The 7

Madness

You felt something at the back of your throat. It felt like a giant worm climbing out from inside you.

~Im gonna be sick~  Your hand covered your face as you lurched forwards, gripping at your stomach.

"Holy-" Thankful Hoseok jumped into action just in time. Sliding a small bin in front of your face. He looked up at Seokjin, still refusing to look at anyone, his face going pail. Gentle Yoongi moved your hair back- holding it behind your head. 

Silence. 

Your legs were shaking like crazy- in fact, your whole body was. Twig, seeing what was happening, rested his chin on your thigh. Thank god he was here. 

~I. I don't understand~ 

Despite your frail state your rose to your feet- still clinging to the back of the chair. 

"Here let me-" Hoseok muttered, taking your arm. Helping you up.

"No" a sound just about making it out of your mouth.  Leave me be" You mumbled again- slowly making your way towards the door. As you grabbed the handle of the door, you felt the pure emotion come exploding out of you. Falling to your feet- a mess of tears. 

A hand rested on your shoulder. 

"Y/n" Seokjin crooked. 

"Get OfF Me!" You lifted your shoulder- getting rid of his hand. "WhAT Do yOU MeaN. Your sister?" You stuttered through the oceans of tears that fell relentlessly from your eyes. He didn't say anything, only the light whimper of his sorrow filled the gap where his words should have been.

"WHAT- Do you mean little sister?" You said louder- still wanting his reply. 

"I. I'm sorry y/n" He spoke. "I'm sorry I couldn't save you sooner." He reached out to you- wanting to embrace you.

"No. No. No." You cried- squashing yourself against the door. "I. I. Don't know you. I don't have a brother" 

"What do yo-" His tears now streaming down from his face.  "Yes. Yes, you remember. I would always sneak you nice food from the table and come and give it to you. You. You remember, don't you?"

"No. No. No." You repeated. The feeling of madness eating you from your brain out.  

~I have to get out~  

You jumped up, quickly turning the handle and running out into the corridor. Looking around frantically, you searched for the exit. ~There~ You saw the front door, running towards it. You fought with the handle- you weren't winning.

"Y/N. Please!" Seokjin stood behind you.

"I dOn'T KNoW YoU" You cried turning to face him.

"What did he do to you." He fell to his knees. Hitting the floor in frustration. You didn't understand his tears- You didn't know him.

Collecting yourself for a moment you dabbed your face and with what little composure you had you walked past Seokjin, back into the corridor and into the lift. You didn't care which floor you went to. So you went to the top one. 

*doors opening* 

You stepped out. The top floor was a large open space- only glass being between you and the outside. It was dusk outside- the intense orange infecting the evening sky. 

~Sister. What does he mean sister? Think y/n think!~ 

Out the corner of your eye, you spied a door. Walking towards it you turned the handle and stepped out onto a balcony. The fresh air practically smacked you in the face- you had no idea how long it had been since you had been outside. 2 days. 1 week. Maybe 2. 

You stepped closer to the rail- an elegant silver twist, coming up to about your hips. 

You peered over the edge. 

The sheer drop made you feel dizzy but it in a hypnotic way. 

Then it came to you. 

~The fall.~ 

You couldn't remember when it was, How old you were, where it was. But you remember the feeling of falling. 

~Did I forget him. But how do I even know he was real? How do I know if any of this is real?!~ 

The door opened behind you and you heard the light footsteps of someone behind you. 

~Did I forget everything. What is happening, What happened to me? 

What have I forgotten?~ 

"You have a scar in the corner of you right eyebrow" It was Seokjin. "We were running around the house and you ran into a wall. You were fine but it left you with a small scar." He chuckled.

You listened to his voice. ~I remember that. Yes. Yes, that happened I have that scar~

"How do you know that?" You looked up. Your eyes meeting.

"Because I was there with you y/n" 

"But why don't I know you?" You grabbed your hair, pulling at it. 

"y/n" Seokjin came towards you. Moving your hands away from your face. 

"I've gone mad" You looked up at him.

"No." He sniffled. "You're just broken. And I'm sorry I couldn't save you sooner, but I promise you that I will help you" 

You pulled him into you holding him tightly. Not wanting to let go. 

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Hi,

Sorry, I feel like this chapter is a bit short, but I hope you still enjoyed it!

Gracie xx