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Words left unsaid

     Yoonin sat in the wheelchair looking out of the bedroom window wondering about how her mom was doing. It had been two weeks since she last talked to her. A lot has changed in those two weeks. Under the considerate care of the boys, her body was healing. Jin was a great nursemaid. 

    It was unwanted at first, she had a hard time being comfortable with letting him help with bathing and clothing herself. She had to remind herself that he was gay and her body held nothing sexual for him. In the end, she relented and let Jin help because she couldn't handle the look on Jimin's face when he saw the bruises that covered her body. The worst was on her back from the fall on the stairs, but she was unable to hide the others from them when she was being bathed. She had bruises on her upper arms in the shapes of Jungkooks fingers. Jin found a handprint on the back of her neck when he was shampooing her hair. It was faded and looked pretty old. This only confirmed that they had failed to see their friends' downward spiral and they wished that they had known sooner. She overheard these confessions in hushed conversations late at night when they thought her asleep.

   Yoonin sighed and turned away from the light that was warming her face, while her body was healing her mental state was slipping some. She fought with the boys telling them that she wanted to go home to see her mom and to pick up some of her belongings. They kept telling her not yet that it was too dangerous. They went out and bought everything on her list which lead to another fight. She couldn't see why they would buy everything new when everything she asked for was in her room. After that last argument, she started to talk less and less.

    She didn't really know how to explain that the stress of not seeing her mom was slowly killing her. The need was so strong that she stopped sleeping. Even now she was planning on leaving. Just up and go for a quick trip home. She can see her mom and then grab some of her stuff from her room. Things that cant be rebought. Photos from a happier time the stuffed dog on her bed. The torn and battered well-loved one named Roscoe from her dad. The picture hanging on the wall, that was painted by JungKook, of the view of the sea from JuJu Iland. The homemade apple cinnamon tea mix that her mom made to help with her throat. 

  That was the second reason she wanted to leave. Her downward spiral had her voice box in shambles. The more she used it the more it slipped away from her. She tried to let it rest, not using her voice. She wasn't talking much. She didn't have much to say and it was not like they were listening to her anyway.  No Yoonin it's not safe for you to go there well who gives a fuck, I want to see my mom, she thought. 

The feeling in her was like a hard rock barring down on her. Something was not right she picked up her phone and called home only to have Miss Chen pick up the phone on the first ring."Miss Chen, what's happening what's wrong?" Yoonin asked in a very weak voice.

"Oh! Yoonin child, where have you been Your mom has been waiting for you. She is fading fast she won't hold much longer. If you want to say goodbye then come home now child. Now! I don't think she will last through the night."

"Ok, I'm on the way now Please tell her to wait. Tell her I'm on the way, not to go I'm coming!"Yoonin hung up the phone and knew what she needed to do.

   Yoonin wheeled herself into the living room. The first thing she needed to do is get out of the house so she needs to see who her warden is. Oh, this is gonna be easy. Jimin was exactly whom she was hoping for.  Putting a pout on her lips she rolled over to Jimin. She Parked in front of him and wait for him to notice her. 

  Jimin saw movement and raise his head from his homework, "Yoonin!  How was your nap? Do you feel any better?"

   She nodded her head and with her best puppy dog look she started to rub her tummy.  "Oh, are you hungry?" Jimin asked looking  perplexed