Seokjin stared at me in disbelief, his eyes wide. "Wh-what do you mean kill Taehyungs Father? Are you insane?" He asked.

I kept the car in park with the engine running. I leaned over, looking him in the eye. "Am I insane?" I repeated his question. "You tell me. You grew up with money so you have no idea what I've had to do to get me where I am now, what I've seen. Wanna know something?" I asked. Not waiting for his reply I went on. "My Father sold me to Taehyung to pay off his debts that he continued to rack up despite me doing all the working. I've been drugged, almost killed not once, but twice. Both ordered by Taehyungs Father himself, not to mention his Father is kind of out for him too. So. Am I insane?" I repeated his question again.

Seokjin swallowed hard, unsure of how to reply. He shifted uncomfortably in the car seat an stared 

I adjusted my seat, shifting the car out of park an into drive. "I'm meeting with Taehyung for lunch. So, I'll drive to the restaurant and you take the car and go on home. Put the duffle bag with the guns to my room an in my closet, the other one goes to Jungkook." I explained, keeping my eyes on the road as I drove to the restaurant Taehyung an I had agreed upon earlier today. 

"I had no idea... I'm sorry, I'm just a little worried that something is going to happen to you." He finally said, his face was facing the side window, watching the scenery pass by him."

"It's not your fault, I know that. I shouldn't have snapped like I did. That was harsh of me." I glanced over in his direction then back at the road. "As for being worried about me, nothing is going to happen, I'm convinced I'm unkillable." I joked.

"I've never seen you up against anything but I honestly don't doubt it." He replied. 

My ringtone began playing, vibrating in the plastic cup holder to the right of me. "Could you answer that for me? It's probably Taehyung wondering why I'm not there yet even though I'm not even running behind."

"Sure." He picked up my phone, sliding the green answer button up the screen before putting it against his ear. "This is Nari's phone, she's driving an sh-" He paused. "Okay." He took the phone away from his ear, pressing the speaker button.

"Nari." It was Taehyung, he sounded upset. "Nari." He repeated.

"What's up?" I asked. "I'll be at the restaurant in just a few minutes."

"Don't. Come stra