My Tendencies [Hiatus]

Chapter 12: Breakfast

Y/n POV

I woke up in the arms of four beautiful girls. I was thankful to have them with me but I really wanted to let my feelings out.

I sneakily crawled out of bed and went into my basement where I kept my grandma's Grand Piano.

I played some keys before taking a deep breath.

I cried as I sang my heart out while gracefully moving my hands on the piano. Everything was coming back to me now.

Being bullied into transferring schools.

My first family's physical and mental abuse.

My current family never being here for me.

My tendency to think the worst of myself and cutting.

After I finished, I pulled up my sleeve and looked at my scars. The scars that I gave myself to try to numb everything out except pain.

I traced some of the cuts when I felt a hand on my shoulder making me jump in fright.

I looked behind me and saw Rosé, Lili, Jennie and Jisoo crying.

Jisso had her hand on my shoulder, "W-Why?"

I was confused, "Huh?"

Jisoo didn't reply as more tears streamed down her face.

Lisa approached me and lifted up my left arm that had scars.

My eyes widened.

Shoot I forgot I had my sleeve up.

They know now.

Lisa's eyes were red. She lightly shook my arm, "Why'd you do this to yourself?"

I didn't know how to respond. I mean how would one reply to her question? I know why I do it but I can't put it into words, I wouldn't be able to explain it properly.

"I-I... I can't say," I whispered.

"Please. We are unable to help you unless you tell us what you're going through," Jennie held my right hand in her left hand.

They already know about the cutting. I might as well tell them everything else.

I took a deep breath in and exhaled, "I...have major depression. I also have PTSD from what happened to me as a young child. My parents don't know about it because I always pretend to be a happier version on myself whenever they're home."

The four girls looked at me in shock.

Rosé finally spoke up, "Were you faking your happiness when you hung out with us?"

My eyes widened and I immediately stood up, "No!" They all looked taken aback by my response so I spoke more softly, "For some reason you guys make me happy and safe."

"Do you trust us?" Jennie asked me.

"Of course I do," I answered, "It's just I had a bestfriend at my last school that made me feel the way you guys did. Once she found out about my depression and cutting, she kicked me out of her life. She thought I was disgusting and sick in the head."

I looked down at the ground, "I was worried you would react the same way so I thought I could just keep it from you."

"Please don't keep something like this a secret," Lisa said to me.