2 Parents 6 Teenagers {✔}

3) Nightmare

Short chapter sorry! 😕

Y/N's POV, Late at night

I woke up once again by a nightmare. These occur quite often and it freaks me out. I did what I normally do and got out of bed, walking towards the closest bedroom. I noticed the lights were off, meaning that they had gone to sleep. I let out a shaky sigh as I hesitated at first.

Eventually I built up the courage and opened the bedroom door quietly. I gently close the door behind me, trying to not make much noise before I scan the room. Hoseok Oppa was asleep, his limbs spread across the bed like a starfish. Yoongi Oppa was awake? And reading something, the bedside lamp the only light present in the room.

"Oppa..?" I gently called out. Yoongi looked up from his book, glaring at me slightly before continuing his reading. "Oppa... please I'm sorry..." I whispered, trying to not wake up Hobi.

"Sorry isn't going to cut it Y/N, you left me for him, I was just trying to protect you Y/N... does it really feel like I'm controlling your life?" Yoongi asked as he stared at you, pain was evident in his eyes.

"I'll say exactly what I told Jimin Oppa earlier in class..." I sighed before continuing. "At times Oppa, it does but... I know you are just trying to protect me but... you never let me fight my own battles... you all do Oppa... but you're the most protective, I just feel like I can't become an independent women if you guys are always saving me and I honestly love it Oppa, I really do, you make me feel loved when you protect me but sometimes... I gotta do things myself, Y'know?" I shrugged slightly. Yoongi have a small smile as he nodded.

"Now, why are you actually in my room?" Yoongi asked, seemingly to remember that you had come here for a reason.

"C-Can I sleep here?" I asked, slightly scared.

"Did you have another nightmare?" Yoongi asked. I nodded my head slightly as I heard him sigh slightly. I watched as he placed his book down, extending him arms out. I smiled brightly before jumping onto the bed and into Yoongi Oppa's arms. I giggled slightly as I hugged close into his chest whilst Oppa wrapped his arms around me.

He made us shift slightly so that we are laying down on the pillows. Yoongi smiled as he rubbed the side of my shoulder slightly as I placed my head on the crook of his neck. I sighed in content at the warmth that surrounded me.

"Thank you Oppa, for not killing me" I giggled slightly as Yoongi chuckled.

"I'd never" Yoongi smiled. "Night Y/N"

"Night Oppa" I smiled quickly before resting my head back down and closing my eyes. I fell asleep soon after, the warmth surrounding me and the steady breathing of Yoongi luring me to sleep.

"Y/N...." a voice called out. I looked around like a maniac but only saw black. It was cold, so cold.

"Y/N..." the voice called out once again, more firm. I looked around once again, still not being able to see anything.

Suddenly I felt as though I was floating, flying. That's when I realised I was falling. I looked around frantically seeing if there was anything I could hold to stop, but there was nothing. I looked down to see only black, like I was falling in a never ending pit.

Suddenly everything stilled. I stopped falling and looked around. The scene suddenly changed and I was in a bedroom. A little girl's bedroom to be exact.

The walls were painted a baby pink and the roof and rims were painted white. The bed was covered by a dark, beautiful pink sheet. The bed itself was a white color which matched the rest of the room. There was a dark pink carpet which contrasted against the white fluffy rug that laid in the middle of the room.

Dolls and toys covered the room. There was a small girl, around the age of 5 sitting in the corner of the room. She had cuts, scratches and bruises covering her body. She hugged her legs close to her chest as she cried, shaking. Suddenly the door of the room flung open, causing the small girl to jump in surprise.

"You little piece of—" the man started but I jumped in the way, screaming "NO". But to no avail, he ran straight through me as though I was a ghost. I could only watch as the poor girl was beaten up by the man. I watched as an older woman ran into the room crying as she tried to pull the man away from the small girl.

"STOP IT!! SHE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!!" The woman screamed as she continued to pull the man away.

"Shut up you whore!" The man yelled as he pushed the woman to the floor who was now crying.

"CHANYEOL STOP IT!!!" She screamed. That's when it hit me, the woman was me. The man was Chanyeol. And the small girl was my... child.

I kept screaming and crying trying to get Chanyeol away from her. Suddenly he stopped hurting my child and turned back to me. I saw the little girl crying and in pain.

She suddenly started screaming as my body was being beaten mercilessly by Chanyeol. He threw toys and alcohol bottles at me that he had brought up. I stood, wide eyed as I watched the scene play out. The older version of me was beaten until she was all bloodied.

"MOMMA!!" The small girl screamed for her Mom. Out of nowhere men walked in with guns, aiming it at Chanyeol.

"Back away from the woman and put your hands behind your head!!" Chanyeol smirked as he stood back but didn't place his hands behind his head. "hands behind your head!!" The cop yelled again.

BANG!!

That's when I shot up, eyes wide as I tried to breath. I looked around and saw everyone looking at me worriedly.

"Are you ok Noona?" Jungkook asked as he watched me try to catch your breath. Eventually I did before letting out a shaky breath.

"Yeah Kookie... just a nightmare" I tried to reassure them all.

"Alright Honey, but if you need anything don't hesitate to call me and your Dad ok?" Jin smiled gently. I nodded and gave a small smile before Jungkook, Taehyung, Jimin, Jin and Namjoon left the room. Yoongi moved closer to the wall as Hoseok jumped under the sheets with Yoongi and me. I laid in the middle whilst the both of them hugged me close.

"Goodnight Y/N-ah" Hoseok Oppa smiled.

"Night Oppas" I smiled.

"Don't worry Y/N we'll keep you safe" Yoongi assured you.

"I know you will Oppa" I replied before finally closing my eyes once again, falling into a deep dreamless sleep. Yoongi and Hoseok take a quick glance at each other before following suit.

As I was sleeping my thoughts clouded my mind. Was the dream with Chanyeol real? Was he really like that? Does he really love me? Am I just a pawn?

Soon all the insecurities flooded my mind. I'm ugly no way he would love me. I'm too much of a tomboy to be loved. No one truly loves me that way. There are so many girls prettier than me.

But one question was one that drowned out all my insecurities and thoughts.

Is this really love?