Taehyung's POV.

The members are talking cheerfully among themselves, a few feet before me.

A sense of rejection slams into my chest as I watch them converse, seeming to have forgot that they were missing a certain member.

They don't need you. V interrupts. Never did. Never will. Can you not get that into your thick skull?

"I'm sorry."

V only scoffs, disappearing into the ink of blank in my mind. 

However it seemed as if Jungkook had heard me utter my apology of being so pathetic to the mysterious voice in my mind, deciding that he should definitely comment on my usual behaviour.

"Did you say something?"he calls out, stopping to face me as the members soon follow, looks of confusion etched on their faces.

I can feel my cheeks heat up from embarrassment, and I quickly look down at my feet, shaking my head furiously,"N-No."

"Don't lie to me!"he snarled, a wave of anger flashing past his eyes.

Beside him Jin let's out a bark of laughter,"What a freak! Talking to himself!"

Jimin opens his mouth, his lips curled upwards in a cruel smirk, but stops as he spots Bang PD walking down to greet us. His eyebrows pinch together in confusion as he assess the great division between the members and me.

"Taehyung!"Bang PD calls out, coming to a halt before me as he frowns, concern for me evident in his eyes,"You okay?"

I forced on a smile, nodding as I try and edge closer to the others to seem as if I were close to them,"Yeah, I'm good."

I did not want them to get into trouble because of me. Beside me, Hoseok wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me into his side.

"We were just talking about Tae's solo dance. We wanted to see how good he was at it, so we moved back to give him some place."he added, catching Bang PD's disbelieving look.

"He's pretty good!"Namjoon pipes up, a worried smile hanging on his lips.

I am tensed as Hoseok's grip around my waist tightens. I can feel his fingers lift the hem of T-Shirt, skimming lightly over my bare skin like the hands of ghost.

I let out a strangled gasp but thankfully no one hears me, instead all their attention of Bang PD who is talking. My eyes flicker to Hoseok who is only smirking, a look of malice reflected against his pupils.

Then he strikes.

His nails dig into my skin, pressing as hard as he could. Stabs of pain erupt against my hip like a needle being pushed deeper and deeper into my skin.

This time I yelp.

And immediately everyone turns to look at me, all faking concern with a hint of irritation other than Bang PD who is rushing towards me.

"What happened?"he asked, his eyes wide in worry,"Are you okay?"

I only smile painfully, nodding,"Yeah, I just remembered that I forgot my p-phone at the dorm."

A look of relief washes over his expression,"Oh thank God. I thought you were hurt or something. If you want I can go pick it up while you guys are dancing?"

"It's okay."I said, a genuine grin painting my lips as I watch his concern for me display form his words and actions,"I don't want to be a burden."

His forehead crinkled together, eyebrows pulled together and lips pulled back in an angry scowl,"You'd never be a burden, Taehyung. Who told you that?"

My breath hitched at the question and the honest answer is strangled at the back of my throat but it is soon pushed down as I spot the looks of warning and anxiety displayed against the member's faces.

So I only shake my head, a crooked smile tugging at me lips,"No one."

Everyone.

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Bang PD does not listen to me and drives away to collect my phone, in the end. I am touched but I cannot stop the feeling of guilt that whirls in my stomach.

Making people drive fifteen minutes from here just to get your phone? Selfish bitch.

My heart clenches painfully at V's words.

"Alright, break people!"Hoseok calls out, throwing his hands up.

I smiled, feeling my feet mumble in thanks as I heave myself to the seats where a bottle of water is waiting. I let the cool water splash across my face before drinking it. A sense of comfort swallow me as I sit by myself, my body slowly calming down from the challenging dance practice we just had.

I close my eyes, to only open them to an angry Hoseok, his arms crossed against his chest and a frown tugging down his lips.

"Did I say that you could take a break?"he snarled, his fingers clenched around the collar of my T-Shirt.

I look down, afraid of how I should answer his question. My body is shaking in fear, palms glistening in sweat and face becoming gradually paler.

"Answer me!"he shouts, shaking me as he lifts me just by my collar.

I can feel a tear drop from my eyes, slithering down my cheek before hitting the floor.

"N-No."

"Then why did you go against my instructions, you stupid whore!"

I sniffled, wishing that I could curl up in a ball and protect myself from the man who is screaming before me.

"I'm s-sorry."

He scoffs, spit flying from his mouth as he yells,"Sorry doesn't fix anything!"

Jin suddenly steps in, his hand laying comfortingly on Hoseok's bicep, his eyes never straying towards me.

"Alright Hobi."he says gently,"I think the bitch has got the message. Back off now."

Hoseok shakes his head, a mad glint in his eyes,"No, he needs to learn his lesson!"

Namjoon's voice echos across the dance room and I spot him behind Jin, arms crossed over his chest and an indifferent look displayed against his features. 

"You heard Jin the first time Hoseok."he says, coldly,"Let the idiot go. You don't want to catch anything."

His words hurt me but I am thankful because Hoseok releases me, throwing a dirty glare at both Namjoon and Jin. 

"You guys are going to soft on the little fucker."he snapped.

Namjoon raised an eyebrow,"Soft? You think this is soft?"

Before I can comprehend his words, he is standing before me, fist raised as he swung it down. There is a sickening sound of fist meeting flesh and I am thrown backwards, blood oozing from my nose. 

Silence fills the room, other than my sobs of pain. 

All I can see is blood. 

Blood on my hands. On my clothes. On the floor. 

Everywhere.

Hoseok is the one to break the stifling silence that hangs in the air. 

"I could've done better."he scoffed. 

And then it's back to normal. 

Jin hurries to check Namjoon's knuckles, throwing me an angry look on the way as he caressed his hand. Jungkook, Yoongi and Jimin all turn away, look of boredom across their faces as they pulled out their phones. 

"That's enough for the day."Hoseok announces, packing his bag,"Everyone except Taehyung. You, bitch, you better have the moves perfected by tomorrow or I will not hesitate to fucking kill you."

I nod fearfully, my hand still pinching the bridge of my nose as I try and stop the flow of blood. 

Together they leave not looking back at my hopeless form, blood collected on the floor. Together they leave me. 

Together as a family. 

A family without me.