Y/N POV
As I lay on my bed I think about everything that has happened up until this point. Why did I have to let him in again? Why me, why did this happen to me? I don't know what to do anymore, he was the reason I met my brother. But, at the same time I hate him so much! I'm in so much pain right now. Should I just end it all?
I walk over to my desk and open the drawer in it, I moving some things around until I find a piece of paper. I start to write on the paper explaining that I don't blame Yoongi or Namjoon even. I just want the pain to go away.
As soon as I'm done writing it, I grabbed one of the glass vases in my room throwing it across the room making it shatter. I continue to do this and then I hear knocking on my door. I don't know who it is until they speak.
Woozi.
"Y/N please don't do something stupid and open the door please..." I stayed quiet as Woozi pleaded for me to unlock the door.
I grabbed another vase making it crash against the floor yet again I heard knocking but it stopped. I grabbed one of the sharp pieces of the now broken vases and leaned against my bed. Its now or never, maybe the pain will finally stop....
As I began to slowly yet shakily near the sharp piece toward my forearm. My eyes started to tear up, but I continued to move it closer and closer until it was touching my skin. Once I felt the cold glass touch my skin, I started pressing harder and going down my arm leaving a cut. As I looked up to where I had started to cut, it was now bleeding, and the bleeding wouldn't stop. What am I doing I don't want to die but, this is all too much. No body needs me here anymore.
After a while I had both of my arms and legs with scars and new cuts. I was going to bleed out. The time seemed like it was going so slowly as my eyes started to slowly close, the door slammed open I saw Yoongi and Woozi by his side. Woozi was getting help for me.
He wanted to help me he's been here the whole time, yet I still chose Namjoon over this sweet loving boy. I made such a huge mistake but, at least its all over now....The last thing I saw was Yoongi picking me up while Woozi had tears coming down his face. Then all was black....
Woozi's POV
As I was sitting in the waiting room with Yoongi by my side and, the rest of Bangtan except one. The one person who caused all of this didn't even bother to show up. Even if Namjoon does show up he's not going to see Y/N, not on my watch. He's the fucking reason she's here, she could have died today because, of him yet he doesn't bother to show up. If only he wouldn't have played her like that...
It's all his fault! I don't care if he gets mad but, he isn't taking Y/N this time. Yoongi is sitting next to me in silence, he's kinda scary when he's quiet. But, when Y/N wakes up Im claiming her as mine. She's no longer Namjoon's. She's mine.
Yoongi's POV
Why did I believe that he wouldn't hurt her again. Im so stupid I could have prevented this if only I hadn't trusted him. I began balling my fist, slowly getting angry at myself and Namjoon. I was one of the people to blame here, if I would have stayed quiet this wouldn't have happened. Y/N my happy sister wouldn't be laying in a hospital room.
"Excuse me, Sir. Are you family to Min Y/N?" I looked up to see the doctor.
"Y-yes I'm her brother. Can I see her? Is she awake?" my voice coming out shaky and quiet
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Trust Issues
FanfictionMin Y/N is an average 18 year old, She lives with her two younger siblings, while her other brother is in college. Their mother died so they only have their father. The father started to abuse Y/N and the two younger siblings. Kim Namjoon 18 years o...