Hybristophilia

4

My head was hurting a constant banging hitting it. My stomach was still in pain and I felt weak but not as weak as I had felt earlier. I slowly opened my eyes and covered them as there was a bright light shining in my face. I pulled the tube out of my mouth and pulled the IV out before slowly sliding off the bed. I was dressed in shorts and a big shirt and had bandages around my stomach.

I stood up and slowly walked to the door opening it slightly to peak out. As no one was in the halls I slowly walked out of the room and hurried down the stairs. I looked around before walking in the kitchen. No one was around. I opened the cabinets looking for some type of food. I opened one cabinet and felt my stomach growl.

He grabbed a blueberry cream filled bread and opened it throwing the wrapper away. He slowly ate on it. I heard footsteps walking around upstairs before a door opened.

"Namjoon! Yoongis gone!" I whined and looked around before running in a random direction hoping to find a hiding spot. I entered a large office looking room and seen cabinets. I hurried and climbed to the ones on the top and crawled inside. I laid down and silently ate on my bread.

"Why's my office open!" Namjoon yelled and more footsteps where heard coming to the room.

"Maybe he's hiding in here." Jin spoke softly and they started opening everything on the floor looking through every inch of the room.

"What about the top cabinets?" Jin asked.

"He's not tall enough to get up there." Namjoon shook his head.

"Check anyways. Short people are like rats they can crawl up anywhere like Jimin." Jin spoke as he started opening the doors. I pulled my body in closely as he opened the door where my feet just were.

The door I was in front of suddenly swung open and I shook my head violently as I started crying. I crawled backwards to get away from them and fell out of the cabinet.

"Fuck." I cried and hurried to get up. I got to my feet and ran out of the room. Namjoon and Jin just looked at each other before Namjoon pressed a button and his voice was heard all over the house.

"Yoongi come back or I'll send the maknaes." I shook my head violently and kept running and trying to open different doors. I opened one door and suddenly I was blinded by the sunlight. I ran out and seen a big yard. I kept running back further.

"Yoongi!" Jin yelled and suddenly a big black and brown dog was running at me.

"Fuck fuck fuck." I kept running and suddenly I heard footsteps and I was off the ground as a whistle came from the man.

"Bam. Down." As he spoke the dog listened but never took his eyes off of me.

"Put me down!" I yelled as the man had tossed me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I hit and kicked him and immediately he tossed me on the ground.

"Fine. Bam." He whistled and the dog immediately got up growling and making circles around me. I cried and started to get up only for the dog to snap and bite my arm.

"Jungkook cut it out." Taehyung spoke as he walked out seeing Bam bite me. I tried to get up again but the dog jumped on me and grabbed my arm pressing his teeth in and moving his head around. I cried loudly as my arm started to bleed.

"Bam get off." Taehyung pushed the dog and he growled at him.

"Bam down." Jungkook finally spoke. I curled up and cried as the dog finally laid down.

"Don't be such a bitch kid." Jungkook kicked me before walking towards the house. I felt someone touch me and I immediately backed away.

"Don't touch me." I spoke as I wiped my eyes.

"Sorry. Just come in and let Jin cover the bite ok?" The man spoke as he held his hands up in surrender.

"I don't need help I need to leave." I sobbed and covered my face.

"Look what you did. You brought him here and now his life's ruined." Jungkook whispered to Hoseok as he walked inside leaving Hoseok to watch the boy cry with Taehyung trying to comfort him but failing.

After about an hour Taehyung offered me his hand once he noticed I wasn't crying just staring off. I hesitantly grabbed it and slowly walked with him in the house. He set me down at a table where a plate of food was set in front of me with some water. I stared at the food as the other men joined the table eating the same thing.

Once they were all about finished and leaving the table I picked up the chopsticks and slowly tried a small piece of pork. I silently ate as a few of them just watched me.

Once I finished I set the chopsticks down and put my head down. My leg immediately started bouncing and I chewed on my nails and stared at the bowl in front of me.

"Yoongi stop." Namjoon spoke and I held my hands on my knees digging my nails in. I stayed quiet as they all walked around talking. They joked around and played.

I didn't want to be here. I never wanted to be taken away from my life no matter how shitty it was. I'm alone without being alone. I bit my lip and cried quietly hanging my head down. My nails dug deep into my knees making them bleed.

"Yoongi follow me." I stood up and walked behind the tall man with my head down. He walked up the stairs and opened a room.

"You'll be staying here. You're free to anything in the kitchen. There a bathroom and a walk in closet we'll get you clothes and eventually we'll take you out." Namjoon spoke and I stood at the door looking at everything.

"Yoongi I know you never wanted to be here but get used to it. Try to get to know the guys they aren't as bad as they seem."

"What about school? And my brother?" I finally looked up at him.

"School... we took you out. If you wanted eventually you can go back. And your brother we sent back to your parents in Daegu." I stared at the man eyes wide.

"You what?" I started biting my nails again as I slowly started to pace the room.

"Are your parents not capable of taking care of him?" He asked as he watched me.

"I mean I'm sure once you get passed my father being an alcoholic and abusive and my mother being a drug addict. Maybe they are better towards the others. Yoonji is fine she didn't have to go through anything. Maybe Woozi will be fine. He'll go to Soobin if he can't handle it. What if he can't leave. What if they hurt him? I can't help him. He's going to be alone. No. No. They wouldn't hurt him they went to rehab when he left maybe he'll be fine."

"Look the kid will be fine I'll have a friend go down and keep an eye on him just chill out." Namjoon shut the door and watched as I walked around.

"I can't chill out. They fucked me up. I tried to keep them from doing the same to them. I worked three jobs while attending school to move to Seoul and bring them with me. I got into a wreck and still could take time off or be out of school. Not to mention the fucking beatings. I took everything so they weren't hurt."

"Did your parents cut your eye?" I stopped and looked at him.

"No I did it." He ran my hand through my hair and laid down on the bed.

"Why?"

"I have OCD when everything got tough the little voice in my head told me to and it wouldn't stop. It's like if you don't do it you'll die and you could hurt someone else instead. I had a box cutter and I just did it. Couldn't feel it." I covered my face with my arm and listened to the silence. The bed sunk in next to me and I felt an arm throw over me.

"We'll make sure everything ok. Just don't worry. Everything will eventually go back to normal it'll just take some time."