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-Noones POV-

"YOU LET HIM LEAVE?" Yoongi was obviously pissed, at the wrong person. All the males were sitting on the couch talking about what to do next. "Yoongi, dont worry we have a tracker on his phone. We will find him" Jungkook tried to reassure his hyung but was also visably distraought. We Left the complex and used Jungkooks phoen to direct us. He was only about a mile south from us. We excited the building, Jimin nearly in tears. Jin was also slowly breaking down, I grabbed his and i and interlocked out fingers. Jin looked at me in surprise, but he smiled and carried on walking. I noticed that Jimin was holding Yoongi's hand looking at him deeply. Our family. 

- (y/n)'s POV- 

I still remember when i thought i would loose my virginity to some hot guy, BOY WAS I WRONG. 16 and it was thrown out the goddamn door. Even i dont count all those times becuse it was more un-voluntary. I heard a loud bang from what i assumed was upstairs. " (Y/N)?" Hoseok. I tried to speak but my mouth was dry and my throat was killing me. I spent the last hour screaming with pain. I can hear more noises coming from upstairs. I shuffled my chair trying to make it tip so i could make some noise. My chair began to tip, slowly but surely i fell. A loud clatter exploded from the metal chair landing on the hard floor. I let out a groan as i fell on my freshly cut arms. The basement door opened and Jin was standing at the top of the stairs with Namjoon yelling in the background in Japanese. " Baby boy.." Jin was obviously lost for words as he untied my  broken bruised body from the chair. He picked me up and brought me back up the stairs. I saw Namjoon barley holding back Yoongi and Jungkook. "L-let me go.." Jin had an obvious inner conflict but let me down. Ignoring the  pain that was erupting through my body I walked over to Steve who was sitting, smugly, on the couch. "Got some courage now?" He said grinning. That was when I had enough. I nailed him in the face, with a satisfying crunch from his nose I landed a kick  in his stomach. I was about to hit him again but a way of dizziness washed over me, I fell to my knees groping the ground for something that would stay still. Two arms lifted me up and onto Hoseok's back, probably Jungkook. We all left the house before i remembered, "W-w-why d-did you get m-me?" All i could manage was a stammering whisper. Hoseok's head turned towards me, My head was resting on his shoulder as me hiked back home. "Because we love you."

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