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The door creaks open.

I expected to see Yoongi but to my surprise, it was someone different.

He had tan skin, with dark hair. He wore all black, his jeans, shirt, and jacket.

"You don't look too good.." he said in a low voice.

I can imagine. I have been crying for hours, I feel my long hair sticking to my red cheeks. My nose has been running I continued rubbing it on my torn uniform.

"Who are you?" I asked, in a hushed voice from crying.

"I'm Hoseok.." he said with a small smile.

"I'm guessing Yoongi told you the whole story?" He asked he started to walk closer. His footsteps echo throughout the empty room.

I just nod in response, eyeing him cautiously.

We both were silent for a moment. I kinda got uncomfortable and start to shift making my handcuff make a clink sound.

The door suddenly open.

"Oh hey hyung" Hoseok greeted, looking back at the elder.

"Hey, you met lil kitten over here huh," he said with a small smirk, looking at me.

I growl at him.

"She's feisty," Hoseok said and bit his lip, looking up and down at me.

I stare intensely at both of them, with dagger eyes. I brought my legs against my chest.

My handcuff stings against my wounded wrist making me whimper.

"What you gonna do with her hyung?" Hoseok asks the other.

"I don't know" he just shrugs, and crouch down in front of me.

"What you wanna do kitten?" He asked placing his finger underneath his chin holding my head up.

I snap my head away and gave him a glare.

He just tsk and stands straight again.

"She's a feisty one," Yoongi say looking at you, and back at Hoseok.

Hoseok just smirks and turn around

"See ya hyung," Hoseok said and walked out of the room.

"So, how are you kitten?" He asked, crouching down to my level.

I scoff and rolled my eyes.

"I been great" I responded with Sarcasm.

I honestly don't feel like talking to you.

The corner of his lips twitches upwards.

He brought his hand up and caresses my cheek, making me flinch.

I glare at him.

He just chuckles, taking his hand back.

"Your parents aren't budging,"

"Duh," I scoffed and looked away.

"So, it's either Jinwoo get his shit together or we go with plan b" he sounded frustrated.

I furrow my eyebrow.

"What's plan b?"

Yoongi smirks to himself.

"You'll see baby girl"

I rolled my eyes, annoyed.

He gets up and leaves, without a word.

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Warning ⚠️: Violence, strong language, sensitive topics (?)

You have been warned

Expecting him to come again to give you food. My stomach started to growl.

I bite my lip and brought my knees to my chest, not wanting to focus on the pain in my growling stomach.

It has has been a while since I saw Yoongi this morning.

He hasn't brought me food, water. Like usual..

I lick my dry lips,

"Fucking Yoongi" I breathed out.

I closed my eyes hoping for my stomach pain to go away.

Right, I was about to fall into the darkness the door slams open and shut.

"Yo-" I was about to say when my eyes met Jinwoos.

Wtf is he doing here?

He looked angry. His face was red, I could practically see the steam coming out of his ears, his fist clenched, knuckles white.

"You fucking bitch!" He snarled at me, I was taken back. But the feeling a dear wash over me.

"Why aren't your parents not coming for you!? You brat!" His voice boomed throughout the empty room.

"I-i don't k-know," I said in a weak voice.

His voice scared me, it echoed in my head. It reminded me of things I wish I could forget.

He scoffs and walks over towards me.

"You're a fucking mistake! If it wasn't for your father business could've been handed to me!" He yelled.

Wha-

I couldn't finish my thought, he kicked my shin.

Making me wince in pain, I clenched my fist.

"But that hoe of his got pregnant. Hoping you were a boy so you can inherit the business instead of me," he kicked me again in the shin, I held my legs closer to my chest.

"You turned out to be a girl," he continues to kick me, I scream in pain, my cheeks became stain with tears.

My legs drop from my chest, he took the chance and punched me in the stomach.

"S-STOP-" I stutter out through tears

"Maybe if you were a boy you would be out of her by now, maybe if you weren't born you wouldn't be here." He said and bend down in front of me.

I cough in his face and glared at him. With fear and anger.

He snarls and got up and storms out the room, slamming the door.

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A/N

Hopefully, it makes sense lmao

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