Y/N.

My chest tightened in a split second the moment my eyes captured his face. I don't know how the heck he just always trails behind no matter how much I just plunge him into darkness,he always finds me like I am his illumination. But no. I am not. I will never be his illumination to ignite his soul. I am done living with his lies.

All he wanted was a soul to control and sling his madness and possession . And he chose my soul. Moreover, he didn't just clawed on my soul, but on my mind , my heart and my body. Like I was his work out puppet.

" What the fuck are you doing here , motherfucker?" Ian snarled through his clenched teeth. " Why is your ass here ,but not at NIA?"

Jake, descended one step down from the wooden upstairs.

" Baby, stay there. Dont move.." Ian directed me gesturing his hand.

I rolled my eyes in exasperation and he didn't notice that. Thankfully. Because if he saw my eyes scrolls and rolls he would commence to blurt out his filthy words which I would detest now.

" Well, I am just cleaning up the mess , that shouldn't have existed in the first place." Jake stated as he descended another step down.

" What? What do you mean ?" Ian took a swallow down. My eyes fell on his throat and his shoulder where I stuck the glass shard to escape him. It was agonizing,that I had to stab him with a glass shard just to hold him for a few moments from following me.

Yet. He did.

However, a pinch of alleviation passed through me witnessing his shoulder injury dressed well in a bandage. But my eyes couldn't stop roaming over his chest drenched in his crimson fluid.

" You think, you were stalking Y/N so peacefully."Jake gave him a sinister smirk. "Negative. I was stalking you "

" Why the fuck, douchebag?

Ian sprinted towards me and stood in front of me covering me from Jake as if he was a threat to me , but the real threat was him. Ian.

" For my brother." Jake tilted his head as his voice dipped in a mock and paused for a moment. His face twisted into a sick wrath, before calling out the name"Jungkook."

Ian took a step back. His back hovered over my face. " Your brother?" Ian scoffed and his voice spat in poison. " Where is that dip shit? I thought he was dead. Would love to see his fucking face again."

A beat of tranquility passed. " Wait. Why the fuck are you clung to Jungkook?." He inclined his head down for a second and lifted up when something lit inside him. " The fuck. Your dad. Maxwell. Where the fuck is he? He was the one who. .."

" He saved Jungkook." Jake cut him off. " And I was with him as a brother when you were not there for him. You just almost got him killed. Oh no.." Jake shook his head dramatically." You killed him."

" that's bullshit! Your dad was the one..."

" Ian, will you just leave us alone." I invaded his words . Because the next words he would blurt out will probably be a lie.

" Y/N. " He turned to me. His eyes blazed with agony and consternation. " I don't know what lies did this motherfucker fed you,baby. Please. " His words disintegrated with his whimpers. " Please, just come with me. I will explain everything. I promise baby. Just come with me." He offered his palm to me, to place my hands and curl them in it. My hands twitched to hold them. But I loitered.

" She won't!" Jake barked.

Ian's face contorted into rage and frustration. He instantly turned around to face him and hoisted up his machine gun to Jake.

My eyes shifted to Jungkook , who wheeled himself out of his shadows from his room downstairs to the living room. The creaking of the chair , sliced through the tensed air as our voices were having clashes like a thunderstorm. " She is not coming with you . She won't. " He stated.

Ian's eyes widened as he saw Jungkook hung around in a wheelchair. His entire body trembled. He looked fragile and soft  like he was barely holding himself together. Holding something in his heart. His chin wobbled as a mild whimper absconded through his concealed lips. His eyes were wide with something between fear and heartbreak.  His grip on the machine gun slackened, as something weighed down inside him. The machine gun slipped from his hands and hit the floor with a metallic clank that screamed louder than anything.

" Jun..."

" Dont." I shoved in front of him. " Dont you fucking dare to walk to him!" I snarled. However I almost lost my words witnessing the fear, pain, and hurt in his eyes.

His eyes locked back to mine.Tears brimmed his eyes . Yet they went futile to stay in his eyes and  roamed down to his cheeks in tranquility. " Sunflower , please. Let me just.." His breaths came out shaking coupled with his words. " Please ....is that my.  " A sob ripped through his throat.

It lacerated me.
I swept it off.

" Leave!" I pushed his chest with my one hand. He stumbled back. His eyes latched on to Jungkook again.

" Sunflower, please...." He cried. He cried like a child who lost into darkness. A soul crushed beyond a rejuvenation.

I swept it off again . No. I don't want to feel this way to him. I don't want to feel pain when he is in pain.

" Leave! Fucking leave." I pushed his chest again. " Leave us alone. You did enough. " He stumbled back. He begged.

" No, sunflower, !" He sobbed and glanced at Jungkook once. His blazing tears dripped to my arms. Yet. I pushed him back again,clutching his chest into my palm I pushed him back. The fear. The anguish. It was writhing inside me and ignited my frustrations.

"What do you want? Ian .what the fuck you want?" I roared. " Did you relish watching him like this!" I fisted my hand to his chest. " You fucking did this to him! You think I would never find out what you did, just because you did some gene therapy shit to my head!"
" Y/N..." His tears flowed down. " Baby, what the fuck are you talking about?" His voice was gentle and calm coupled with his mewls.

" Oh really? Cut the shit asshole! You fucking broke his legs , slashed his face multiple times like he was just a dead meat!!" I bellowed.

" What? Baby,no..." He cried out.

" No? Stop pretending you sick fuck! Why did you slashed his face? Tell me why?" I screeched and hit his chest again. Crimson fluid tainted to my palm.

He dawdled there without fighting me back, while he could just do it in snap second but he lingered there. Receiving all of my hits and snaps.

" Was it because, he had the same face as you?" My voice came out in a shudder.

" What?" His breath caught to his throat as his further words didn't slip out.

" You heard me , you sick fuck! Was it because he has the same face as you and he was born crippled? Was it because he was a burden to you?"

" Wait. Is that.... "He took a gulp down and broke into loud sobs. " Is that..Ia.." He took another gulp down as if his words got clogged in his throat."is that my.."

" Yes.." Jake snapped at him. " Since you killed the other Jungkook, Dad saved him." He pointed to Jungkook who was trembling in the wheelchair. I squinted my eyes at him. Maybe Ian's presence brought him the terrifying nights he had gone through with him.

" The fuck motherfucker !" Ian stormed to the steps and scrambled up Jake to clasp his collars. " Keep saying that your Dad saved him..."

" Well, then tell me what happened to other Jungkook then? " Jake didn't raised his hands to Ian to unfasten his grip from his collars. " Speak up. "

" Paxson and Clark took my Y/N and Jungk..." Out of the blue Ian slackened his hold against Jake's collar and took a step back, almost tripping down from the stairs. But ,he composed himself to stand firm. " This cant be..." He murmured.

Jake imparted him a sinister smirk which I really want to scrape it off from his face. I am patient with him and his face, only for Jungkook.

"One word. Anyone could die here." Jake guffawed at him. " After all these years.. " he let out another grating snicker. " Really? I was at NIA right in front of your eyes.." He adjusted his biconcave glass. His weird laugh was inviting vomit to my throat. " I found the file..." He snickered again. " Everything was right under your nose. "

My brows furrowed deep as my head was working to process his words. Did Jake and Ian have a separate base of war that no one discovered yet? At NIA? What combat did they have at NIA?

" Y/N.." Ian descended down from the stairs and shoved in front of me. " Baby , take him with you...and get out of here ." He pointed to Jungkook.

" Why? so you can kill this Jungkook too?" I grinded my teeth and gave him a sharp glare.

" Hey, Ian!" Jake descended down the wooden stairs and reached the floor. The stairs cracked beneath his boots. Ian turned to him. His nerves popped at the arc of his neck. " Tell me why did you kill Jungkook? Was that because he was in love with your sunflower? " He gazed upwards to the ceiling and showed off a dramatic demonstration of thinking. " Oh you killed Y/N's  mother too right? Tell her why did you kill her mother? "

" Dont..." Ian growled at him.

"Dont ? What? Was it because she was just a barrier for you to get your sunflower or..." Jake paused again dramatically and gave a glance to Jungkook.

I let out a sigh of my peak level annoyance and then inclined down to pick Ian's machine gun . I set the gun's barrel at Ian's back. " Get the fuck out of here. Or I am pulling the trigger and every bullet will be inside every inch of your body." It killed me. The words I let out had me gut wrenching.

He didn't flinch. Didn't wince. He just took a step ahead towards Jungkook. I stormed in front of him again and set the gun's barrel to his chest. " Dont you fucking dare to near him "

" Baby, you don't even know how to use the gun." He said softly as tears didn't cease to roam down on his cheeks.

I took a breath for a moment.

Alright baby. Just focus. Keep the barrel straight.

Focus.Dont shake your hand. Do not let the person who is standing opposite you know that you have zero knowledge about shooting.

Jungkook

Yes, sunflower.

Can you remove it.?

Baby , I have removed the safety pin. Shoot it. Focus on the centre.

Not the safety pin. your tongue.

My hand shuddered against the gun as I pressed the barrel to his chest. Tears brimmed my eyes as my head spiralled back to the moment he ate me out while he literally guided me to use a pistol. The moment before everything fell apart.

He let out a smile while his eyes were brimming up with more tears as he perceived what my mind recalled.

" Well, Y/N. We could just slice off his limbs and then behead him. That would be better." Jake growled in wrath. However. I utterly cornered his words. But . It loitered inside my head.

" I know ." I swallowed hard. " I know how to use a gun."

" Without a doubt " he hoisted up his eyebrows at me.

One beat of silence passed. "Y/N!!" He roared and out of the blue , he sheathed his arms around me and shoved me down to the floor.

A sudden explosion erupted behind me that shuddered the room. The machine gun slipped out of my hands and hurled on the floor.  The explosion force tore through the air louder than my screeches.  The explosion wave pulled heat, debris and dust to my skin. A puncturing , high pitched alarm engulfed my ears. It was relentless. It swallowed out everything else.The world gone mute. The maddening and sick beep was resonating through my skull. My breath hitched. As I tried to yearn for air, my lungs got congested with dust . I coughed out.

" Y/N . Baby.." Ian's strong arm enclosed around me still. I blinked my eyes several times and breathed hard. My eyes then processed that I was still in his arms, safely landed on his chest. For a moment, that touch made me almost to curl into his arms, but I can't. I won't. He is evil . Satan crawled out of hell.

" Baby, your arm.."He tried to hold my broken wrist seated in the splint. " Get the fuck away from me!" I screeched at him and rolled away only for the debris and fragments of stone to pierce my back. I yelped.

" Y/N." He tried to drag himself to me. The next instant moment I pushed him off making him fall on his back on the floor. And my mind was affixed to Jungkook.

I uplifted my head . The wall had an elongated and wide open slit from the blast. The deep slits prevailed through the concrete. The stairs had a mild split in the middle. I gazed at the spot where Jake stood. He was not there. Coward ,might have ran upstairs . Some goddamn imbecile moron must have tossed an explosive in here, most likely one of Ian’s men.

I gradually sat up and set my feet on the floor. The fragmented stone pierced my feet as I pushed my body upwards to stand. I winced in pain.

I shuddered as my eyes locked onto the fracture that tore through the floor. It wasnt that deep, but a splintered partition left in the force of the explosion. The edges of the partition were irregular and threatening like a knife that was caused by the aftermath of the explosion. The air was still congested with dirt, smoke and debris such that I couldn't get a clear vision of the other side of the partition where Jungkook was in the wheel chair.

As the debris slowly settled from the chaos in the air, my eyes locked onto Jungkook. He was lying  slump on the floor,meanwhile his wheelchair was  toppled beside him.

" Jungkook." I called out.

His body didn't move an inch. His body was limp and motionless. My heart thumped to my skull. The sight sent a jolt of fear through me. He lied there helpless. It wrenched me.

I oscillated my head to locate any teeny weeny space i could just cross across and reach him. After a moment my eye got caught in a little pathway that was several inches wide ,at one corner that remained safe from being split open by the explosion.

" Hang in there. I am coming." I yowled to him.  I panted and set my feet at the edge of the little pathway. " God, please help me.." I wheezed in fear that my feet would slip into the crack and get stuck.I set my feet to walk on it. With slow and little steps like a toddler would set, I made out to the other side and hopped towards Jungkook.

I immersed my knees beside him and shoved my one arm underneath his abdomen and gently rolled him on my lap. I screamed as his weight pressed down on my bullet wound at my left thigh. I stuffed my sobs by sealing my mouth. And then, I gently shook him as his was close shut. Panic crawled over me. " Jungkook. " I shook him. " Jungkook. Look at me." I whimpered. It was not only because he didn't scroll up his eyelids. It was because of the name ' Jungkook.'  The name that felt like heaven when it spilled out of my lips.

Sweeping it off , I shook Jungkook vigorously. With a jolt of sudden breath , his eyes opened. " Y/N." His eyes went wide. The scars and stitches shrunk back on his skin as shock and helplessness prevailed on his face. " I am here. I am here. We have to move come on." I gently rolled him down to the cold floor and hooked my hands to his shoulders.I looped my left hand to his left shoulder's axilla and inner side of my right elbow  through his right shoulder's axilla. I planted my feet and stood up. I dragged him on the floor. He winced. " I know . I know I am sorry. We can't stay this side. They might kill us. Please." I whispered in trepidation.

I commenced to drag him again." Come on. " I panted. He was heavy. His colossal body was too huge in my tiny hands. Yet I have to save him. He is the only one left that I could call my family. My husband's brother.

" Y/N." He grunted.

" Almost there." I growled as I pulled him through the little pathway I came across to get him.

" Y/N. Let go of me and leave." He sniveled and writhed gently from the hooks of my fingers and tight hold.

" No. " I reported. Sharp and firm. My stomach tightened as his weight was hurling me down to the ground.

I drew him near the stairs with arduous pulls and tugs.  " I know its hurting, we cant stay here. We cant stay downstairs. His men won't let us go." I cocked my neck towards the spot where I pushed off Ian. My eyes went wide. Panic crawled over me. He was not there." Where did he go?" I mumbled to myself. " May be to fight Jungkook's men?"

" Are your men here?" I asked ok Jungkook.

He dawdled and didn't speak a word like he was drowning in some thoughts.

" Jungkook." I shook him.

"Huh?"

" Are your men here or not?" I asked him and dragged him again.

" Yes. Probably." He whispered and moaned in pain .

" Good." I breathed hard and pulled him again. A moment my eyes fell on his legs. The ankle of one of his legs was twisted and turned. Positive. The other one , they didn't seem like it was dead. It felt alive. Inside.

I didn't latch my thoughts there but resumed to pull him towards the stairs. I turned around and noticed that the stairs had a long crack caused by the blast.

" Quick. We have to move. The stairs could break and fall by any minute." I pulled him and set him near the stairs. " Alright, I am going to pull you up through stairs. If it hurts a lot just ..." I trailed off to catch a breath. " Let's just keep going ok."

" Y/N. Please leave me and go. Please. You don't have to ."

" No. I am not leaving you." I pulled him gently to the stairs. " I am not fucking leaving you . We are family " I dragged him one step upwards. " And families stick together." I grunted hard as it was arduous to pull him upwards through the stairs. There were alarming sound of explosives and gun firing resonated outside. The war has begun. But I don't give a shit about it. Finally the truth came out. Now I don't have to be in perplexity.

" Come on. Jungkook " I growled as I pulled him upwards again. My back started to ache. My legs ached. My arms ached. I set forth to pull him upstairs by tug and pulls with my hands.

" Y/N! Please.. leave me here. Please go save yourself." He wailed in pain and fear.

" I said I am not fucking leaving you." I dragged him again with a tug as we reached upstairs with an arduous voyage of pulling him upwards.

I pulled him again and plunged him to the floor gently. " Are you ok?"

" Y/N. You don't have to do this. Go. Leave. Save yourself." He ranted again. Meanwhile my lungs were screaming for oxygen.

" No. Jungkook no..." I shook my head coupling with my heavy breaths.

" Y/N. You have to listen to me . There is..." His words sliced off with a sudden jolt in his body. He clutched his right abdomen with his palm.

" Jungkook."I whispered in astonishment and pulled out his palm from his abdomen. Blood oozed out of his bullet wound. " No no no ! God no!" I screamed. I clasped the hem of my shirt and at a stroke I ripped a strip out of it and pressed on his wound. " Apply pleasure on it gently. I will try to get some help."

" No Y/N . Listen." He whined. His palm escorted to the cloth pressed against his bullet wound .

" No. We are in this shit together. " I snapped at him and stood up. Another explosion barged inside the room. I flinched.Thankfully we reached upstairs. Fire blazed through the room and set for the mount over the wooden stairs.

" Sunflower." Ian's voice sliced in.

I turned around. He reached upstairs following me and Jungkook. Moron. He was the one who might have shot Jungkook.

" Come on, baby." He offered his hand again. " Lets go. My men will take care of..."

" You did this! Didn't you?" I yelled. My eyes brimmed with unshed tears. " You fucking shot him very well knowing I was trying to save him!' My palm crash landed on his face. A tight slap.

" Baby," he took a breath as if to calm down the beast residing inside him." Just... "

" What do you want? You want me? All to yourself?" I cut him off." Get the fuck away from me! I won't allow you to kill this Jungkook. He is the only family I have..."

"For fuck sake! Y/N!' he bellowed . "I am done with your tantrums, sunflower." He growled at me and moved to Jungkook almost grabbing him. In a snap second I hurled him and pushed him off from the upstairs. Before he could plummet down his hands swung to clutch on mine. Involuntarily my hand curled around his one arm. " No!" I gasped. My body crashed down to the floor.

As I clasped his arm, he stumbled backward, not onto the stairs, but into the gaping, scorched pit of flames beneath. The fire ate away the steps leaving only the fragmented edges of the stairs. His legs swung in the air while I held his entire body weight with my one arm and couldn't move my other arm or use it as my wrist was broken and residing inside a splint.

The stairs completely ruptured down. It was a hollow pith of fire that was blazing down at a mere distance from his swinging feet. I leaned down, to glance into the blaze as it crawled its way across the ground below. What the hell? It was a fucking basement. There was a basement under these steps?The fire crackled louder and started to lick the edges of the steps.

" Ian." My voice wobbled softly as he held my hand with his one hand. Because he knew if he held me with his both hands , it could fracture my arm.

" Baby please do something. And pull me up." He beseeched.

He killed your mother

Jungkook loved you with every ounce of his soul ,but Ian killed him.

Voice. The voice of Jake was pestering me.

" Sunflower,please pull me up. I don't wanna die. I want to live with you please. " He cried and whimpered. He swung his other hand to the fragmented edge of the floor of upstairs.

" No.." I shook my head. " Let go of my hand. Let this end here , Ian." My heart splintered into slits and slices.

" No no no baby please! Please. If I am not alive who would even take care of my sunflower. Please baby. I want to share my life with you. Please pull me up." He sobbed.

" Let go of my hand, Ian." I swallowed hard.

" Please dont let me go . Please, Y/N. Baby I am begging you, pull me up. Dont do this. Dont do this to us." His eyes screamed for help. "I want you, baby, God, please. I will  say anything you want me to, just don’t push me away. I need you. I can’t breathe without you. Everything I did." His voice wobbled. "every dark, twisted thing, it was all for you. I don’t care how broken I am, or how fucked up it sounds…or how fucked up this is,  I just want to live my life with you. Just you. Please, baby, don’t leave me. " His hands commenced to slip due to sweats." Please, sunflower you don't know to exist without me baby. "

" Y/N. " Jungkook groaned in pain clutching his palm to his bullet wound.

" Hang in there."I spoke to him and grunted as Ian's hand set forth to glide away from mine.

" Y/N. Please baby. Please please please please please give me a fucking chance. Dont let go. Dont let go of my hands. " Ian's leg swung more as the fire was licking the basement inch by inch.

" Baby, listen. You cant do this without me. Please pull me. I can't die. Baby. I want you. You want me.. please i want a family with you. Us. Our ki..."

" Stop fucking manipulating me Ian!" I roared. " Let go of my fucking hands. If you dont , they would kill you in the most gruesome way possible. I can't let that happen. Just let go."

"Baby, please..."He whimpered.

" You shot him.you fucking shot Jungkook. What kind of monster are you! Why would you do that to him.he was.."

My words disintegrated as another bullet shoved past me and hit Jungkook 's arm. " no Jungkook!" I turned my head to him and  wailed , at a split second in astonishment ,in helplessness, and in fear , my hand slipped away from Ian's . His hands glide away from mine.

I gasped. " Jung .." I called out the name Jungkook as his hands slipped from mine.

" No!" I screeched and leaped forward. Ian's forefingers clutched on the edge of the upstairs landing.

A pinch of relief waved in. But it short lived as several bullets set forth to storm towards me, Jungkook and Ian. But none landed on me or Jungkook.

Well, Y/N. We could just slice off his limbs and then behead him. That would be better.

Jake's words shoved inside my head.

" No no..I cant let that happen. I can't watch that . And Jake won't listen. "I panted.

I sobbed and dawdled there. I wandered my eyes to find something hard to hit on his forefingers that clung to the fragmented edge of the floor.

My eyes then located a broken splintered wooden piece that probably might have fallen from the stairs rail.I crawled to it.  I grasped it and clutched it.

" I can't do this " i whimpered. I lingered there and without a second thought, I hit his forefingers that clung to the fragmented edge. " Let go!" I smashed the wooden piece on Ian's forefingers. He didn't move them or budge to unravel them from the edge." Let go.I cant see them dismembering you! Let go!" I hit the wooden piece on his forefingers until blood soaked his fingers. " Let go. Please let go." I hit the wooden piece to his knuckles over and over again. " Let fucking go! Please. Fucking let go!" I smashed him again, hard and merciless. The blow split his knuckles open, and his fingers finally slipped from the edge.  " Go please. You could have just said everything to me.." i sobbed. " Go away. Let this end here ."

He was gone. His body plunged into the flames below. The fire roared, snarled gluttonously and swallowed him whole. I didn’t chase after him. I couldn’t.I didn't lean forward to get a glance of it
I just loitered there ,hopeless and helpless. I was frozen there. I was shaking, my chest hoisted up and down with broken sobs. Tears streamed down my face as the smoke and sorrow curled around me, thick , choking and gagging. My hands trembled with the heaviness of what I had done. I didn’t look into the flames.  I couldn’t. I lingered there and immersed my face into the floor , haunted, and crying over the pieces of me that burned with him.

My head weighed down. The smoke choked me. My visions blurred. Dark veils concealed over my eyes. Everything around me spun. I lost him. I lost him. I fucking lost him. He is no more. I lost the man I loved. I let him die. The truth ripped us apart and it killed him and then me.

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