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Chapter 2

3rd person POV

It was almost midnight and your dad just left to do some heavy drinking knowing what will happen after he comes home you decide to leave as soon as he's far enough down the street. You hopped out of your window and climbed down a tree and head for the main road.

You didn't know where to go since you knew no one. You knew your way around town though luckily. As you were walking down a not very busy road you pass out from lack of nutrients and blood loss from cutting a yourself so much before you left.

6 hrs later

Y/N POV

When I woke up, I had a very bad headache... it took me a minute to realized that I wasn't on the road or anywhere I remember. This scared me for a good minute causing me start to panicking.

As I look around notice you're in a nice room that was so neat and clean. "This defiantly isn't my house" I thought to myself as I looked around more while still sitting in the bed I was laying in. "Where am I?! Did someone kidnap me?? I mean it can't be worse than living with my "father"at least..." I don't know where i was or who took me or why they did.

Suddenly someone barges into the room. "Oh, your awake!" He says. As the guy startled me, I quickly grabbed my knife As a reflex. After I grab my knife i quickly hide it behind my back away from the strangers eye sight just in case i needed it. "Namjoon!!! She's awake" the stranger yelled making me put up my guard slightly.

A few seconds after that guy yelled, another stranger walked in and started to walk to you. He looked around 6ft and wasn't to buff but didn't look to weak Either. As he began to walk up to me, I quickly took action. As a reflex, i kick him and put him into a choke hold with the knife to his neck. "Who are you?!" I yelled. "What do you want with me?!" I ask while keeping a nice grip on the man in my arms.

The other stranger was still at the door not knowing what to do, while the guy in my arms was trying to break loose. I end up loosening your grip but not letting your guard down. I didn't want to kill the man i just wanted answers. But if I had to, I wouldn't hesitate to hurt him.

"Hey! hey it's okay I'm not going to hurt you" the stranger says after catching his breath. "My name is Kim Namjoon but you can call me RM or just Namjoon" he said. "W-what do you want from me and where the fuck am I and how did I get here?" I ask with my knife still in my hand ready for combat. (Also, if you're wondering how you know how to fight and stuff you learned it from the streets when you sold drugs you had to be able to protect yourself somehow.)

"We just want to help you" RM said. Help me? What does he mean? Did he see my scars or did something or someone try to hurt me? Thoughts poured into my head and I zoned out. "Hey? Are you okay?" The guy behind Namjoon asked. "Yea I'm fine" I said with a cold tone. "How did you find me and why did you take me here?" I asked coldly but wanting to know why I'm here. "Well I was driving down the street from work and I saw you fall and pass out I decided to take you here to our house and try to help you. And it looks like you haven't eaten anything in weeks too." He says. I look at him with a "you're not wrong" look. He looks back at the guy standing behind him and says "Tae can you ask Jin to cook something real fast so she can eat" he Ask and the other guy nods and leaves.

"You didn't do anything to me while I was passed out did you?" I asked bluntly. Knowing what I meant he looked at me shocked. "Of course not! Why would I? Why would anyone do that to someone especially when they're passed out!" He says reliving me. Not like it would matter anyways though because it wouldn't be the first time that something like That has happened before when i ran away and passed out.

"Why where you out in the streets so late and why did you have a duffel bag with you as well?" He asked curiously but concerned.

Before I could answer Taehyung walked in with food. "Here. Eat up" he say while handing me the food that was in his hand.

I looked at him then the food hesitatingly. "You okay? Is there something wrong with the food?" Someone asks while walking in. I'm assuming that's Jin the one who made it. It's probably offending him thinking I don't like his food but it's not that I just can't eat without throwing up but I'm not going to tell them that. I pick up the fork and hesitantly eat.

They looked at me while I was eating. Slightly making me uncomfortable. After a couple of bites, I put my fork down and was not able to eat anymore. "Where's the bathroom?" I ask and Namjoon points to the door on the opposite side of the room that is the bathroom.

I quickly get up and run to the bathroom. As i walk in, i lock the door almost instantly. I turn around to head to the toilet. As I turn around, I see how big and luxurious it is. Before I could finish looking at the bathroom, I saw the toilet and ran to it and throw up the food I just ate.

After a few seconds of purging my guts out, I stopped throwing up and soon hear a knock on the door. "You okay in there?" I heard someone yell and I'm assuming it's Tae. "Y-yea I'm f-fine" I yell back. Shit I stuttered. I always do that when I'm lying or nervous. I flush the puke and go to wash my hands. I took out a piece of gum to cover up the scent of throw up and also splashed my face with water because I looked like shit and needed too.

I walked out of the bathroom I was just in and saw seven pairs of worried eyes. 'Who's the other four? And why are they looking at me like they pity me? Why would they care anyways'. I thought to myself before I responded. "What?" I asked coldly as everyone continued to look at me concerned. " Are you okay? You barely ate and you sounded like you were getting sick or something in there" Tae asks concerned and worried. "N-no I'm fine don't worry...why would you care though" I said mumbling the last part. I walk towards the bed again and see my duffel bag and start to go to it.

I looked in it and was happy to see that no one touched my bag.

I start to pick it up and was about to leave then someone grabbed my wrist. I winced in pain a little but barely noticeable, from him grabbing your newly cut wrist. "Where are you going?" One of the four men asked. I avoided eye contact with all of them since that'll make it harder for me to lie. "Home my assho- my f-father is probably l-looking for me." I lied trying to get out of his grip. He takes his hand and turns my head and says, "that's a lie".

I was a little shocked that is already knew that it was. "N-no it's not. It's t-the truth" I say avoiding eye contact but hoping he believes me. "Look me in the eye and tell me or us that." He says.

"I don't even know you so why should i?" I said coldly. "Even if that's so you shouldn't lie to adults or anyone older than you. Now would you like to tell us where your actually going?" He says sternly.

I look up at all of them then suddenly the idea of going back to my father for real broke me. I started crying and was unable to stop. I start to fall down weakly but felt a pair of arms hold me up. I slowly make my way to my knees and then I feel someone take me into their embrace. I assumed it was the guy who was holding my wrist. As he did that, I started bawling more. 'Why am I such an embarrassment right now? Why are they helping me? Why are they worried and want to know where I'm going? No, they probably just pity me they don't actually care. I need to get out of here but first I need to get away from them and get my act together'. I was able to stop crying for a slight second and quickly slip myself out of the persons grasp and grab my duffel bag and run to the bathroom as fast as I could before they were able to say anything.

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A/N: I just updated this chapter and will be doing so to the rest within the next few days and I'll be adding more details and everything. I hope you guys enjoy these versions better than the original and I hope you like the story better with more details. Sorry if before the story didn't make sense.