The Spoken Secrets

Chapter 22

707's POV

Yoosung: Hi Y/n

Y/n: How was your day?

Yoosung: It was okay.... the day went by so quick

Y/n: Yep nearly seven in the evening!

707 Has Entered The Chat Room

707: <

707: Finish the heart Yoosung~

Yoosung: Dude, gross.

707: T_T I was just trying to make you laugh

Y/n: 3

707: ♥︎

707: Y/n~ is there something you need to tell me~

Y/n: Ya, go fold your laundry

707: T_T

Yoosung: lol

707: What kind of abuse is this?

Y/n: Luciel, are you five?

707: Nope, I'm Seven (*'꒳'*)

Yoosung: Omg

Y/n: -_-

V Has Entered The Chat Room

Y/n: I gotta go see ya Yoosung, 707

Y/n Has Left The Chat Room

V: Y/n...

Yoosung: Do you really blame her? You leave her in the dark like you do with everyone else.

707: Yoosung, calm down....

V: Thanks Luciel...

V: I'm sorry that things have to be so complicated right now

707: Everyone is feeling complicated right now

707: You don't have to feel sorry, it wasn't your fault.

Yoosung: ...

V: Thank you, Luciel can you please convince Y/n to talk to me?

V: She refuses to pick up my calls

707: I'll try my best but I can't guarantee she'll come to terms with it.

V: Stubborn runs in the family unfortunately...

V: Don't worry too much if you can't.

707: Ok, I'll be going then.

V: Thank you Luciel

Yoosung: I'm leaving too

Yoosung Left The Chat Room

707 Left The Chat Room

My phone slides from my hand on top of my desk. Pressing my fingers to my temp I massage my head sighing before I spin my chair towards the door way. I drop my hands to my side and push myself out of my chair making my way to find Y/n. Which wasn't too hard since she was sitting on the couch.

I approached her from behind and jolted my hands on to Y/n's shoulders startling her. Instantly she slammed the book she was holding closed, raising her hand to her face without a reply. Noticing that she didn't react like she normally would I began to feel guilt weighing down on my shoulders. Making my way around the couch I sat next to her.

I watched Y/n carefully out the corner of my eyes, patiently waiting for her to speak. Y/n fiddles with the corner of the book with a distraught frown plastered on her face. A part of me ached seeing her so stressed. Gently, I wrap my arm around her shoulder giving her a reassuring squeeze.

"So, I'm guessing V is doing well?" She began her tone sour as ever. "I- don't really know how he's doing." "Then what did you guys talk about?" Y/n watched me with curious eyes. "He really wants to talk to you Y/n" I said quietly trying not to agitated her so she won't cut me off to go hide in my room. "I know... he won't stop calling. V is really starting to get on my nerves" Y/n explained clutching her fingers tightly into her hand.

Watching her hands I reach my other hand towards hers rest my fingers on top. Instantly the tension releases and she sighs. "Why don't you talk to him?" I continue, Y/n shrugs "he's just going to apologize for ignoring me, telling me that one day he'll tell me why he's been so secretive.... but." Y/n flips open her book the pages filled with pictures and small tacky items.

An album.

She flipped through the pages most of the pictures were filled with pictures of V, Rika and herself. Every now and then I would catch a glimpse of a picture of us when we were kids. "Even though he tells me time and time again that he's sorry he continues to hide me from his life." Y/n stops on a nearly blank page. It read "my family" in the middle of the page.

Y/n gently flips the page and I was surprised to see a picture from the past. The picture was of V, Rika, Y/n, myself and... Saeran. Y/n sat atop of V's shoulders with a cheery smile Rika standing beside them. Saeran and I standing in front of the three. I swallow hard as I read the small writing underneath the picture.

'Xx Month, xx day, xxxx year,

Even though everything is complicated in my life at the moment I'm happy because I have these amazing people to consider my family.'

Y/n flips the page, pictures of a beautiful mint haired woman sitting on the grass with two children. One was older with mint green hair and the other with h/c hair. In a spilt second I recognized the two children. "Is that you and V?" Y/n nodded "and my mother."

Mother? I never recall Y/n or V ever talking about their mother in fact they acted like she never existed. "My father taught V and I to hate her" Y/n grit her teeth with anger "when V forced me to meet her in secret I wished to see her all the time. I never knew why I was pried from her hands, maybe because my father had money." Y/n sighs closing the book "she passed away years ago saving my brother from a house fire... I barely remember anything about her, not even her name, but how she treated V and I."

"She gave us a choice, something my father didn't...." Y/n goes silent for a moment pushing a lock of her hair behind her ear. "With my mother gone and my father not wanting anything to do with me I only had V, so I've always been a little afraid that he'll abandon me too. I guess that's why I worked a lot harder when ever he asked me to do something.... I guess I was scared."

Y/n tosses the album gently on to the table exhaling loudly. "Doesn't matter what I had done then or even now... everyone must hate me if they leave like this all time." Y/n's words were like bullets, but they didn't just cause me sadness. It hurt her more then she wanted to show. She had given up.

Y/n had given up.

Hearing myself say it in my head repeatedly somehow angered me. Y/n never gives up so why now? I grab her shoulders firmly turning her towards me. "So that's it? You've given up?" I hissed Y/n seemed shocked by my tone. "Sure, he's doing several things that I disagree with. He won't even tell me about my own brother for Christ sake! But he's all you have left for family. V cares about you... no matter how annoyed or angry I am at him. I know that he cares about you he always asks about you. I believe..."

"That he's even hiding you..." I trail off not meaning to say what I had said "hiding me? From what?" I shake my head "I don't know, but forget about that for a moment. My point is you can't give up, keep trying" I explained in a confident tone. For a moment Y/n seemed like she believed me but then frown "ok... I'll talk with him later." Huh? Did I really just convince Y/n to talk to V?

*BaNg!! BaNg!!*

Y/n and I snap our head towards the door. For a moment my heart pounded heavily in my chest. Even Y/n felt startled clinging to my side waiting for me to act. Who would be at the door this time of day anyways? It's almost 7 o'clock. Standing from the couch I quietly made my way towards my computer station my fingers typing at the speed of a cheetah to pull up the security around the apartment.

For a moment I was shocked to see who it was. What is he doing here right now? Should I open the door? I can't just leave him standing there... shrugging my shoulders I ran towards the door opening it. Y/n sunk into the couch trying not to be seen.

"Hello Luciel, I'm sorry to bother you at this hour. Can I speak with Y/n?"