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-13-An Explanation-13-

"Yes of course Hoseok" Namjoon says.

"Danger is what I work with" Jin says....what?.....

"I'm always itchin for a fight" Yoongi smirks.

"Thank you guys...So uh....." I don't know where to begin. I take a deep breath.

"I guess I should start from the beginning.."

~ "

I was at home from school. Dad was never a nice person.He'd Always been the one to hit people. But today was different, there was almost a sense of regret. They told me I could stay home that day because I wasn't feel bad.

"Hobie sweetie!~ Wanna go out with mama and pops?" My mom asks me, she was always so sweet. I have never believed any of this was her fault.

I was so excited to see what they do, but the more I think , the more nieve I realize I was. We go to some building and she pats my head.

"Stay here my sweet baby boy" She says and I smile. I was 13 but she still treated me like I was a baby. Being 13, There are things you just shouldn't see. There are fears and nightmares that you would never wish to be real for anyone, But when sitting in that car. I heard things that make my heart drop, probably the reason the anxiety part of my condition happens. I heard multiple gun shots and when......"~

I take a deep breath

"Its okay, continue" Yoongi says.

~" When my parents excited the building covered in blood. My 13 year old Nightmares and worst fears became reality. However when they got in the car, they weren't the ones injured.I saw my God father, Jinyoung get in another car and ride away , also covered in blood.That made me more scared than ever, because I knew what this was, i've read the books. But the day.....a turn"~

THUMP THUMP THUMP

My head starts pounding and I grab it.

"Hoseok! Are you alright?!" Namjoon yells.

THUMP THU- I take a deep breath.

They need to know.

"Yes, just ,headache"

"Okay" Jin says.

~" They pulled up at a warehouse and my mom opens my door. She hugs me as if she will never see me again, and after what I saw I was worried I wouldn't, I step out of the car.

"I'm sorry so-" She gets cut off but a loud noise.

The pain in my head comes out of nowhere, then I realized that I was hit in the head with something, probably a shovel. This being the cause of the seizures. I remember them fighting and him hitting her"~ Tears start to fall . The look on their faces , I think they understand why. Yoongi moves next to me and puts a hand over mine.

"Hoseok, we are here for you, we understand how hard this must be for you to tell us." Jin says. I nod.

~" I feel him, my dad put a bag over my head and drag me in the building.....they try to negotiate with some people but it wasn't going anywhere, my ............my dads voice still cuts my soul today.

"If you want our blood, take him, our eldest. Do what you want, he's useless" Hearing that made me cry without noticing. I remember my mom crying and begging my dad not to do it.. The man they were talking to was not impressed.

"I'm a man of honor , and you offer me your own blood son? And call him useless?, your disgusting." Then the other men attack my parents and rip the bag off my head.

"Lets this be a reminder for you kid, They are disgusting and rats, and rats need to be exterminated" Im crying to much now, from the pain in my head and all the emotional trauma.

I remember my mom looking at me, with love rather than fear.

"don't be like us , be different" she said to me.... and then........ and then they were gone... everything was. "~

THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP

My head is beating out of my chest and im crying , I see namjoon and jin crying too, yoongi just looks mad.

~" The guy looks at me, smiling at my pain. And he tells me if i was to tell anyone, that everything i was to care about would be gone.."~

Jin and Namjoon come over and hug me.

"You really have been through so much.....I ..Feel so bad..I wish i could have helped you.."

"How could you ? I don't even know how"

I don't know if that was the right choice, telling them, but there is one thing i know, I feel a lot fucking better.

But there is still so much more shit.