Let me help you

Well hidden emotions

"I think I'll go now. I have to catch a bus to hurry for work." I said looking at my brother who seemed disappointed by this meeting. I'm sorry for him, but this couldn't be helped. Things like this just aren't made for me.

"Oh, yeah, sure😅 Want me to come with you to the station?" He asked kindly.

"No. I believe, you have work to do here. I will walk myself. Don't worry about me." I said for the millionth time.

I turned to the guys.

"It was nice meeting you" Not quite but whatever "have a nice day" I looked coldly from the corner of my eye to Suga, who had a pissed look on his face.

"Hmph" was all he said and looked away from me, arms crossed.

"Bye [Name]! It was nice meeting you too. We'll see you again sometime!" Jimin said smiling, but I could see him getting awkward when Suga shoot him a glare.

See you again? I don't think it is a good idea after all. One guy already hates my guts, for no reason at all sooo.... No comment

"Mhm, bye" I said and went out the door.

~Yoongi's P.O.V~
Everybody was so worked up about meeting Taehyung's twin sister and not gonna lie, I was curious as well. But when she came in, I instantly got annoyed. Where is the smiling, mostly joyful and kind girl who we were expecting??? I mean, she is supposed to be that crazy idiot's twin sister. I was mad because I could see her being fake and pretending to be calm around us. Shouldn't she scream of joy or something? I don't like people who pretend. Who are fake. Who won't show their real personality afraid of what others will say. And to me, she now seems just like that. So I wanted to break her act. But she just shot back. I don't like it. Who does she think she is? They tried to talk to her kindly, and asked her stuff to get to know her, but she just answered in the most plain way possible, not giving the slightest effort to get to know us as well. This meeting was a waste of time...

"Well😅 Your sister..sure is different" Jungkook laughed awkwardly patting a sad Taehyung's back.

"Guys, please let this slide. Some...things happened after our mother's death and she changed a lot. She wasn't like this! But now she closed everyone out from her life. Everyone with the exception of me." Taehyung admitted looking at the ground.

I suddenly got interested.

"Some things?" I asked raising and eyebrow.

"No offence Yoongi, but I think you are the last person who has the right to know anything about her past. After how you talked to her" Jin-hyung scolded me.

"Just because I stated the obvious? You heard Taehyung. She wasn't like this. She is just pretending to be a tough girl, because she is afraid of rejection from the outer world" I stated back, defending myself.

"No. In this aspect you are wrong. She does not fear rejection. She refuses to make bonds with people because she thinks everyone who gets close to her, will hurt her. She shuts down her emotions so nobody could use them against her. She seems tough, but I know my real sister is in there, somewhere, and she is hurt, and just needs someone who can love her" Taehyung's voice saddened.

She fears people? That's why she pushes them away... Sounds familiar....Damn, now I feel a little guilty.

"And since I am always working, and my father isn't in any condition to comfort her, she is all alone. She says she is fine. But I know how she used to be, and I'm sure she is not okay. I can't believe I can't help her this time either..." Taehyung sat down.

"What do you mean?" Jimin suddenly spoke up, but Taehyung didn't respond.

"Aye, don't worry about it" J-Hope patted his head. "We will find a way to crack her ice 😉 What ice can't be melted with sunshine?"

Taehyung smiled "Thank you guys 😊"

Meanwhile I got deep in thought. She needs someone to help her, because she is hurt. [Name] has created a mask for herself. She hides behind her "I don't give a shit, I don't give a fuck" attitude to hide her weak self. She resembles me, while I had problems on my own. And I jumped into judging her...

~Your P.O.V~
I hurried to the cafe I was working at as a waitress. You can meet very different people there. Business man, who have well organised neat lives. Lost high school boys and girls, who just have fun after having a long day of staring at a blackboard and the teacher talking in front of it. Or thug life kids who just skip school because they feel like it. Disgusting men, who cheat on their wifes. Or vice versa. Hardworking people, who just order a coffee to go, and run back to their nth workplace.

If you are studying acting, you learn how to observe keypoints in someone's personality. Who knows what role you will get in your future job? You have to memorize these points in order to impersonate someone. At least that is what I think. And that's why I chose a workplace like this. I act different with the customers every day. Depending on what the manager wants from us that day.

After work, I hurried back home. I mostly got through that script anyway, so I sat down to my desk and got my diary down from the shelf of albums. It is always locked, and I have it from the beginning of my high school years. I had more time to write in it back then, but I still find one or two days during each week to write in it. It's quite an "unusual" diary, since every experience and feeling is written in it in song lyrics. Rap lyrics to be more exact. I think that is one of the best ways to express pure, raw emotions. Everything that happened to me before is in there. Nobody read it before and nobody will. I am the only one who knows were the key is. Mom gave it to me...before she passed away. Before everything turned upside down.

I took my pen, and started writing lyrics about how I got attacked all of the sudden by Suga. And the awkward experience I had meeting my brother's friends. I never thought about pursuing my talent in song writing any further. It is fine as it is, being my secret, locked in this simple, but crutial object for my existence. If I wouldn't have this, I don't think I could hold in so many emotions. Every emotion that I usually shut down in myself, or that I don't allow to be shown on my face, is written in there. Black on white. Clear as the cloudless sky.

After writing for almost an hour, I went to bed to get a good night sleep. So I could concentrate on classes tomorrow.

~Yoongi's P.O.V~
After we finished everything, we went back to the dorms. I asked Taehyung to come by later, and after he showered, he showed up in my room.

"Yes Hyung? Do you need anything?" He asked smiling, while ruffling his wet hair with a towel.

"Can you tell me, what happened to your sister? From when did she change and why?" I suddenly got interested in this whole thing. I started feeling bad for misunderstanding her. Me commenting on her behaviour was the last thing she wanted from us today. But she still held her ground not even flinching..

Taehyung froze and looked at me with a serious face.

Hey everyone! 😊 I decided to leave a cliffhanger again XD What do you think? Will V tell Yoongi everything? Will someone discover the mysterious diary? Tell me your opinion in the comments ^^ I know it is kind of depressing and serious now, but everything will come eventually to surface and become somewhat better in the future :3 Hope you still like it, even though it is way different then my first fanfiction 😉 See you guys in the next chapter~
Bye-Bye :*