Past, Present and Mafia; SEVENTEEN ✔

*thirty two.

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You woke up with a throbbing pain in your hands. You noticed that you still had your bandages on from the previous night, but the throbbing was saying the bandages didn't help.

You got up and went into the bathroom to take a shower. You didn't bother looking in the mirror, because you knew you probably looked like a mess. You took off your bandages, only to see huge bruises covering your knuckles.

You hopped in the shower, and when the hot water hit you, you let out a sigh. You took the bandage off your neck where the bite mark was, and it felt good to feel clean again. When you got out, you looked at your neck to see the bite mark still there. You didn't bother putting another bandage on, because it wasn't bleeding anymore. You looked at yourself in the mirror, only to see bags under your eyes and your skin pale.

You let your hair out of your towel and put a big white, graphic hoodie on. You were pretty sure you got it out of Chan's closet.

Since the hoodie was oversized, you just put some black shorts underneath. The hoodie would be good to cover up your hands in case you had an interaction with one of the boys. You were sitting on your bed when you heard a faint knock at your door, so you got up and walked closer to it.

"Seungbi?" Minghao said.

"Yeah?" You whispered.

"Come downstairs and eat with us."

"I'm not hungry." You lied.

"Last time you ate was yesterday morning. Please, Seungbi? For me?"

His voice sounded cute, and you could tell he was smiling from the other side of your door. You sighed, unlocked your door and opened it.

"You're lucky you're so adorable, Minghao."

He smiled, clapped his hands and both of you started walking. Then you remembered your hands, and that he was the only one who knew about last night. You lifted up your sleeve and showed him.

"What happened?" He asked with a concerned look on his face.

You shrugged. "I guess the bandages didn't protect my hands from the impact last night."

He bit the inside of his lip and nodded. "It's a good thing you wore that hoodie, then."

"Yeah, that's why I wore it," you said, smiling. "But it's also cute."

He smiled back. "There's that smile I love seeing."

Soon, you were at the bottom of the stairs, so you pulled your hood up and tried not to make eye contact with anyone. You made your way to the kitchen and sat down at your seat, still looking down. You felt someone grab your hood and gently slide it off, and when you tried grabbing it, they lifted your head so you would look at them, and you made eye contact with Jeonghan.

"Baby, you look tired."

You figured he was referring to the bags under your eyes. "I'm fine."

"Can you talk about what happened yesterday?" He asked, his voice gentle.

You nodded. "Yesterday, the principal called and asked if I'd tutor someone at the library. Of course, I said yes, but it was Kyoungyu. Turns out, he didn't need a tutor, he just wanted to-"

You trailed off, and Seungcheol jumped in. "Do stuff with you?"

"Yeah." You sighed. "It was so weird. I mean- he told me that he needed help with chemistry with this super gross look on his face. He chased me out of the library and dragged me into the alleyway, where he bit me, hit me with a metal pole, and chloroformed me."

"I knew that kid was weird." Shinwon mumbled.

"So, why were you and Seungcheol yelling at each other?" Soonyoung asked.

You looked up at your brother for a moment. "He threatened to take my leader position away."

"Well," Yuto started. "Your stories match up."

You sighed and watched as Mingyu put your food onto the table. You were eating peacefully, no words said, until you reached for your water and your sleeve came down. Yanan noticed and cocked an eyebrow, but you shook your head, telling him it was nothing.

After a while, you reached for your glass again, but this time, more people noticed. Jinho was sitting next to you, and he grabbed your forearm.

"Seungbi?" He questioned.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it." You said, pulling your arm out of his grasp and pulling your sleeve down over your hand.

"Hey," Jeonghan started. "Your other hand is like that, too."

You looked at him, then at your hand, pulling your other sleeve down as well. "I really don't know what it is."

"Those are big bruises. You should know what happened." Seungkwan murmured. "Just saying."

You scoffed, stood up, and started walking towards the living room, but someone grabbed your arm and turned you around, Changgu looking up at you worriedly.

"We're just worried, Seungbi." He said.

"Don't make her tell you if she doesn't want to." Minghao stated.

Changgu let go of your arm and everyone turned to him. "Minghao, do you know something we don't?" Mingyu asked, glaring at Minghao.

Mingyu and Vernon gave him a look. "Well?"

"No." Minghao deadpanned. "I'm just saying, if she doesn't want to talk about it, she doesn't have to. It's her business."

You noticed how no one was buying it, so you rolled your eyes and sat back down. "If you just have to know, I'll tell you."

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a/n: i'm editing this (12/28/2020) and realized how dramatic this chapter is😭😭