You sigh, today was not going well. Your mum was in the hospital because she had a fall, your dad was off at some bar, you were falling sick and you ran out of things to watch. "For goodness sakes..." You sniffed, tears pricked your eyes. Tears of sadness and stress. 
You lay down on your bed and looked up at the starry ceiling. You cried silently, hoping that everything would go back to the way it was. When you were happy. 
                              You sat up and picked up your notebook and pen, you sighed and began to write what came to mind. 
                              It's like a dark hole that you're at the bottom of
And every time you look up , there is no above 
It's like your heart is hurting 
And your knees feel weak 
All you want is a real smile 
At least for a week 
                              It's like you're In a forest 
And your emotions are the trees 
But every time you smile 
A tree loses leaves 
Not because the smile is real or genuine at all 
But because when you fake smile 
Leaves wanna fall 
                              You try to find your way out 
But the only exist is in the clouds 
The trees are becoming bare 
You're running out of air 
                              Repeating repeating 
Dying and breathing 
Repeating repeating 
Crying and healing 
                              Repeating 
Repeating. 
                              You closed the notebook, and put it on the bed, leaving it there. You stood up and left the room, looking for something to do. "What to do.. what to do...?" You opened the back door and stepped inside, letting the warm summer air hit your face. You smiled a small smile when a butterfly fluttered past you. 
                              You took a seat on the floor and watched the sky. "Whatcha doing?" You jumped up and turned around. "Didn't mean to scare you..." Hoseok rubbed his neck. 
                              "Oh my Jesus-" You placed a hand on your heart. "I was just chilling."
                              "Oh really?" He sat down next to you and looked at the clouds with you. "What're you thinking about?"
                              "Excuse me?" You asked, raising an eyebrow. 
                              "When you're alone and outside, looking at the sky, you're thinking. So.. what's going through your mind?" You shrugged, "Nothing? Forest-"
                              "Shit.." You jumped up and ran to your room, you opened the door and found Yoongi reading your notebook. You walked over and snatched it off of him. "This is private!" 
                              "It was on your bed..." Yoongi mumbled. Hoseok soon walked in behind you. 
                              "Why are you even in here?! And what gives you the right to look through my personal things?!" You yelled.  
                              "I-" 
                              "Wait, what did he do?" 
                              "He read this," You held up the notebook, "and in here are personal things I want to say but can't."
                              "I'm sorry-"
                              "Yoongi get out." You said in a low voice. 
                              "I said-"
                              "No. I said get out. Now." Your voice was low and calm, but you were furious. Yoongi immediately got up and exited your room, knowing how scary you can be when you're mad. 
                              "Are you-" Hoseok asked. You turned around with tear filled eyes and shook your head. 
                              "No one was supposed to read this... it's private.. for me and me only." You cried. "Not anyone else... there are things in there that would get me put in therapy."
                              "What?" Hoseok asked. "What do you mean?" 
                              "I'm- it doesn't matter." You handed him the book, "Read it. It'll explain better than what I'd do. Just- just don't tell anyone.." You walked out the room and went into the kitchen, immediately walking out when you saw Yoongi. 
                              "Y/N wait!" You stopped walking. 
                              "What?" You asked, still very clearly annoyed with him. 
                              "I just wanna say sorry.. what I did wasn't right." You turned around and shook your head. 
                              "Well done. You figured that out. I don't know what you read or how far you got to. But there's a good few things in that book that will make you worry about me for life, you'll send me to therapy. So do not touch my stuff." You turned around but he grabbed your arm, you hissed in pain quietly. 
                              "Did I hurt you?"
                              "No." You pulled your arm back and walked out of the house, not coming back until 6 hours later. 
                              -----
You opened the door and jumped when you saw Yoongi and Hoseok sat waiting for you. "We need to talk sunshine." Hoseok said. Yoongi nodded his head and you frowned.
                              You sat down on the floor in front of the front door, "What?" 
                              "Are you doing okay?" Yoongi asked, "Please, don't lie. I want an honest answer, if not tell us why.." 
                              This was your chance to ask for help but the question is, would they stick with the whole 'we'll always be there' plan? You stayed silent and Hoseok sighed, "Y/N please." 
                              "You.. want to know if I'm okay?" You laughed a quiet laugh and fiddled with your hoodie sleeves. "Y-yeah.. I'm doing just fine."
                              "Y/N." Yoongi groaned, "The truth." You looked up and Yoongi and Hoseok, looking into their bright eyes. You smiled and then frowned, within a minute you were crying. 
                              "No, I'm not okay.." You cried, "I'm losing all of my family members to so many fucking things. You guys are family to me, I can't lose you too..."
                              "You're not gonna lose us." Yoongi said. 
                              "Y/N, I'm going to ask you two questions. Is that okay?" You hesitated but nodded slowly. "Okay, why were you in pain when Yoongi grabbed your arm this morning?" 
                              That broke you. A sob escaped your mouth. "Because.. ugh- he asked whether he hurt me.. I said no.. because it wasn't him who hurt me.. it was me..." You looked at the floor and the room fell silent. Yoongi put his head in his hands and Hoseok didn't do anything. 
                              "Can you show us your arms?" Yoongi asked.  You hesitated again but lifted up your sleeves, revealing old and new cuts. Hoseok began to cry and Yoongi just stared. You pulled down your sleeves. 
                              "Why..?" Hoseoks voice broke. 
                              "Why? Because I feel like I'm losing everything. Even myself. I've lost my happiness, my dream, my family. I don't really have anything to live for other than you guys, which is why I'm still here... I feel lost, like I don't know where to go. Like I don't really have a place to call a home." You laughed, "Everybody's hating on me and I feel so cold... why can so many people make me feel so wrong now?" 
                              Yoongi stood up and walked out off into his room. 
                              "Is there anything else...?" 
                              "I feel as if I have no hope." You sighed, "None at all..."
                              "Baby, that's not true!" Hoseok pulled you into a hug, "I'm your hope!"
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