Believe me!

Come on, don't panic... don't panic... I'm... I'm the leader of the greatest mafia group in Seoul, there's no way...There is no fucking way...

"Excuse me, the kid just woke up... please get out or I'll have to call the cops" The doctor said as he tried to shoo away the men.

I stared at MY men in confusion, but they gave me the look of disgust and anger as I was supposedly the one who killed their leader, aka me, myself.

Suddenly an elderly walks into the room with tears in his eyes but calmer than the rest as he looks at me.

"So...you are the young man who killed my son" The man was none other then my father himself.

I felt my body shaking like a leaf, unable to process what's happening.

"Fathe--"

I stopped as I heard my own voic-- oh, I meant the kid's voice... I knew no one would believe me even if I tried to explain it.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder as I looked up and saw my Father with tears in his eyes...'had he recognized me?' Is the thought that ran through my head but...

"Get away from here before I kill you myself, I promised to never kill someone innocent. Even though you may have killed my son, it was an accident" He said while holding back tears one couldn't hide, sorrow, anger but understanding.

I found myself looking down on the floor, seeing my own father like this broke the last bit of my hope.

"Yes sir..." The only words that managed to escape my mouth.

The old man left with his men while glancing at me one last time.

...****************...

...A week ago before this incident happened...

Matthew: "Boss, You have an important meeting after this"

I sighed as I glared at my family picture hanging at the end of the hallway.

"Fine let's go"

...after 30 minutes...

Matthew opens the car door "We have arrived boss, and..."

"Please don't say anything too harsh, even if you are not on good terms with him... he's still your father" Matthew said with his head down, he knew that it wasn't his position to speak.

"... Fine" I said as I started walking towards the big door.

As I opened the door, inside were the other leaders of the Seoul underground groups and in the middle was... My Father.

I sat on the seat that was empty, which was my seat.

The room stays silent until one of them speaks up.

"This is ridiculous" He stands up and slams the table.

"Sit down" The voice was calm but at the same time, threatening.

Yeah, that was my old man right there.

The man quickly sits down in his seat again as he pretends to fix his suit.

"Why were we called for?" I asked as I had no idea what was going on as I came back from Europe just a week ago.

"Don't you know about the situation in Seoul at all?" The man speaks up again in a disrespectful tone.

I glared at him with a threatening smile. "No I don't"

"Fuck this father and son" The man mumbled as he couldn't say anything to our faces.