Last Breath - Part 14
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Key spent a good little while gazing into the rear-view mirror at his own reflection, fixing his hair after what had turned out to be a rather violent encounter with a human.
Taeyang sat in the driver's seat, waiting patiently for him to say, or do, something. When it seemed like he was content to sit there, worrying over his hair forever, Taeyang finally spoke instead. "Do you want me to ask him to stay in another room?"
"Jiyong?" Key muttered the question with a hint of annoyance.
"Yeah," Taeyang replied. "You don't have to face him."
Key sniffed, and pushed open the car door. "I want to see him."
"Key.."
As Key climbed from the car, Taeyang hurried to follow, rushing to catch up with Key in the yard and taking hold of his arm. As he did, the door of the house opened, and the blond vampire they'd just spoke of stepped out, lighting up a cigarette.
Taeyang frowned a little and let go of Key's arm.
Key spared him a glance, then walked forward to Jiyong. "Is it true?"
Jiyong took the cigarette from his mouth and deeply exhaled a puff of smoke before he responded in his smooth voice, "Do you want to talk about this later? We got your kid here. Lee Taemin."
Key raised a brow, "Just him?"
"He came alone. We'll be using him to get the others. They should be torturing him now.."
Jiyong returned the cigarette to his mouth, and Key gave him an "Ugh" before he walked by and into the house. He could hear the sounds of a struggle all too clearly, and rolled his eyes on his way into Taemin's room.
When he opened the door, he was stunned to see Daesung and Seunghyun on one side of the room laughing, while Taemin struggled underneath Seungri on his mattress of a bed. He clutched tightly with both of his hands onto Seungri's knife-toting hand. Seungri would shake him off only to have him quickly latching back on, crying and squealing.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
Taemin dropped Seungri's hands immediately, looking towards the familiar voice.
"Jiyong said I could have some of his blood." Seungri said with a scowl, standing up from the mattress to face Key. The other two's laughs trailed off, Daesung explaining, "He bit him. Taemin bit Seungri."
Key snatched the knife from Seungri's hand, shoving him aside. Taemin was hurriedly sitting up, crawling backwards on the mattress to try and put as much distance between Key and himself as possible. It was naturally useless. Key bent, grabbing Taemin by his ankle and jerking him across the mattress. "Huh." he said, "the new hair is shitty."
Taemin kicked with his free leg, and Key casually stepped out of the kick's way. "Did you come here thinking you could save everyone? Really? Like I'd kill you and it'd be done with? You do know me, don't you?"
"Why does it have to be like this?!" Taemin yelled, "Why do you have to treat humans this way? How can you like hurting people??"
"That's an interesting question, considering the shit you watch. I bet if you had the opportunity, you'd get some sick revenge torture on me. I mean, really. Isn't that pretty much what this is all about?" Key tapped the knife against the scratch on his face. "Or did you just want me to kill you?"
"If I get another chance, I will kill you."
"Huh. Well. You won't."
Taemin gasped as Key knelt down on the mattress, stabbing into his abdomen. His hands moved to Key's, holding onto them weakly in a failed attempt at keeping the blade from pushing in further.
"You'll kill him." Seunghyun said.
"I'm sick of him." Key said coldly.
Taemin tried to speak, but all that came was nearly silent squeaks. His chest moved in short uneven breaths, like he was trying to remember how to breathe. His eyes rolled, he began to sweat. Key jerked the knife fast out of him, and it was so unimaginably painful, but he couldn't even scream.
Key stood up straight, handing Seungri the blade. "Eat. Before it gets cold."
Seungri took it, blinking. "We.. needed him."
"He was as useless as every other human." Key started out of the room, but Jiyong and Taeyang stood in the doorway.
"You killed him?" Jiyong asked, leaning to get a good look at the boy on the mattress. "He was technically ours, you know."
"If what Taeyang told me is true, you killed me. And we're still not even."
"You're mad at me for making you what you are?"
"No. I'm mad at you for suddenly coming back in my life." Key crossed his arms, not much minding that everyone else in the room was getting over the fact that they'd just lost their hunter and had turned their attention to them, "What if I remembered something?"
"You didn't?"
Key raised a brow, "No. I got a headache. I'd say it was a close call, Jiyong."
"He's not dead yet." Jiyong said, suddenly moving further into the room, passing Key. He looked closely at Taemin, who's breath was shallow, though his eyes were still wide open. "Let's take him to a hospital.. Seunghyun?"
"Are you going to apologize?" Key asked, turning around to face Jiyong, and Jiyong turned around to face him too, saying, "I heard about Jonghyun."
"And you wanted me to become him?" Key scowled.
"If they're studying him, they'll study you, and then they'll want me. You and I need to work together. For a lot more than the hunters."
Key was still fuming as Jiyong instructed Seunghyun to carry Taemin out of the room.
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