Fabulous Fifteen (An Elite Eight Story #5)

Settling In

Jin clapped both his hands in an effort to quiet down the chattering teens. "Please shut up." He demanded giving up on his previous efforts. They were all still in Leigh's kitchen. The girl and her mother had left maybe five minutes ago. All of the younger ones were clutching onto older friends for comfort. Even Jungkook though he was the cause of all of this.

The noise silenced considerably and Hoseok bawled; "I say we burn the maknae! Leigh-Anne is dead and it is all his fault. His fault!" He pumped fists in the air and Prodigy followed.

Jungkook sniffed where he clutched Jimin. "I did not expect Mummy to react that way. I was only speaking from pain. Do not burn me. Please. I am sorry. Mian!"

Jimin nuzzled his nose into the cheek of Princeton whom he held. "You knew that she was scary woman." He let go of Prince and made Jungkook release him. "How could you be so silly?" He smacked Jungkook upside the head lightly.

"Okay, okay no need to get violent . . . yet." Jesy was rubbing Jade's back. Perrie held her as well. She stroked Jade then got them to let go. "Just calm down alright? I'm uh . . ." She looked to the kitchen exit. "Gonna get Leigh."

Ray found himself next to her and held her wrist. "Are you crazy? Leigh's mom is a beast. If you and her get into an argument then . . . I don't know. Things will get f*cked up for real. We should just wait for Leigh to come back and then Perrie can tell us what she called us here for. How does that sound?" He looked around at the others.

"I say we get her. Didn't you see how scared she was? If we let her stay out with her mother for too long she might really die." Namjoon walked up to Jesy and Ray.

"Is it really that serious though?" Roc Royal questioned, his arm hooked in Yoongi's.

Yoongi looked to him. "I believe it is." He sounded as if he was speaking to himself. "Jesy, go."

Jesy set her eyes on Yoongi. Her name sounded strange in his voice. He almost always called her 'Little Light'. What did that mean? Did he no longer see her as someone dear to him? No time to think about that. "Right. Go upstairs guys." She began leaving the kitchen.

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"I saw where it started. You're somehow becoming a whore! I allowed you to dress as you desired because I found no harm in it but it seems that you act the part that you dress as. Are you a whore Leigh-Anne Pinnock?" Leigh-Anne's mother was saying with her face red with anger. She looked like she might blow fire out of her nostrils.

Leigh shook her head. "No Mummy." She answered holding back sobs. Her mother looked beyond terrifying to her. She had seen her mum look mad before but this was just ridiculous. The last she'd seen her this upset was when her middle sister was getting up to mischief. She supposed that what her mother had found out this afternoon was something akin to the trouble her sister had been up to.

"Would you like to be one?" Mrs. Pinnock was blinking countless times while she frowned hard.

"Uh-uh." Leigh barely got out.

"Uh-uh? You can speak! Answer me!" She slapped Leigh on the shoulder.

Leigh-Anne screamed. "No! No Mummy I would not like to be a slu- whore."

"Then why? Why did you send those pictures? Who else have you been sending them to? Answer me!"

"I said that . . . I said that I wasn't involved. I didn't send any-"

"And you are lying. Do not lie to me. If you lie you'll get punished. You may be nearly eighteen but you are still my child. That means that what I say goes! Tell me the truth." Her mother's hand was stretched out at her side as if she would strike.