Little Peach *Completed*

Chapter 9

Taehyung's POV

I wake to see Grace sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers lightly grazing over the dressing on one of her arms.

"Grace? How are you feeling?" I ask softly, my voice croaky from sleep.

"TaeTae is ouchie." She turns to me her eyes full of tears.

"I know sweetheart, I'm sorry. Would you like a cuddle?" My face falling when she shakes her head.

"You mad wif me, you sayed bad word in a scawy voice." She whispers head down wiping at her eyes.

Shit, she must of heard us when we were looking for her...

"No Gracie, sweetheart, I'm not mad with you, I was worried, I didn't know where you were." I explain gently.

"Grace mades it ouchie for you so you not has to." She offers out her arms to show me.

"Gracie what do you mean you did it for me? So I didn't have to do what?" My voice cracking as I try to understand what she's saying to me.

"When the scawy man angwy with Grace, he hurted her and it mades him not angwy. TatTae was angwy so Grace hurted h'self to makes him not angwy." She says with a smile and wide eyes, waiting expectantly.

She did this because she thought I was angry with her?

I feel my chest tightening, my heart pounding, my breathing getting erratic. I fumble for my phone.

Housemates

Tae: Someone needs to come get Gracie now.

Read by all 8:58am

Namjoon is the first to come through the door, looking confused until he sees me wide eyed and shaking.

"Hey baby girl, let's get you some breakfast." Namjoon says brightly as he holds out his hand.

"Otay Joonie! Has fwuit?" She bounces.

"Sure thing baby girl, let's go get you some fruit." He says leading her from my room.

As soon as I hear their chatter fade, I break down, throwing my glass against the wall in a mixture of rage and panic, falling to my knees as sobs shake my body.

"Taehyung?" Arms circle me, pulling me against their body.

Yoongi's POV

I'm jolted out of my half asleep state when I hear the sound of a glass smashing from the other side of my wall, my mind flashing back to last night when Grace used a broken glass to cut herself. I jump out of bed and run into Tae's room, shocked to see him on his knees crying. Not just upset crying, anguished crying, the crying that is mostly just gasping for air because you just can't control yourself.

I call his name but get no answer. Kneeling next to him I pull him to me, trying to sooth him.

Namjoon's POV

"Milk Gracie?" I ask as I place the bowl of chopped fruit in front of her.

"Pwease!" She replies happily, popping half a strawberry into her mouth.

I pour her a cup of milk, setting it down next to her bowl. My mind wonders to Taehyung, he didn't seem right when I went to get Gracie from him, and after last night I'm surprised he wanted to be away from her.

"Joonie? TaeTae not mad wif Gracie now is he? I mades it betta..." She questions before eating more of her fruit.

"TaeTae was never mad with you baby girl, how did you make it better?" I ask confused.

"These!" She proudly shows me her bandaged arms.

What?!

"Gracie, baby girl, no you shouldn't do that, that's not how we make things better..."

"TaeTae mad? Joonie mad too?" Her face falls, tears filling her eyes.

"No, baby girl I'm not mad with you, and TaeTae isn't either." I explain running my hand through my hair as I try and understand what's happening.

"I did bad?" She whispers unsure.

I can't talk to her about this anymore, I just cuddle her where she's sat, at the breakfast bar.

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Housemates

Namjoon: Meeting in 30 minutes dining room. We need to set some rules, it's the only way we can help her at the moment.

Jin: What's happened?

Namjoon: I'll explain it all later.

Read by all 9:34am

Grace's POV

As soon as Namjoon mentioned rules, I knew I was going to have to come out of little space. I'd been avoiding being big for as long as I could because I knew they wouldn't ask Gracie about last night, and I wasn't ready to talk about it. Now I don't have a choice...

"Right, we're here because we need to set some rules to help Grace adjust. They're not rules to control or punish, they're just to help her understand what is acceptable." Namjoon explains to the others around the table, their heads nodding in understanding.

I try and look at Taehyung but he looks everywhere but my direction, making me feel alone. His eyes look like he's been crying...

"First of all, we need to talk about last night. Grace has already explained to me, but she wants to explain to the rest of you herself." He continues, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze. I take a deep breath before starting.

"When I made him mad, he'd hurt me. He'd grab whatever was nearest to him and beat me, if there wasn't anything to hand he'd punch and kick me until he wasn't mad anymore. Sometimes if I was quick enough, I could hurt myself in front of him and that'd make him stop, he liked seeing me try and please him. Last night I had a bad dream like the other night, but you'd already done so much for me yesterday, I tried to sort it myself. When I heard all the shouting and swearing I got scared that you were going to be mad at me so I tried to make it better by hurting myself..." I finish chewing my lip.

"Grace, we need a name." Yoongi says firmly, his jaw clenched, hands tightened into fists.

"I don't remember his name...It's been so long since I heard it, he only let me call him Master."

"Be a good whore for your Master..."