Mental Institute: BTS 101

"Life is fearful, Hoseok."

I didn't know how long I have been in  fetal position in my bed. Every little muscle in my body hurt and I couldn't stop the immense trembling that I received after that shock. I didn't know what they did to me. My body just wouldn't listen to me and calm down.

Namjoon was right. They weren't trying to help us, and if they were, they were using the wrong methods.

I had a clenching feeling in my heart and sweat broke out on my forehead. My knuckles were turned white as I strongly held onto the object they gave me.

It was a phone.

Remembering the words she told me, before leaving my room, I didn't know if I should listen.

"Use the phone and you'll get one of the Bangtan members on the line. Talk to them. Talk out your bad dreams. Tell them your fears. This will be a way for you to heal,"

I blinked my eyes and with trembling hands, I pressed the green phone icon.

The phone dialed and went over. Someone on the other side picked up, but his voice was altered. I couldn't make out who has picked up.

"Hello?" I heard.

"H-hello," I brought out.

"Sarang?"

"Y-yes," I answered.

"What's the matter?"

"I-I d-don't know what's wrong with me. I-I can't seem to stop trembling," I stuttered.

"What happened?"

"I had the interrogation,"

He hummed a reply and clacked his teeth.

"Stay calm. Focus on your room. You're back in your room. You're safe,"

"It's not safe here. I don't know those people. They are trying to hurt me," I responded.

"Those thoughts is what keeps you in that state. Try to get a grip of yourself,"

"H-how?"

"For example, think about what's important to you,"

"I can't seem to think straight,"

"Focus,"

"I can't,"

"Then listen to my words,"

I stayed silent and waited for him.

"Breathe in calmly. As Hoseok stated earlier, life is a vicious circle. We go round and round until we can't do anything different anymore. And that's when we start to fear. We fear for change. What those people are trying to do is change you. They are trying to change you into a fearless person, and that is what makes you so scared. Try to accept this pain. Try to overcome this change in you in order to grow stronger."

"How are you so sure about this?"

"We've been there before, and now it's your turn to keep up with us,"

"Keep up?"

The trembling sensation seemed to wear off as my hands didn't shake anymore and my muscles started to loosen up.

"You're one of us now. You should enter this family,"

Surprisingly hearing his words, a heavy feeling was lifted up from my heart. I didn't know how he managed to do it, but it was good.

I could stretch my body more freely and my mind is less clouded with thoughts.

"Are you okay now?" He asked.

"Yes, thanks to you,"

He chuckled lightly. I haven't heard this chuckle before in this house. Who is this person?

"Who is this?" I asked.

"I'm not allowed to say. You need to find out yourself,"

And with that, he hung up.

I stared at the phone and frowned. He hung up.

From all the sudden tension, I felt exhausted and closed my eyes. Soon, I drifted to sleep and didn't dream for the first time in months.

Hoseok POV

I stared at the phone on my nightstand and sighed. Each member of Bangtan received a cellphone from that woman. I wondered what she wants to reach with this. It must have something to do with that girl, Sarang.

Who is she, exactly? She became a member of this house all of a sudden. It feels so suspicious and out of place. Were they planning something against us? Was she some kind of trap?

I rubbed my temples and laid back down on my pillow. I was still dealing with the aftermath from that interrogation. It was cowardly of them to use spiders and snakes against me. They know I would never overcome that fear and yet, they kept using it against me.

I sighed when I heard a knock on my door. Standing up, I put the door ajar and didn't bother to look at who it was. But hearing his laugh, it was Jimin who sneaked in and closed it behind him.

"Did you receive a call, yet?" He asked me, holding up his phone. I shook my head and closed my eyes.

"Wouldn't everyone receive a call if she called?" I asked.

Jimin scoffed and ran a hand through his hair.
"It makes me feel like as if I'm on duty, to be honest,"  he told me.

I let out a laugh. "I know, right. It's strange. How we are not allowed to tell our names if she called and stuff,"

He raised an eyebrow. "You think something is behind this?"

I opened my eyes and stared hard at him. "You think they would finally leave us alone? After all the torture they gave us? D'you really think that?" I said raising my voice slightly.

Jimin coughed lightly and pretended not to notice my annoyance. Instead, he blinked and smiled.
"Ey-, don't be like that. She's pretty as hell, even as bait."

I rolled my eyes and turned on my side with my back facing him. Pushing the pillow against one side of my head, I closed my eyes again.

"Your obsession for woman is showing again," I breathed out.

"Hyung, she has a nice body. Big booties, curves and pink, rosy lips," he told me. "It's like a gift from heaven,"

He patted my butt and nudged me for my attention. I lightly slapped his hand away and sighed.

"Aishhh...  really, you're giving me a headache," I groaned. "You're terrifying,"

"No, life is fearful, Hoseok. I might just-"

Before he could finish his sentence, I slammed my pillow against the side of his head taking him by surprise. Little white feathers flew around as he stumbled back and looked at me shocked.

"What the heck?"

"That's for not addressing me properly," I scolded him.

When he was about to open his mouth to answer me, a ringing could be heard from in his pocket.

Jimin looked down and then my phone started to ring. Soon, multiple ringing from the hallway could be heard and I turned nervous.

As our eyes crossed, we both hesitated and shared the same thought.

Should we answer it?