jangmi (장미) ● taejoon

e i g h t y .

Jangmi passed out in her mother's arms from shock. It helped keep the woman from going psychotic in the car, but it didn't help her mother complex from constantly checking her pulse. She was infuriated as she stepped out the car with her daughter in her arms, and the guard's corpse kicked out from her blood splattered heels.

She entered the elevator with her other other guards beside her. She held the pistol in her other palm before tossing it to one of the men. "Clean it," she says, "I don't want to see a speck of that bastard's blood on it by the time we're done. Understand?"

"Yes ma'am, I'll have it cleaned right away," He says, obediently looking away from the woman's burning eyes. "The car will be waiting out front for you, we'll escort you."

"This is a ladies only complex," She says, "Stay outside like the rest of the mutts."

"Yes, ma'am."

The elevator opened to the top floor and the familiar women aimed their guns to the sudden visitors before dropping them and giving a startled bow. "M-Madam! We weren't expecting you, we apologize-"

"Get all your doctors to this floor now!" She shouted, stepping out with her daughter cradled to her chest. "Get your mistress in here immediately."

"She's-She's bleeding!" One of the women explained and placed her weapon down, rushing over. "We'll order the doctor up here as fast as we can, please let us put your daughter onto the couch-"

"Don't touch her," Jangmi's mother seethed, pushing back the women using her elbow. She glared at every single one of them, "I'll carry my daughter myself."

She shoved past the ladies and rested Jangmi gently down on the couch in the living room. Seconds later, a door slams open with screams of an upset mistress leaving her bedroom.

"What the fuck, moon?" A familiar voice screamed, "You can't just show up to my complex without any call not to mention we're not exactly on good fucking terms, genius!"

Jangmi's mother clenched her fists before turning back to face the voice. "My daughter is injured, and you're the only one I know all over Korea nowadays. I need your help, Birdy."

Birdy's expression faltered as she saw the bloody handprints all over her couch. "... Dear god, Jangmi," Her voice wavers, rushing over and bending down in front of the unconscious little girl. "The fuck did you do, moon?! To your own daughter!"

"You think I did this to here?" Moon yelled frustratingly, "She got shot by one of my dogs while she was trying to run. It wasn't by my call! Stop looking at her and DO SOMETHING!"

"What do you mean she was trying to- no, no you did not," Birdy shook her head before getting up, "You took her from Taehyung, didn't you? Moon, are you goddamn insane? You can't just take that little girl whenever you want to!"

"She's my daughter-"

"She's his too!" Birdy shouted back, "You know I care about this little girl too-"

"... You abandoned me, Sunmi," Moon gritted her teeth as she pulled her eyes away from the woman, "You left me for that son of a bitch, and for what? Just cause he made himself look like a white knight to you and my daughter? He's nothing but a pile of shit. If you care about my daughter then help her."

"I left because you're insane!" Birdy shook her head, snapping at her women to make medical calls. "You're driving yourself insane with revenge! Your daughter isn't a fight you need to win, she's just a little girl!"

"Don't tell me how to be a mother," She hissed, "I know what I'm doing-"

"You know what? Fine," Birdy held her hands up and backed away, "The doctors are already on their way, I want you out of my house as soon as Jangmi's awake. I mean it, Moon. Don't ever come near me again after this."