Y/ns POV
We stared at the unconscious body of dae whilst seugmin wrapped a thick bandage around his torso to stop the bleeding and jeongin called the ambulance.
Using my sweater paws I tried to hide the tears trickling down my cheeks, I hated him. But I couldn't ever kill anyone.
The good news was that he was alive, but what if he decided to press charges? I can barely afford my anxiety medications. Let alone a fine and potential prison time.
I felt a hand pat my back and flinched away " y/n, calm down " I heard chans soothingly calm voice " we've got your back , its gonna be ok....but , do you wanna explain to me what exactly happened?"
" well.." I spoke, my throat dry from screaming " I heard a knock at my door, so , naturally I answered it and he jumped out and attacked me. He punched me and showed no plans of stopping any time soon. So I grabbed a alchol bottle from the side. Smashed it then...then I--"
I shook my head, allowing tears to blur my vision once more.
" hey, its gonna be ok" the older re assured " have you got cameras here?"
" yes" I nodded " I'm always anxious of a break in. So I have a few"
" good, if approached by the police we can show them the evidence of what really happened. " he patted my shoulder
" chan" I sniffed , he hummed "can I have a hug?"
He immediately pulled me into his arms , holding me firmly while my entire body shook with nerves.
" what happened to you?" He whispered to himself
He didn't want to know, even if he thought he did he didn't. I'm just a fuck up, that's all he had to know.
Suddenly we heard sirens outside, I pulled myself out of chans arms and made my way down to the lobby .
" hello" I said to a paramedic "I've got the patient you're looking for, follow me"
They nodded and swiftly followed me to my room.
When we made it they sprinted to the floor beside us, asking seungmin questions about the wound while they placed dae carefully into the portable stretcher.
After only a few seconds they left with dae , making the room fall into silence.
" thank you guys for the help" I sniffled " sorry I pulled you into this mess... you can go home now if you'd like"
" are you sure?" Asked changbin
" yeah, you dont seem that great. We could stay if you need us to " hyunjin offered sweetly
" no. I wouldn't want you guys hanging around me too long, people tend to get attached. And I'm not really.... mentally ok enough for people to be a part of my life " I nodded
" y/n" chan patted held my shoulders " we can help, we can fix whatever's going on "
" no one can fix me" I denied "theres no point in trying "
The group exchanged sorrowful looks
" what happened to you dude?" Minho asked
My entire body tensed up, why was that such a common question with these people? "Nothing " I lied
Chan let out a sigh " do you wanna vent? You seem like you've got alot on your chest, I'm a good listener, we all are. " he smiled welcomingly "we can go sit down and once we've got the basis of everything. We can help, then we can be out of your hair."
" I'm a medical and psychology major" seungmin piped up "I'm good with therapy and stuff like that"
" are you guys sure?" I asked, a worried expression on my face
" absolutely " felix smiled " any friend of chans is a friend of ours, and we are always willing to help a friend."
" f-friend?" I stuttered out.
The structure I had created for myself was crumbling around me, yet still felt so normal. So familiar .
" ye" jisung walked his way over to the island table then took a seat " now spill"
Everyone chuckled at his childlike behaviour and sat around him, their eyes following me as I grabbed a bottle of tequila and jumped up onto the table.
I crossed my legs and opened the bottle taking a swig " where do I begin " I let a weak sigh pass my lips " oh. Yes, me and my little sister yong grew up in a poor household....we lived in an apartment like this one , it was all we had. But it was perfect. Until....ma and pa started abusing each other and us. Every single night they would scream at each other and cry. Yong couldn't take it, so every day I would sneak into her room and dry her eyes...then help her sleep, but when I was fourteen I ran away. I left her all on her own. And life didn't get much easier for me anyway. So honestly, I should've just stayed."
" how did it get worse?" Jeongin furrowed his brows
" because, I was used to not having much. But I still needed food , so I stole it. And that got me thrown in jail for a few months... while I was in there, I met dae, the one who i stabbed , daehyun and daejung. They claimed to be my friends. They are far from that title. I hate people. But still , I got pulled into their group and up until this day they've been commiting crimes , robbery usually , while I just sat on the side lines. I've been arrested.. six? times now..... they kept trying to escape. So I got beaten .... alot." I continued drinking the tequila in my hand " and " I giggled drunkenly , I had drank alot through this description "now I can barely afford my depression and anxiety medication...and I'm overdosing. That's why I passed out this morning, I had way to many depression pills....and now I'm drinking until I'm dumb. Hooray! I'm even more of a fuck up"
I laid down against the table letting giggles escape my lips as I poured tequilla into my mouth.
Bangchans pov
We all looked at eacother with wide eyes then looked back to y/n
I stood up and took the bottle from him causing him to whine. He appeared to be sobbing through his slight laughter .
I caressed his hair lightly "let's take you to bed, I'll come back in the morning and look after you. You're gonna have a bad hangover "
" n-no" he shook his head " I dont wanna be alone"
" I thought you didnt want us to be here? " I furrowed my brows
" I know, but p-please" he sobbed out
" ok, I'll stay. Do you want the others to aswell?" I asked, a sweet tone in my voice.
The younger shook his head and the others quickly said their goodbyes, not wanting to upset him more.
" tell me when he feels better " said changbin " I'm worried "
" I am to" I nodded " and of course "
He thanked me and soon they all left
