the glass, not a very pretty sight. But the car had stopped moving, the lack of movement must have aroused her from her sleep. "This is my office" her father spoke as she glanced at the large building in front of them. Chanyeol helped her out and said his goodbyes to Park Jin Young, bowing respectfully and departing again to return to his own group, promising that he would return shortly. The two stood outside the large glass doors of the building. The whole ground floor of the building was glass walls showing the main lobby. A hand on her back gently guided her into the building and the room came more into focus. The room was very bright and large. Plush white sofas were dotted around the room, mini coffee tables were distributed among these and atop them were various magazines promoting different types of entertainment and hobbies. A vacant reception desk guarded a lift, the doors firmly sealed and the number above it indicated that the lift was already in motion, it was coming down to the ground floor.
As they approached, a small ding was heard around the room annoucing the arrival. The doors slowly opened and out stepped a figure into the lobby to greet them.
"Ah sir, welcome back, right on time."
Jin Young smiled, a look of surprise grew on Allie's face as her father spoke;
"Thank you JB, all in order whilst I was gone?"
"Perfect sir. Alison, welcome to JYP Industries."
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In the blink of a eye a year had passed. Allie stayed at her fathers side at JYP Industries, while she was glad to have her freedom back she missed the excitment and thrill that came with missions and adreniline that she had been exposed to. Her father's business was growing steadily, whilst they were different from most gangs they stood for balance and order. More fresh talent was joining JYP and Allie was pushing for more girls to join the organisation. Whilst JYP had a small divison of young ladies which had been limited to an exclusive club of only 9, the best of the best female agents. Allie was adament to try and secure new talent that would be able to work as an individual team, the girls that were candidates for this new section of the company were already making a name for themselves as a small rag tag group that oozed confidence and great teamwork.
Allie had also reunited with the boys from GOT7 once again. They were pleased to see her safe and sound and she apologised for leaving to return to Bangtan. Over the year Allie had found herself being able to forgive Ayami for being instrumental in Bangtan's plan to abduct her. The girls had long since grew distant from each other but Allie found herself making new friends, finally returning to education to study a business degree and finding her feet in the big bad world.
As for what Bangtan was doing, she didn't really mind, her thoughts would sometimes wander to them but that was one part of her life she really wouldn't want to dwell on. Hoseok was one of the things that she thought of frequently. It was hard to stop the feelings all together but she was adament that she would move on.
As fate would have it she found herself in a bar again, but this time things were different. Her glass of coke sat atop a napkin as she sat on the tall wooden stool and conversed with her friend who stood on the other side of the bar.
"I heard that that shady club in Seoul was getting closed down..." he muttered as he wiped the top of the counter down with a wet cloth. Allie looked up curiously from her drink, that she just finished sipping from. She raised an eyebrow and scrunched her lips up.
"What do you mean Vernon?" Allie casually began stirring her cold drink with the multicoloured straw absentmindedly, the ice clinking the side of the glass. The male known as Vernon glanced around the half empty bar, before leaning across on his elbows.
"I heard through the grapevine, they were finally able to link it to explicit gang behaviour...what was his name...Kim Seok Jin was it...yeah apparently Bangtan were using it to so some shady stuff. But Bangtan is just a scary legend." He laughed. A small smile pulled at the edge of Allie's mouth.
"Who really knows?" She casually said, absent mindedly.
"Oh here, I've a meeting with a few friends this evening, you be cool to reschedule tonight?" Vernon asked tucking his cloth into the apron hanging around his waist. Allie nodded and smiled at Vernon.
"That's no problem, I have an assignment to work on anyways". Vernon thanked her and lifted a tray of dirty glasses to take to the kitchen for cleaning. As he dandered away, glasses rattling precariously against each other Allie seen a figure take the bar stool next to her out of the corner of her eye but she didn't get a good look at the person. Instead she grabbed her phone off of the still sticky bar and checked it for any notifications. However a voice stopped her short.
"So that's all we are to you now? Scary legends." The voice made her blood run cold, her hands slowly clenched into fists as she dared to slowly turn her head towards the person beside her.
There sat Jung Hoseok.
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AN:// Lets leave it there. It still amazes me that people are still reading this story and it warms my heart to see that people are voting and commenting on it. Life has been super busy at the minute, I'm back to work full time, 40 hours a week and like Allie, I too am returning back to education (part time) but while she is doing Business Studies, I am finally gonna get my degree in Early Childhood Studies. I hope you are all staying safe! Please don't go out if you don't have to and wear a mask when out and about in public, WASH THOSE HANDS! Let's get through this together.
Please let me know what you think of the story! All feedback is appreciated! I cannot believe we are nearly finished! If there is one thing I want to work on from this story, it is definitely working out a proper writing schedule as I hate how much time I was taking inbetween chapters.
I love all you guys, you keep me motivated to write!
Park Jin Young walked confidently from his car. He immediately locked eyes with Namjoon as he approached the group. The steely determination never wavered as the internal fight for dominance began. Both men remained silent as they sized each other up and down and weighed up their best options. At present Namjoon had the winning hand and Park Jin Young had willingly stepped into the lions den with nothing more than the clothes on his back and his radiating confidence.
A silent stand off. There was nothing but mere silence bar the gentle breeze that was flow past at random intervals and the gentle rustling of leaves from a nearby tree that homed several birds who chirped at intermissions with each other to create a backdrop soundtrack to the intense meeting.
"Mr Kim." Park Jin Young was the first to break the ice and placed his hands behind his back, his posture straightening and a slight smile graced his lips as he did so.
"Park." Namjoon replied, there was an evident history between the two. No more words were required as the two familiarised each other from previous endeavours. "You have my money?"
"You return my daughter."
"Funny." Namjoon laughed as he glanced at the young girl beside him who was switching her glances between her father and the man who held her hostage, not daring the hold either gaze for too long before settling her eyesight to the ground momentarily. Namjoon then continued to speak bringing his gaze back to the main focus. "You left your family, for what 'their protection'" at this he mockingly held up his hands and air quoted his words. "Poor sweet Allie here had to grow up without a father, not understanding why he left. But yet at the slightest hint of danger and once you discover she's with us, you finally take interest and send your little work lackies, who, let's face it, were actually quite a challenge for us. I admit that, unlike yourself, Park Jin Young, I appreciate talent where I see it. Little Allie had talent, once we got past her flaws and insecurities, but she ruined it for herself. It's a shame, she had so much potential and was a cracking shot. But alas here we are. Now, where is my money."
Park Jin Young did not flinch at the accusations. He knew Namjoon was bating him, but he wasn't one to give up. This was a game to him as much as it was to Namjoon. He just needed to get his daughter away so that she wouldn't end up as collateral damage. "My boys have learnt from the best. JYP Enterprises has been raising the best contractors for years. We work for the good of our country, taking out gangs like yourself who mean to do harm. Naturally, it means we have targets on our backs, but my teams have the experience to deal with it. Funny isn't it." He mocked in turn. "I was the one that ordered them to take her. I do apologise for that by the way. Granted I may not have been the best father figure in life nor do I hold a standard office job to bring home the bacon but I have done nothing but support my family for years. I've made sure they have been safe, enough money and are suitably well looked after. Then I learnt about her disappearance and it just so happened to be at Seokjin's club. There was no coincidence in that. So I sent the boys to do a little digging. They discovered your hideout and began to learn about your daily routines. I even have some secret agents working on the inside, so when I heard from my dear friend Park Chanyeol" at this he knocked on the hood of his car. "That you turned up to his boss' casino, sending Allison in as bait, and infiltrating the casino because you had a hunch it was them. Clever I admit." While he spoke the car door opened and out stepped Chanyeol himself, he held a bright silver chrome case and walked to stand beside Park Jin Young, the briefcase easily passing hands.
"Hiya kid." He smiled, moving his unkempt curly hair out of his eyes and passed her a small smile. Allie lightly acknowledged him by nodding slightly.
"That's when I began planning to get her back. Granted, our first attempt wasn't as successful. Now here we are. So I have your money, and you have my daughter." Jin Young finished, lifting the case to Namjoon's eyeline.
Namjoon "tsk'ed" in annoyance. He was irritated and Allie could feel it as it radiated off of him like heat. His fingers were twitching, it was clear he wanted a fight. But he had the money dangling in front of him and this was his end goal. The money and the power.
"Jin...the money." Namjoon ordered. Jin moved forward, straightening his own suit and walking to meet Jin Young in the middle of the confrontation. The case was passed to him and he nodded in acknowledgement before placing the briefcase onto the hood of the car. He quickly unlatched it and opened the lid. He observed the money and fingered through it, his posture hunched over as he checked it for authenticity.
"It's all here." Jin confirmed as he locked up the case and took it back to his side and held it in a clenched fist.
"I honoured my end of the deal. Now it is your turn." Park Jin Young commented, gesturing his hand to Allie who stood awkwardly to the side as she watched the events unfold. Namjoon looked once more at Allie. He took her arm once more and went to escort her back to her father. But something in him clicked, as quickly as it started he pulled Allie into him and held her close to his chest in a tightening grip. One arm restricting her movements and the other pulling a gun from his pocket and holding it against the side of her head. Allie let out a terrified whimper as she felt her cold metal make contact with her skin.
"Now what did I say Princess. You talk without permission and you are dead." He whispered into her ear. As Park Jin Young and Chanyeol were quick to point their own guns at Namjoon. He spoke loudly to the two men across from him. "Shoot me and your precious daughter dies, right here with me." It was a stalemate. "Now princess, you've done everything I have needed you to do. You've been a good little girl and now I have no use for you."
A grunt got itself lost in her throat as she tried to shimmy her way out of his grip but it was too strong. The adrenaline was kicking in and all she could hear was her own heartbeat. Behind Namjoon, Hoseok went to rush foreword his eyes full of shock, but he was pulled back by an arm. It was Jungkook, he gently shook his head, but his own eyes were full of worry. There was no point in them blindly rushing in, lest they wanted to make the situation worse.
"See, I always win." Namjoon called out loud for everyone to hear him. In her own struggling Allie thought briefly back to her fighting lessons with Jungkook. She had been in this position with him before. She would only get one shot and this and if she didn't get it right, she would be dead before she had a chance to breathe. She feigned that she was pulling at Namjoon's arm to try and relieve pressure as his titan strength hold across her chest, but in reality she was trying to get her arms in underneath his. She tried to control her breathing and waited for the opportune moment. "You never should of trusted me. I'll do anything to win." Namjoon smirked, Allie heard the gently click to the hammer get pulled back. It was now or never.
She threw her body weight forward, pushing her arms and using the momentum to push her lower half back into Namjoon, then using the velocity to propel herself forward out of his arms and onto the ground.
As she hit the floor with a sickening thud, she whipped around to face Namjoon as a gunshot rang out through the air.
"So, there you have it princess, you wanted the truth...you got it"
Allie still couldn't see or hear past her own thoughts. Her head was swimming and all she could do was look at Hoseok. Her heart felt like it had ripped into two and that the solid rock on which she was able to stand on was crumbling beneath her feet and she was tumbling down into an empty pit of despair. The look on his face confirmed everything, all he was worried about now was the fact that he got caught and there was no sorry or pleading with her to make her believe that it was all a lie.
He allowed her to believe that he might have felt something for her even though she was falling deeper and deeper in love with him. The world stood still and silence engulfed the already awkward situation.
Namjoon smirked knowing full well that he had won; game over, checkmate. If there was one thing Namjoon could pride himself on it was that he won. Fair and simple. He didn't care who got hurt as long as he was the victor standing at the top. He still had his chance to finish the deal and to walk away victorious.
"So...you've all been lying to me?" Allie asked, there was no emotion in her voice. She couldn't even bring herself to look the boys in the eyes to see if they were lying or telling the truth, she just knew. Silence welcomed her once again as she took it as a confirmation, a confirmation that Jimin and Taehyung were just pretending to be her friend to draw her in. Hoseok had just pretended to fall in love with her to get her to put her guard down and Jin pretended to be that figure of sweetness that made her relax into the situation she had found herself in. Suga and Jungkook only seemed to be the two genuine ones, they both hated her guts and whether Jungkook wanted to admit it or not, he couldn't be nice to her. He was just doing his job. The job that Namjoon told him to do.
"This way." Namjoon told her gripping her arm and leading her from the room past the quiet boys and towards the door that led to the stairs. In all of the built up anger, frustration and emotions that were swarming in her head she ripped her arm out of Namjoon's grip and shoved Hoseok against the wall behind him, her arm holding him up against it but he didn't even try to fight back.
"Did you lie to me?" She shouted in his face. There was no answer. He couldn't even look her in the eye. He knew he betrayed her and the guilt was just too much. He gambled with the girls heart and now it had all fell apart.
"Answer me!" She hit the wall by his head with her free hand. Hoseok finally let his eyes meeting her shaking ones. "Why did you lie to me, you played me like a violin...allowed me to feel something for you when I had nothing or no one around me...you wormed your way in...and I actually thought I found myself falling in love with you!" Hoseok's eyes were telling the story his face couldn't. "And you never felt anything for me? Did you? I was just a piece in this big game just so you could come out the best. You never loved me, hell did you ever even like me? You let Namjoon rule your life and you can't even make your decisions. I never want to see you again! Don't talk to me ever again." She backed away from him and Namjoon once again grabbed her arm, as he moved to take her out of the room he swiftly turned to his sub-ordinates and demanded; "This ends now...call him and tell him to meet us at the rendezvous point."
Before Allie was even allowed to contemplate what he said, her arm was roughly pulled and she was moving quickly being herded like a lamb to the slaughter. She was brought back to the stairs and prodded to begin climbing. Namjoon was being quiet, but Allie could feel the tension and anger radiating from his body and if his grip on her throbbing wrist was anything to go by, he officially had enough. As they emerged back into the main area of the house he planted her on a nearby chair and knelt in front of her, his grip still firm. She could hardly look him in the eye he was that angry. His hand shot out and grabbed her chin, forcing her head up to look at him instead of the salmon coloured carpet at her feet. She winced lightly at her sensation that shot across her face. He silently watched her, his dark, intense eyes searching her scared but gentle eyes. She could feel her breath coming out slightly shaky, she didn't even realise that her hands were shaking as Namjoon never released his strong hold.
"Now, you're going to listen to me for once in your goddamn life." He spoke slowly and lowly, sending a spark of fear down the back of Allie's spine. She felt like she couldn't really breath in the intense moment. All those days trying to put up a strong front and trying to put on this mask, becoming someone she wasn't, living a lifestyle that would never be for her and it was all crumbling down around her to reveal what she truly was. A young, scared girl who had gotten herself in way too deep and was struggling to stay above the waves to get a breathe of air before being forced back into the depths where she felt like she couldn't breath. It was hell.
"Don't speak." Namjoon demanded. She had no plan to, her fear was physically locking her in the seat. "Now. I tried to give you a chance and you ruined it. You are going to listen to every little thing I say and you are going to follow orders without complaints. You will wait here until I come back. If you disobey me once...I am going to put a bullet through Jung Hoseok's head before you can even blink...and then once you've seen the light leave his eyes, I'll finally shoot you too and be rid of you. Got it?"
Allie nodded, fear evident in her eyes. Yes Hoseok may not have been entirely true about his feelings but she had come to care for the man, flaws and all. That was something she wouldn't be able to throw away at the drop of a hat. He was her saving grace and while he may have used her, she was inwardly grateful for everything he had done, whether the returned emotions were real or faked.
"He said that he will be here in one hour." A voice interrupted the fragile atmosphere as Taehyung stepped into view of Allie's line of vision. He seemed hesitant and nervous to speak to his superior. Namjoon's jaw clenched and his head turned to face his subordinate. "Tell him he has 20 minutes, he needs to stop trying my patience and if he brings back up then tell him that the girls brains will be decorating the living room wall and her head will be sent 1st class."
Taehyung disappeared as quick as he had came and silence filled the room once again. It was clear the rest of the members of the group were avoiding Namjoon like the plague and he didn't seem to care.
"Stay here." He ordered before finally giving up the metaphorical staring contest that they had between each other. As soon as he stepped out of her personal space and walked off adjusting his cuffs of his shirt only then could Allie let out the breath that had been caught in her throat. Tears daring to leak over the edge and her head was spinning. The room was now deadly silent and she was the only one here. She could hear voices in the distance and a door slamming somewhere down the hallway. But she kept her eyes forward looking at the wall opposite her.
All she had to do was follow his orders. That's what she had been doing right? This whole time Allie had been nothing but complacent, she knew she was way in over her head and she messed up so many opportunities to escape but she ruined it when she got emotionally compromised. "I just want to go home..." She whispered to herself for company as she felt slightly alone and vulnerable. Looking back over the conversation, or rather dramatic monologue that Namjoon delivered she recalled her 'best friend' Ayami stabbing her in the back and letting her loose to the wolves. Why would she do it? Over the years Ayami had been nothing but a faithful best friend and Allie had never known about her knowing any of these boys or that she had another group of friends outside of their small friendship circle.
Another slammed door moments later brought Allie out of her sorrows as she perked her head up slightly so most of the room could be kept in her peripheral vision. Jimin was walking towards her, with an expression she couldn't place. "Namjoon sent me to get you" was all he said as he took her arm and lifted her from the chair. She noted how gentle his touch was and he didn't pull her, he allowed her to walk next to him and just guided her. It was worlds different from the strength that Namjoon displayed when he held her arm, the redness was still there.
Jimin led her to the front door, as he pulled it open Allie sworn she thought she heard him mutter a sorry as he took her outside. His grip tightening only just whenever Namjoon came into view. The rest of the members of Bangtan were present and silent as their leader walked confidently over to her. His hand raised and Allie winced moving her face away from him as he advanced. A low chuckled emitted from his lips and he simply brushed the tatted hair that clung to her face. "You know, I was really starting to like you, but I knew there was something off. Guess that little fire in you just didn't want to go out...you know, you could have avoided all of this if you just submitted to us."
"Now why do I feel like you're lying? You were never going to keep me around." She said, summoning up the last of her courage. Namjoon twitched in annoyance. He licked the inside of the mouth and let out a 'tsk' before taking her from Jimin.
"Remember what I told you." His eyes flicked from her to Hoseok and back, a small smirk gracing his face when he saw her eyes flit to the ground and her teeth grazed her bottom lip.
Pulling her further out into the outdoor space the sound of tires could be heard faintly rolling along the stones that covered the ground. A black car finally rolled into view and stopped across from the gang. The door opened and a foot hit the ground. Finally the figure emerged and Allie laid eyes on the man she had not seen since she was young.
There was an unforgiving bang as the contents that sat on top of the shelf toppled to the floor as Ally's back collided with the structure in a state of alarm after being interrupted by Namjoon. Her heart started to beat a million miles a minute, to Ally it was the only noise inside the deafening silence as the two parties stared at each other waiting for the other to crack and finally speak. But Ally couldn't even find the words, something was blocking anything that resembled a noise from escaping her mouth.
Namjoon while visibly irritated had a playful glint in his eye as his head tilted ever so slightly. He still held full control, he was aware she had no clue what was going on, and his eye caught the sight of the key dangling from the chain which was grasped tightly in her hand. Little rays of light bounced gently off of it as it twirled slightly in her hand.
"Did he give that to you...or did you take it?" He asked her quietly, very casually. There was a hint of curiosity but he knew full well what had happened and her silence and the brief flicker of loss of eye contact as she quickly gazed down to her hand and back up to him again gave him the full answer that he needed and that coy little smile he had on his face turned into a full smirk. He muttered a small "I see how it is..." but it was quiet enough that Ally didn't hear it. That was for him alone.
The bang had obviously drawn some attention as there was a small commotion from upstairs and before Ally or Namjoon had the time to do or say anything else they were joined by the remaining members of Bangtan, eyes alert, yet slightly confused once they saw the scene before them. Suga sighed in contempt once he put two and two together and his eyes hardened again. He knew this girl was more trouble than she was worth and had gave them all nothing but problems since the beginning. Now she was snooping where she didn't belong and he was just about finished with her. He didn't know how much more of this he could take without giving off...or breaking something...whichever came first.
Hoseok looked completely lost as his eyes made immediate contact with Ally first, he was so confused and had no idea what was going on. However this little exchange didn't go unnoticed and Namjoon uttered his name sternly and Hoseok jumped to the attention of his leader. But he looked torn and conflicted.
"Where's Jin?" Asked Namjoon seeing all but one of his men were present in the room, his question directed to Hoseok.
"Haven't seen him since yesterday." The man replied instantly, his eyes never breaking once from Namjoon. "He said he had some things to do and disappeared. He didn't go into specifics..." His voice slowly faded and Namjoon silenced him with a wave of his hand and looked away. Hoseok followed his gaze right back to Ally who had shrunk further back into the small corner of the room amongst the discarded items on the floor. "What's going on..." Hoseok asked, the confusion making its way back on to his face as he finally started to wonder why she was in this room in the first place.
"Seems like Alison here decided our generous hospitality wasn't enough for her. She decided to take matters into her own hands and disrespectfully ignored our rules and went hunting herself." Namjoon addressed the others in the room, his height growing as he asserted his leadership, his voice clear and unnerved. "And your little girlfriend here...or whatever you two have going on or want to call this, lied to your face and stole your key from right underneath your nose."
Hoseok's hand flew straight to his neck and realised the chain wasn't there. His eyes followed Namjoon's gaze and saw the small key dangling in Ally's grasp.
"How...why did you..." Hoseok stuttered his eyes reflecting the million and one emotions that he was feeling. Pain, anger, confusion, sadness.
"I'm sorry Hoseok...I had to..." Ally quietly called out to him, finding her voice, but it betrayed her by trembling. Her feelings were all too clear but she did what she had to do. Her vision was briefly obscured by the tears welling up in her eyes after she saw how hurt he was.
"So have you got us figured all out princess?" Namjoon interrupted her. He had enough of watching this weird Romeo and Juliet play out.
"No. No I don't. What the hell do you want from me?!" She asked, her voice rising with each syllable the tears finally falling from her face. Namjoon smirked at her.
"You." He finally said. Ally recoiled, but not in horror instead confusion.
"Me?" she answered as if the breath had just been stolen from her lungs and her head began spinning madly as she tried to process the information. It felt like the air was getting squeezed out of the room and she could feel the pressure building.
"It's always been you from the start...tell me what did those other boys tell you. Frankly I'm surprised you chose us...but then again..." a quick glance over his shoulder at Hoseok had the pair glance at the ground but Namjoon quickly assumed command of the situation once again before anyone had a chance to speak by turning to Ally giving her the opportunity to speak.
"They told me...that you were only using me for money..."
"Well" he chuckled sticking his hands in his pockets and shrugging their shoulders. "They're not wrong. But I will let you in on this, given the circumstances. You were the intended target from the beginning." He pointed at the tacked up photograph of Ally as he spoke. Ally genuinely thought she was going to keel over and hand to bite her lip to stop herself from letting out the strained cries that were clawing at the back of her throat to remove themselves from her windpipe.
"Wait, you thought that it was just opportune that you so happened to be abducted from the club that night you were there? That running into Hoseok and Jungkook was a coincidence. Well let me enlighten you Alison, you were there that night because we planned it that way. You seen what you seen because I ordered for that to happen. Poor Yeonjun, the brilliant actor that he is, from our Junior Division volunteered himself to be beaten up so that you could 'witness' it and think that we only wanted you because of what you seen, but we wanted you for so much more than that."
"Hang on a second." Ally dared to interrupt finding the much needed courage to confront the gang leader in front of her. "You said that I was there because you wanted me there. You had no guarantee of that. I was there for a friend's birthday! A friend that you had no trouble in hitting on might I add! My advice - get some better pick up lines!" She recalled pointing at Jimin who let slip a small smile at the memory.
"No. Actually we could. You see we have been watching you for a very long time. We knew exactly when you would be at the club because we planned it out for ourselves. You see your friend Ayami has been working for us. We told her to bring to you the club because we needed you to be there and she knew exactly what was going to happen and when it would happen. Jimin already knew that you both would be at the bar, so all he had to do was get Ayami away from you and Taehyung waited quietly in the wings ready to swoop in and keep you company, but not before drugging your drink and before you knew it you were tied to a chair and all my boys had to do was make it seem like one big accident". Namjoon declared clearing up the situation.
"You are a very valuable asset to us Ally, but I will admit we needed you to feel like you had friends here. So Jimin and Taehyung were more than ready to play the concerned 'big brothers' to look out for you while Jungkook worked you into the ground to try and build you up into a soldier for me...I even tried as far as to get him to pretend to fall in love with you so you could lower your guard but even Jungkook couldn't be that good at everything we make him do. So that honour moved its way down the list and Hoseok had the great pleasure of that..."
Ally's eyes widened and moved to look at Hoseok, it was her turn to look heartbroken and she could feel a stab in her chest and Hoseok didn't even try to deny it but just lowered his head in shame. So it was true.
"However..." Namjoon continued "he let himself get far too attached. Don't worry this fool does have feelings for you, as I am sure you have feelings for him but Hoseok has learned not to mix business with pleasure and has already received punishment for getting distracted from what he was supposed to be doing."
"You used me?" Ally choked out at him, but his lack of an answer made her feel like her heart had just been wrapped out of her chest and the flood of emotions was getting to much for her. She couldn't think straight and all she wanted to do was to run and scream.
"It's not like that..." Hoseok went to answer but was quickly intercepted by Namjoon as he continued his monologue, the fact that he was winning was evident on his face. He knew he had full control of the situation and he reveled in it.
"So Miss Park" the first time in a long time he addressed her by her last name. "You were right in hearing that I wanted you for the money. In fact your family are very wealthy, tell me this, why did your mother and father separate?"
"As far as I was aware they were having relationship problems and my mum wanted to live back in America..." She stuttered in fear at the overload of information.
"Wrong. You don't know this princess, but your father is actually head of a massive mafia corporation. He's just like us."
"You're wrong!" Ally shouted, "He was a manager in a highly successful company!"
"Is that what they told you? Oh he was in charge alright! But of something completely different, you're mother and father broke up to protect you. Now look at you - in the exact place your precious parents tried to protect you from. You're family is worth billions and I plan to drain that out you! Not to mention it would remove a particularly thorny problem I have in my side so that Bangtan is the number one gang and the competition is obsolete. In fact your father and his number one group have been watching us for a particularly long time and its high time that I eliminate the threat. In fact, you know exactly who I am talking about because you've already had the opportunity to escape and you threw it all away!"
Ally's eyes widened as the revelation hit her like a ton of bricks. Her heart rate rose ten-fold and the banging in her head multiplied.
"Your father Alison Park is none other than Park Jin Young and one of his gangs, you may seem to recall is GOT7 - ring any bells?" He smirked knowing full well he was in control and he won.
All Ally could think of was - how did she get herself into this mess and what was she going to do to get out of it now?
Have you ever had that feeling like you were supposed to be doing something but all of a sudden your head clears and you keep getting waylaid from remembering what you were doing in the first place. Like walking into the kitchen to get a bottle of water, but completely forgetting about water as soon as you walk over the door to the kitchen and just standing their aimlessly trying to remember what you wanted to do but you're completely confused because you cannot remember the reason for being there in the end turning around and walking away and not even remembering about that little water bottle.
That's how Allie felt. And her freedom was the water bottle. The key that hung around Hoseok's neck was her water bottle.
Hours turned into days.
Days turned into weeks.
Namjoon made it his mission to keep the young girl busy. He thrived in watching her mentality slowly drain. He watched as her compliance to him and his team became a lot steadier. He enjoyed the power he felt from ensuring that she turned into a pawn in his little game. It was no longer about keeping a witness quiet. Namjoon enjoyed the thrill of the chase. He knew that overtime she would crack and she would be under his control completely.
Ally looked at her dishelved appearance in the mirror and took in the dark circles under her eyes. The bright light that was once seen within her eyes was slowly dying out. Her hair had been unbrushed for several days, little fly-away pieces of hair defiantly floating around the sides of her head and her cracked lips were lacking the moisture they needed. Using the band around her wrist that was slowly losing the stretch and elastic Ally grabbed the knotted mess and tried to tame it into some sort of acceptable hairstyle.
"You're staring into space again" Hoseok snapped her out of her stupor an hour later when she found herself sitting staring into space in a semi dark room as Namjoon led a meeting regarding tracking down the missing information from the safe the night that Jimin and Ally joined together on their first joint mission. Hoseok's cold breath hit her ear as he gently nudged her in the side and she let her vision snap back into focus as Namjoon looked expectantly at her, the other boys looking her way too.
She cringed under the tense glare and shrank into her chair. "I'm sorry, what was the question?" She mumbled and pulled her sleeves of the well worn jumper down around her hands and it gave her some sort of comfort and protection.
"I was saying that we are finally going to catch up with the lost documents that were stolen. I shouldn't have to repeat myself. These documents are currently about to be sold on the black market to the highest bidder. I'm not sure if you are aware that documents such as these are valuable to other gangs. For example whoever gets their hands on these would have nearly unlimited access to a database filled with all information on any gang in Seoul. Their location, their numbers, weapons, weakness and who knows even whatelse. Jae-Suk is...was...a formidable opponent. One I could say I had respect for but with all this information he held at his disposal he was a walking target. I had to see to it we got these documents first and respect for not it's all about who is number one these days. Can't just have any gang at the top these days." Namjoon calmly spoke.
"If they pass into the wrong hands, we're the targets." Jin mused casually folding his right leg over his left and rubbing his chin.
"And by the sound of it, evrey gang in Seoul. Some people are so power hungry they don't care whose lives they destroy to get to the top". Namjoon finished acknowledging his right hand man.
Ally fiddled with her fingers loosely in amongst the fabric of her jumper. Listening intently to the conversation. The room was abuzz with the sound of low chatter as Namjoom continued to draw attention back to the documents and how the person was under an alias, selling them without using their real identity. It had to be someone clever, someone who could easily get in and out without without being seen and obviously working alone but knew exactly where to go and where they found find all the documents locked away in that safe.
"Tae, Jimin, I would like you two to go and scope out the local trades for black market sellers, talk with our contact Sejin and see if he knows anything." Namjoon confirmed as Taehyung and Jimin we're quick to get up off their feet and acknowledge the order before leaving the room. Laughter and shouts could be heard in the corridor as the two raced off to go on their mission.
Namjoon flashed a quick smile and chuckle (but hid it just as fast that Ally thought it must have been just a trick of the light) as he heard the boys activity before becoming seriously again and looking up from the folder in front him.
"Kids..." muttered Suga rubbing his hands together. His features looked troubled as he waited for door to close with a final click which brought a sense of hush into the room. After what felt like an hour he spoke again, his voice sounded gravely and heavy, almost like he was drawing his words out deliberately as he thought of the correct words to say. "So what else happens now, are we just waiting out the inevitable. If this goes down badly, this ends us all and I have been saying this from the start. We need to be more careful. This kid right here is causing more trouble for longer than she needs to be...the police are sniffing at our heels and you're starting to lose focus on what all this was for. We need to end this now. What else is she good for at this point?"
"You of all people know by now Yoongi" Namjoon spoke firmly. His authority clearly seeping out of his voice as he refused to back down from the verbal challenge. "I have made it clear that this is how we deal with this now, I made the decision not to kill her but allow her to assist us and I until I see reason for her to no longer be of use to us then I will be the one to decide her fate."
Ally stood up abrupdtly in her seat. "How dare you talk like I am not even here. You think I'm weak, yeah maybe I am...I told you I would be involved in your little clique and I am trying, but it is hard. I am emotionally and physically drained and you are not even helping me. Yeah I may not be useful to you, but all I want is for you to treat me like I'm human." She said before turning and storming our of the room.
She didn't hesitate to scream as soon as she was at a suitable distance away from the room. She doubled over, hair falling in front of her face. She refused to cry, but she needed to let out the pent up frustration and anger that had slowly began go build up.
A punching bag.
That obsorbed the amount of physical anger that she felt in her bones. Her fists repeatedly hit the hard leather bag, she ignored the sting that hit the knuckles everytime she hit her target. It slowly swung away from her with each hit and bravely came back at her as she sent it back the way it came. It did not take long for her to work up a sweat.
"You're hitting it wrong" a soft voice told her. It was Jungkook. She ignored him and kept punching. She was in a state of silence, all she could hear was the sound of skin slapping the bag each time she tried to strike. A pang of sadness hit her for ignoring him but she didn't want to take out her anger by shouting at him so she shook her head biting her bottom lip to signal to him she couldn't talk or she might regret it. "Strengthen your core" Jungkook suggested.
She immediately felt his large hands grab her waist to steady her and stop her twisting as she punched and she realised it helped to strengthen her swing too. The contact disappeared and he took a step back.
"You're small, don't go all out offensive when you fight. Use your speed and height to your advantage."
Ally stopped fighting and let fhe bag swing to a stop beside her. "Thank you Jungkook, but it isn't fighting skills I'm trying to improve on. I'm imagining Namjoons face." She added quietly smirking under her breath.
Jungkook laughed as well. "I do too sometimes" he whispered silently. "But don't tell him I said that" he immediately said causing Ally to laugh and she then zipped her mouth closed.
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Ally finally returned to her room that evening. She felt a little better but she still felt like crap and that her legs were slowly turning into rocks and each step she took was getting harder and heavier than the next. Sleep came easy to her that night. Her dreams plagued by guns, shots, and screams. Waking up the following morning she decided that she wanted to pay Hoseok a visit. The walk to his room was a silent one, most of the boys still being in bed and Taehyung and Jimin hadn't made it back and were still out with their informant Sejin.
Entering the room she noticed that Hoseok's bed was empty and she could hear the shower running in the adjoining room. The faint sound of rapping could be heard over the noise of the falling water. Ally smiled to herself as she learnt another of his talents. Talents he never got to explore under Namjoon's authority. Ally made herself comfy and decided to wait it out for Hoseok to finish in the shower. As she admired his room her eyes fell on the little desk on the other side of the room. It was a standard boys desk, paper spewed across it and pencils and pens dotted in random places. She went over and smiled as she saw that he had been writing lyrics. Most scored out and scrumpled up but it was better than releasing all of uour agressive energy than with a gun. A little bowl sat on the far corner and she couldn't help but look into it. Some coins, a random marble, a paper clip and some odd pieces of random junk. But lightly sitting on top of all of that was his key.
The key she had tried to take many times but she could never do it. She did not want to hurt Hoseok or just leave him. But now looking at this object that was right there, and no one was around. She went with her gut instinct and grabbed it leaving the room as swiftly and as quietly as she could. She failed to hear the water turn off as she quietly closed the door and made off down the corridor.
Reaching the door she took a big gulp before unlocking it and closing it behind her. To avoid detection she felt her way down against the stone wall, gently shuffling her feet to know when she had reached the bottom. She quickly turned on the lower light at the bottom and looked for the door. The gjn range door stood at one side, the forbidden door was only mere steps in front of her. She quietly listened and waited to hear for any of the boys walking around but all she heard was silence. This was it, it was now or never. She bravely reached out and turned the handle, pushing the door open as it let out a small creek and slipped inside. She remembered to close the door and turn on the light.
The room was not a very large room but it was big enough to host all of the members of BTS if needs be. Two individual lights hung from the ceiling gently lighting up the room with their yellow glow. Ally took a moment to collect herself before looking at the large feature wall which was covered in red lines connecting all the pictures and pieces of paper together.
Ally's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she looked at the page in terror.
Several of the photos were of her, some were of her and her friends out and about. There was pictures of a man who she couldn't quite recognise in a lot of the pictures. There was newspaper clippings about her disappearence, missing posters with reward sums on them and they seemed to climb higher and higher on each poster. There were messages and written reports of this unrecognisable man about his money and fortune. She quickly recognised a photo of herself and her mother with the unknown man, it suddenly hit Ally like a sack of bricks.
That man was her father.
WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON!
In her confusion and panic she blindly turned and reached for the door nob, hysteria rising in her blood as she needed to get out of here as soon as she could. As soon as the door opened her face dropped.
GBBO baker during the signature challenge: I’m just making a simple 18 tier eclair cake with 10 different flavors, 3 types of pastry, and 15 types of icing
The same baker in the technical challenge: I have never seen a baguette in my life
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