The Simple Things In Life

Trauma

"Y/n what's wrong?!"

"Y/n what's going on?!"

Skye's words echo through your head. You're just so numb. You can't speak, move, feel, or even think. You just lay there.

Skye: "Y/n.... You're really scaring me... what's..." She reaches out and gently touches your back. 

You feel the bed shift as she raises her arm towards, you flinch in efforts to avoid her touch, she hesitates at first but places her hand on your back anyways causing you to wince in pain. You couldn't be mad at her, she has no idea the things you've just endured.

Skye: "Oh my go..."

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Namjoon: "Y/n please open up! I am so sorry! Please let me fix this!" 

You hear Namjoon yell from the front door. Terrified he's going to come inside anyways, you gather your strength, apparently strength you didn't know you had, and rip the blanket off your body. You charge down the hall, almost slamming into the front door. You quickly lock the door and yell back at him.

You: "I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY!!"

Namjoon: "Please..." He says almost crying.

You: "FUCKING GO AWAY!" You yell as tears fall from you face. You push off the door and take a few steps towards your room but you just can't function anymore. You didn't even notice that you were using the door and the handle for support. Your vision becomes hazy as you collapse to the floor, then everything goes black.

SKYES POV:

As she is yelling through the door, I see the state that her body is in. I don't even care that she's naked in front of me. My best-friend, my sister, is beaten and bruised. I didn't even notice that I had been slowly walking towards her. As tears roll down both of our faces, she collapses to the floor. I take off towards her falling to the ground to make sure she is okay.

I say her name repeatedly, calm at first and then in screams. I even smacked her face to try and wake her up. 

Panic sets all throughout my body, I want to shut down but i can't, Y/n needs me.

"Okay, okay, okay, Skye it's okay!" I say out loud to myself. 

"Okay, I gotta get her the shower or something to wake her up!"

I grab one of her arms. I feel so bad, her wrists are practically raw and I don't want to make this any worse. "It's okay, she'll either stay passed out and won't feel this or the pain will wake her up! Yeah!" I try pulling her down the hall towards the bathroom but she's dead weight.

"SHIT!" I cry out. "It's okay, don't freak out!"

I look around the room and lock eyes with the kitchen sink. "That's it!"

I gently set her arm back down and run to the kitchen, filling up a large bowl with water. I quickly run back over to her, not caring if any of it spills out. 

I set the bowl on the floor and turn her onto her back. I'm in such a rush that I almost drop the bowl on her. My hands are so shaky that as i tilt the bowl towards her body the first bit of water completely misses. 

I pored the rest onto her face as quickly as I possibly could. 

"FUCK FUCK FUCK! Y/N WAKE UP! PLEASE!" I'm bawling at this point, nothing I'm doing is working. I throw the bowl in defeat causing ivy to jump and run away. 

I sat there next to her limp body, I looked over her bruises and scratches again, I can feel myself shutting down. I bring my legs to my chest and hug them as I scream out. I begin rocking, trying to gather my thoughts.

I hear pounding on the door and I yell "SHE TOLD YOU TO GO THE FUCK AWAY YOU DICK!" Not even caring if it was Namjoon at this point. I was so focused on collecting my thoughts that I didn't hear Jimin on the other side of the door.

Jimin: "Skye?! What the fuck is going on?!"

Jimin: "SKYE! Y/N! UNLOCK THE DOOR!"

I couldn't move, I was paralyzed. I couldn't take my eyes of her, I was so scared that if I looked away she would be gone....

CRASH 

Jimin kicked the door in. "WHAT THE HELL IS.."

I turn to look at him, door now in pieces , now creating a window for him to see Y/n.

Jimin: "Holy shit... What happened?!" He covered his mouth and stumbled back at the sight of her.

Jimin takes a deep breath and wipes his tears. "We need to get her to the hospital.."

I shake my head in agreement but as i go to get up, I feel Y/n's hand gently touch mine. I whip around to look at her.

"Are you o.."

You: "No hospital..." she muttered out as her hand slid off mine and she passed out again.

Jimin and I just looked at each other in disbelief, how could she not want to go to the hospital?

"What do we do now?" I ask Jimin with worry.

He looks down at me sternly and says "I have a plan, I'm going to have to make a few calls."