The Lost Ones

Chapter 7

I get to my room and I throw myself on my bed. I looked at my watch and it was only 9 am. 

“The whole day to go.” I say with a sigh. “I need to leave the moment I get a chance.” I hear footsteps coming closer to my room. I hear the door abruptly open. I was still laying on the bed minding my own business till I felt hands wrap around my ankles and drag me off the bed. I quickly have my hands brace for impact as I fall on the ground. I was able to protect my head but I couldn’t breath for a good second. I looked and saw Taehyng.

“What the hell are you doing?!” I was confused and frustrated. 

I was being dragged out of my room. I latched on to my door frame. He kept pulling my legs trying to get me to let go. I was able to get his hands off my ankles and push him with my legs. He hit the wall and I got up. 

“Using your words won't kill you!” I say looking him in the eyes. He looked pissed. 

Neither of us made a move to attack each other. Till he quickly walked up to me and was stopped by someone. Yoongi held him back from getting to me. 

“It’s not worth it.” Yoongi said. 

“She thinks she can come here and act like she owns everything! Like she is a princess!”  Taehyung yelled. 

I kept my mouth shut on this one. I know talking will only make it worse. I hear everyone else coming upstairs including the parents. 

“What is going on up here?!” Mr. Kim asked well.

I saw Taehyung's expression completely change. He became calm but I see that he is afraid of his father. I know that looks all too well. 

“WELL!?” Mr. Kim yelled, waiting for an answer. 

“It was my fault. We were talking and I said we should fight. I guess it got out of hand. I apologize.” I say to Mr. Kim and lower my head in apology. 

“You should not be fighting in this house. You could have gotten seriously injured.” Mom said looking worried if any of us got hurt.

“Yes I will take this as a learning experience. No one was hurt.” I say informing him. 

Mr.Kim nodded his head and walked back downstairs with my mom following behind.

“I didn’t need your help,” Taehyung said. 

“Why lie? Why not tell the truth.” Yoongi asked. 

“What happened?” Namjoon asked, looking at both parties involved. 

“I was in my room and then he came and dragged me off my bed to who knows where. I got his hands off my ankles and pushed him to the wall. We were going to fight till Yoongi showed up.”  I say to Namjoon. 

“Taehyung, why did you do that?” Jin asked.

“Because the way she talked to dad was not okay.” He said, still giving me a death glare.

“Okay, now why did you cover for him? After everything he did?” Hoseok asked, looking confused. 

“When I looked over at him I saw nothing but fear when Mr.Kim walked in. I knew Mr. Kim would go easier on me than he would on him so I took the blame.” I say crossing my arms over my chest. “Any more questions?” I asked, taking a glance at all of them. “No? Okay then I am leaving.” I say. I walked into my room and closed the door behind me. 

I left out a breath I was holding. I walked over to the restroom and looked through my cabinets. I got some ointment along with a first aid kit and left the restroom. Taking off my shirt I looked at my back and saw some bad carpet burn.