You'll never catch me Kookie! I screamed while sprinting down the long corridor of his house. Our loud laughter echoed through the hallways and our heavy footsteps made the floor shake slightly. I made my way to the end of the long hallway and turned left into a second corridor. Only to bump into someone. I let out a squeal as I lost my ballance and fell backwards onto my bum. I looked up at the taller boy who I had collided with only

moments ago. "Aaagh Joonie I thought you were caught!" I

shouted He put his slender finger up to his plump lips, indicating me to be quiet. He grabbed my hand, pulling me off the floor and into a room on the right.

We slid our way under the large four poster bed, still giggling at the prospect of us both

winning the game of hide and seek tig. We instantly stopped giggling as we heard 2 pairs of loud footsteps entering the room. "HELLO!" A voice shouted while peering under the bed. Namjoon and I both let out a loud scream as Jin, the eldest of us all, crawled under the bed. He was closely followed by Tae who was still cracking up at our girly screams.

The four of us were still hidden under the bed, tightly squished together and whispering our plan of escape. Slowly we slithered out from underneath the large bed, Tae hitting his head in the process, causing us all to stiffle our laughs while creeping back out into the corridor. We were instantly met by Jungkook, the main seeker and also the fastest runner. "Jimin, I found them!" He shouted and the two of them began chasing after us. I ran as fast as my legs would allow me but as the youngest, and the only girl, I quickly fell behind the faster older boys.

I started to slow down and my breathing became short and fast paced.

Only seconds later I felt someone collide with my body and I fell down to the ground with them landing on top of me. I pushed them off

me, laughing as Jungkook smiled at me. "I caught you," he bragged. I rolled my eyes, "you want a medal or something?" I said sarcastically. "Yes please," he answered back while showing his goofy smile.

We made our way back to one of the many living rooms. Jungkook lives in a large house with his parents. His mum is a scientist and his dad is part of a criminal gang who called themselves The Bighit Boys. I always thought it was a stupid name for a gang as it sounded more like a band or something but I went along with it.

The Bighit boys became a criminal group about 10 years ago. They started off large with about 15 members. However, over the years, many have been killed or imprisoned for the unforgiving acts they have performed. Their crimes consisted of murders, robberies, attacks, and system hacks. They were clever and they always got what they wanted. My mother and father were the leaders of the group as they set it up in the first place. I was proud of them even though most of the time, I didn't really understand what they did. I was only 9, I wasn't even born when they started the gang so I had pretty much grown up in a life in criminal activity. I hardly ever saw them. I lived by myself most of the time, however all of my friends lived on the same street as me. Namjoon, Jin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Tae, Jimin and Jungkook. All their fathers were part of the gang too, so we had grown up together. I loved them all, they were more like brothers than friends to me. We had known each other from birth. I'm glad I had them, my parents were hardly ever there for me so the boys did their best to look after me.

I was very independent for my age, I had basically grown up without my parents, I had grown up having everything except love and happiness. My parents would come home after 2 months of not seeing me and shower me with gifts and then leave a week later and do the whole process over again. They had taught me to hate, not love. They taught me that crime is good and that killing is positive. felt lost, like the world didn't accept me, just I because of my awful upbringing.

When we walked into the living room, we were noisily greeted by the other 6 boys who were arguing over the winner. After a good 10 minutes of bickering we came to a conclusion that Yoongi won. We all lay down on the black leather couches, finally breathing after the tiring game. After talking about gangs, mafia leaders and recent crimes, my parents stormed into the room.

"Y/n now, we are leaving this shithole!" Shouted my father. I jumped up, not wanting him to be angry with me Quickly hugged all him to be angry with me. I quickly hugged all the boys goodbye. And turned to leave. While walking to the front door, I asked my mother what had happened. "Just an argument with the others," she smiled, "nothing to worry about sweetie."

We walked past the meeting room where the other criminals sat, talking in raised voices about something.

"..kill them..." I heard Namjoons dad say. I brushed it off and left the house

I couldn't sleep that night, the words of Mr Kim replayed in my head "...kill them..." conversation. However this time, something seemed off. My house was even larger than jungkook's house. I slept in my own room on the second floor across the corridor from my parents room. I often felt safe and secure at night even when I was home alone. However, tonight was different. I was still freaking out about Mr Kim's words. I know that it was probably nothing and I shouldn't worry about it but I was. I sat up in bed and walked over to the window. I looked out over the glowing moon and the bright stars which surrounded me. I felt more relaxed now. Nature always quiet voices below me. I opened the window, quietly and slowly, to not bring any attention large, they had to be adults. I continued to

Who was he going to kill and why? It wasn't the first time I had heard this kind of

found a way to comfort me. Then, suddenly, the peace and quiet was interrupted as I heard

to myself. I peeked out into the darkness below me only to see 2 figures. They were

stare, listening into the conversation. "Sma— the wi-w with-me-hing!"

"No – will m e too -uch noi !" They were so quiet and I couldn't make out full sentences. After getting bored of listening, I realised they weren't going to do anything so I started to walk back to bed. SMASH!

I ran back to the window and the clouds parted from in front of the moon. Moonlight shone onto the world below.

I now had a full view of the people below me... Mr and Mrs Kim, Namjoon's parents, my best

friend's parents. I paused wondering what to do. Do I let them in? Maybe there was a problem with the gang and they needed help. I looked back down below to see that they had gone. Confused, tired and not really bothered, I walked back across the room and put on my shoes. I was going for a walk. I often did this late at night and my parents never found out, not that they would care.

As I was tying my last lace I heard two echoing gunshots followed by 2 synchronised loud screams. They came from across the hallway. I froze. Suddenly it all made sense. Mr and Mrs Kim had come to kill my parents! Why didn't I figure it out before! I felt tears begin to form in my eyes as I slid down the wall landing on the floor with a loud thud. "Oh shit!" I whispered under my breath.

2 pairs of footsteps began to head my way as I quickly stood up, grabbing my pre-packed emergency bag. The door burst open and I ran to the window, knowing that it was my only way to escape. Luckily I had done this before. I slid out of the window and scrambled my way across the window ledge, then I manoeuvred to the drainpipe clinging onto it while slowly lowering myself down to the ground. I instantly took off. I knew they were following me. I could hear their footsteps resounding through the night. But I was young and fast from all the times playing hide and seek tig with the boys. I ran out of the driveway to see a car parked by the side of the road. I peered in through the darkened windows. And what I saw, I will never forget.

Ind Abandoned baal And

Inside the car 6 men, dressed all in black. And I knew who they were alright. Yes, the fathers of the boys I had grown up with, the men who looked after me as though I was their second child. My parent's best friends, work partners, bosses and most of all, the people that they trusted. I broke down in tears and ran as fast and my legs would carry me.

Why would they do that? My parents own gang members plotted against them, they betrayed them, broke their trust. My anger rose up inside me. I TRUSTED THEM! But what hurt me most of all was the insanity of Namjoon's parents. They committed the crime, they murdered my parents! I didn't know what to do. I could go to the police and report them. No it was too risky, The Bighit Boys would surely come after me too and I know exactly why. To kill me. I rethought, I could go to one of the boys' houses. They would let me in. No I couldn't, their parents would come home and find me and kill me. Not to mention the fact that I was now pissed at what they had done to me! I felt my blood boiling, I had never been this angry before. WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT! I paused as I stopped running. "This is war!"