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"How are you going to contact your dad?" Yoongi said while playing with my hair.

It was almost 2 am. We were both tired, but I couldn't sleep so Yoongi stayed up with me to comfort me.

I had to contact my father soon. It won't be easy physically and emotionally.

"I'm thinking about threatening my mom. She problably has a number or something and if I have to kill her I won't even hesitate."

Yoongi wiped away the tears that were running down my face. "Don't say that."

It was true and I knew it would happen one day. I was going to kill my own mother for the sake of my happiness.

"Y/N?"

"Hmm?"

"You know I love you right?"

And with those words I drifted off to another place.

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Yoongi had already left for school when I woke up so I got up and made some breakfast. He had called my school and told them I was sick.

I decided it was time for a change in my life. I had always been the same, looked the same, acted the same.

I started of by going to the hairdresser. My hair was black so I dyed it brown. After that I went to shop for more elegant clothes. They were still colorful, but I looked more like a wealthy person then a lazy college girl who is wearing the same hoodie as yesterday.

{A/N i j-hope this kinda helps)

I went to Yoongi's house to check the closet.

Empty except for his stuff of course.

I put in my new clothes and went home. Not just to get my stuff, but to face my mom.

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I opened the door and saw a slender figure laying on the couch as if it had just passed out.

As I came near it I noticed the figure looking like my mom.

"Are you drunk?" I tapped my mom's arm with my finger.

"I'm here to ask three questions, after that I'll leave and not return for at least a month."

She straightened her back as she took a look at me. Her eyes were pitch black.

She nodded.

"Is my father's 'gang' still active?"

"Why do you want-"

I pulled out a knife and put it against her throat. "Just answer me will you."

"I can't believe my own daughter-" She stopped talking as my eyes grew bigger, I pushed the knife more firmly against her now poppin veins.

"Yes, they are still active."

"What is my father's phone number?"

She swallowed. "But honey he is not alive.." I switched the knife for my hand, now almost choking her. "Quit the smalltalk."

She calmy pulled of my hand and walked to the bookshelfs. In a few seconds she pulled out a thin sheet of paper with a number written on it.

She gave me the paper. "And for the last question, is he alive?"

A poker face appeared, but I noticed the questions rushing through her body. 'How does she know?' 'What is she up to?' 'Does she see through my lies?' 'How long has she known?' 'Will she kill me?' Those are all questions I wasn't going to answer.

"I take that as a yes." I walked to the still open door. "Oh and don't worry, you will die soon even if I didn't exist."

The first thing I did as I walked to my new home was checking my phone.

6 missed calls from Yoongi

Yoongi: you think it's okay to just move in without my permission?
Yoongi: not like I'm mad about it
Yoongi: Y/N I swear to God if you don't answer soon I'll hunt you down
Yoongi: not mad just answer juseyo

I smiled to myself and continued walking.

After a few minutes my body started getting tired. I was now dragging my feet, which seemed like dragging an elephant behind me. A person bumped into me and I fell to the ground.

"I'm so sorry Y/N are you okay?"

"Yeah.. call.. Yoon.." I was too tired to speak and think.

As concerned as Yoongi already was, he tried to call me on that exact moment. I quickly answered. "Come-" I felt a thin object finding it's way through my thick sweater. It hit my skin and acted like it wasn't even there going through every layer of my body.

My eyes spread open as I realised someone was injecting something into my body.

A yell and "HELP ME!" was all I could get out of my now not so fast body. The streetlights suddenly went out, the ground felt as if it was absorbing me. I gasped for air, but couldn't get the amount to keep my eyes from closing. I blinked severly, but after 30 seconds of fighting, my body must have given in.

After what felt like a thousand years of sleeping my eyes opened. Everything was blurry, but I could recognise the place even if I couldn't remember coming here. "Where is my father?"

I saw a man sitting on a chair across the room. He tried to ignore me at first, but after asking so many times he gave in. "I'll call him in for a second."

The figure stood up, walking to a phone hanging on the wall.

I took this moment to register what was going on and where I was.

My instincts told me it was wrong to be here, yet I felt so safe?

I sensed the smell of blood in the cold room. Just like a lamb in a forest filled with foxs, I realised I was the injured animal.

My first thoughts were to start moving heavily, but as soon as it popped up in my head I realised it would get only worse if I did so. I decided with cooperating as that would increase my chances of surviving this place.

Sorry for the difficult words loeloe<3 I forgot to change some things when I wrote a part I didn't like so I changed it now. It's the messages thingy.