Understanding This

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't look at them. My brothers, mom, dad, lover, friends. I didn't wish for this. As runaway from home, I was assumed to be dumb for my age, but the truth was, I never talked. I could, but choose not to.
I was hiding among my fellow classmates in the dance hall, desperate not to be seen. Bleeding from my arm and side, Yuri, for the first time that evening, began to show open expressions of anxiety. Yuki was looking for Yuri and me and her finding us was inevitable. Pfft, stubborn kid.
A distracted shoulder grazed my injured side, and I cried out. Yuri dropped to her knees immediately and tended to the wound. My name is called out from one corner of the space and I flinch. They found us.
I looked up at them with tears in my eyes. The one I loved hugged me out of pure happiness, so I had to hug him back. I looked up one more time to see the panic induced boy and it broke my heart. Then everything went black......