You were far away from the underground club now. You knew it wasn’t safe to be somewhere dark by yourself but you wanted to be alone.
No one could comfort you at this point. Seeing him again made your heart crush in misery.
You wrapped your arms around yourself as tears fell down your cheeks. *Everything will be fine. It’s just a crush. You’ll get over it.* Even though you were lying to yourself, it didn’t work.
Sniffling, you wiped your tears away. You turned around and froze.
“Caught you in a trap.” The Dragons grinned.
You gulped. Your legs turned to mush and your mind became blank. You started shaking in fright. *Stupid! Why did I come out here alone?!* You stepped back.
“Ah, ah, ah. Running will just make things harder. Besides…don’t you want your brother back?” A Dragon asked.
You stopped. Your eyebrows furrowed in suspicion, “What…do you mean?”
“Didn’t you hear the news already?” He casually ran his fingers through his black hair, “We got your maknae oppa.” Your heart squeezed in pain, “W-what?”
“Why? Don’t believe me?” The man held out his phone. A video was playing. Seungri was on the ground groaning and screaming in pain as the Dragons brought bats down on him. It was dark but his blood glistened under the moonlight.
“Seungri oppa…” You whispered.
The Dragons laughed. “See that? We got him real good.”
Your hands shook again, but this time it was out of anger. The fear vanished and all you wanted was revenge. *Bastards.* You curled your hands into fists.
The Dragon opened their car door, “Now come with us willingly or things will turn very complicated for your brother.” You swallowed hard.
Then you took a step forward.
They pushed you into the van and it sped off.
Meanwhile, Zico was searching for you. *Goddamit, where’d she go?* He touched his head and spun around. Zico went a little farther and stopped. He spotted you with men in black suits. They told you something and you went pale. One of them opened the door.
“No…” His eyes widened in realization.
Then you did the inevitable. You followed them.
“NO!” Zico started running but it was too late. The van was gone in a cloud of dust. *.* Zico raced back to the club. He looked around and finally spotted your brothers talking.
Zico ran over, “Now isn’t the time to be chatting!” “Muh?” They blinked.
“~~~~~~WAS KIDNAPPED! THE ING LOAN SHARKS CAME AND SNATCHED HER AWAY!” Zico shouted.
Taeyang and Daesung turned pale like you. Taeyang quickly whipped out his phone and called Jiyong. “What?!” His eyebrows furrowed, “How can that be?!”
Daesung desperately shook him, “What happened?”
Taeyang stared at him, “They broke into the house and took Seungri.”
“No…” Daesung’s face fell. “We’ll be right there.” Taeyang got up.
“I’m going to look for ~~~~~~. Let me know if you find her.” Zico exchanged numbers with them. They nodded and left.
“What’s going on?” Kyung asked. Block B gathered around now.
“~~~~~~~~~ was kidnapped.” Zico said. “What?” They stared at him.
“I’m going to find her.” He got on his motorcycle. “Wait, we’ll go with you, too.” They hopped on.
Together, they scattered to find you.
“Ah!” You yelped as you were shoved into a dark garage full of sack of ‘flours’ that were actually full of drugs. You bit your lip and looked at your scratched palm.
“It’s been a long time.” A voice hissed.
You looked up and gasped with widened eyes. It was him. The man you had hoped to never meet as long as you were alive.
Junyup grinned, “What’s the matter with you? You look like you saw a ghost.” His cold cackle made a shiver run down your spine.
“W-where’s my brother?” You asked, trying to keep as calm as possible.
Junyup snapped his fingers. Out of the shadows, two men dragged Seungri over.
“Oppa!” You shouted, horrified. They just dumped him in front of you.
“Seungri oppa!” Tears falling down your face, you crawled over to him and turned him onto his back. He looked terrible. There was blood all over his face. One eye was so swollen that he couldn’t open it at all. His lips were bruised and bloodied. He was shaking so hard that he was at the point of convulsion.
“Oppa!” Sobbing, you helped him up and leaned him against the stack of sacks. You reached out but couldn’t touch his face.
Seungri tried to open one eye, “~~~~~~~…” He started coughing badly.
“Don’t talk.” You choked on your tears. You scathingly glared at Junyup, “What did you do to my brother?!”
“What I should’ve done years ago.” He smirked. “Did you think you could run forever? You six were always at the palm of my hand. I let you run around for a bit and you think you’re all that, huh?” Junyup slapped you across the face.
Seungri weakly put an arm out, “No, don’t hurt her…”
Tears welled up in your eyes. You flashed a glare at Junyup, “I’m not that weak little girl you remember anymore. I can KILL you if I really wanted to.”
The room filled with mocking laughter. Junyup bent down in front of you, “Are you serious?” He snatched your chin and you hatefully glowered at him. “Mmm you’re right. You’re not the same. You can be worth so much more. Or maybe I’ll just keep you for myself.”
You spit in his face.
“ARGH! YOU ING !” Junyup slapped you again. This time, your lip split open.
Seungri tried to help. “Please don’t hit her. Hit me instead.”
Junyup smirked, “I will but in front of the rest of your brothers. 2 down. 4 to go.” He stood up and motioned for everyone to leave.
The door slammed shut.
You and Seungri were alone in the cold, dim room.
“Seungri oppa, gwenchana?” You asked. He managed to nod and open his eyes. Seungri gently cupped your face and wiped the blood from your lips. “Mianhae…for not being a strong enough brother. The hyungs wouldn’t have gotten caught.”
You shook your head, “Don’t say that, oppa. We’ll get out of here. I promise.” You squeezed his hand and looked around for an exit route. *We need to leave and warn the others.*