A/n

First of all, I've made some changes, I'll explain.

When I made this book I was quite new to wattpad and kpop in general, I was younger too. I left this book for nearly a year to focus on another, if you haven't noticed my writing has improved/changed. I lost my planning for the story so I decided to make another up.

I have changed some things in the first few chapters for the story to make sense, and I have changes the story's title too.

Once Hoseok left the room I was welcomed by the familiar silence I learnt to like. There were quiet voices outside the door, they seemed to be arguing, I couldn't tell who they were. Feeling awkward, I got out of the bed and walked towards the door.

I open the door to see Jimin and Taehyung, they stop talking when they see me.

"Lucy!" Taehyung says too cheerfully as Jimin smiles a little at me. "How do you feel about having some fun?"

"Fun?" Jimin laughs. "Leave her alone, Taehyung. I told you, she doesn't want to go anywhere."

"It'll take her mind of things," Taehyung says as if I wasn't there. "Stop being such a killjoy."

"I will when you stop being so childish."

"I think out of all people I know what I'm doing." Taehyung turns to me.

"Don't play that card." Jimin sighs.

"Lucy, do you want to come with me and have lots of fun?" Taehyung folds his arms and looks at Jimin. "Or do you want to play puzzle games with Jimin all day?"

"I don't think I want to go anywhere just yet.."

"Don't worry, I'll protect you." Taehyung gives me a reassuring smile. "Trust me, it's better than staying here and over-thinking."

"She said she doesn't-"

"Trust me." Taehyung stares into my eyes. "I know what you're going through, I've been through it before."

"You have?" I blurt out.

"Yes," Taehyung replied softly. "It was quite a while ago, but I still remember everything clearly, unfortunately."

"She's not like you-"

"How about we do something in between?" I ask both of them. "How about I go out with Taehyung, but to go do something calm and not exhilarating?"

"If that's what you want.." Jimin's shoulders fall. "If you're sure?"

"I'm sure," I nod. "If Taehyung has been through the same thing I have, then he should know what to do."

"I should..try to find out where Jungkook is." Jimin nods to himself and walks away.

"Lets go!" Taehyung suddenly shouts and grabs my hand. "Time for you to be happy again!"

I laugh as we run down the corridor and down the stairs, we pass Namjoon holding a broken toaster (he tries to hide it when he sees us) and run out of the door.

"Before you say anything, yes, that was Namjoon holding a broken toaster." Taehyung slows to a walk. "I'm surprised Yoongi let him drive, Yoongi is always the one fixing what Namjoon breaks."

"Is he really that clumsy?" I ask, shocked that the person I thought would be the most stern is just a clumsy baby. "I thought he was the leader, and yet Jin and Yoongi seem to be more like leaders."

"He once nearly made the house fall down," Taehyung looks at my shocked face and laughs. "He drove right into the porch, he broke the brake by stepping on it too hard."

"Was he hurt?"

"Nope," he smiles to himself. "He seems to break everything but himself."

"It seems like I only break myself." I say before I can stop myself.

"That's not normal," Taehyung replies. "But then again we're not very normal people are we?"

"Talk for yourself."

"Normal people go outside once in a while."

"I do go- wait, how did you know that?"

"Just a guess." Taehyung laughs.

Not entirely convinced, I let it slide.

"I've always been curious, Jin did try to explain it to me but he wasn't making much sense, but then again he was drunk." I begin to say as we cross a road. "How did you guys turn from being mean towards me to wanting to help me out all the time?"

"I'm not sure," Taehyung doesn't seem taken back by my question. "I always thought they were jealous of you."

"Jealous of me?"

"I thought Jin and Namjoon were jealous of you having a nice mother," I realise Taehyung is still holding my hand. "Yoongi was firstly annoyed by your happy but rude attitude, Hoseok didn't like you at first because you wouldn't pay any attention to him, I thought Jimin felt like he needed to be mean to you for the older ones to stop teasing him for being too nice and Jungkook never disliked you, he just didn't like how you made him feel 'funny'."

"What about you?" I ask, grinning. "Why were you such a perve to me?"

"That's just me." Taehyung laughs, his head thrown back. "I guess, you were different to other girls..and I didn't like that."

"Why?"

"The only female that's been different to me is my mother," Taehyung stops laughing. "You brought back memories that I'd rather not remember, I guess, I resented you for it, sorry."

"Why do you have bad memories of your mother?"

"I'm not saying there isn't any good ones." He looks away. "There's just more bad ones, I'll talk about it later with you, if you talk to me about yours."

"Are you blackmailing me?"

"For my benefit? Yep." He looks back at me. "I've wanted to talk with someone properly about it, without it being a professional giving me pills."

"It's that bad?"

"Not really," he looks down at our hands but doesn't let go. "They just like to get my money."

"You should come to England," I smile, remembering my home. "All healthcare is free."

"Really?" He asks shocked. "Even mental health?"

"Yes," I reply, feeling proud of my country. "You don't have to pay a penny, except to park your car."

"I'll have to go before I die."

"You say it as if you're an old man whose accepted he's going to die."

"Well, you see," Taehyung swings out arms. "When you're in a group of thugs your life span is much shorter than everyone else's."

"Why don't you just quit?"

"We all signed a contract," he says. "If one of us leaves before death the rest of the group have to destroy the thing the person most loves."

"And I thought you were all friends..."

"We are," Taehyung looks grimly down at the floor. "I wouldn't blame you for not understanding but what we're doing on these 'runs' are pretty serious and dangerous. We all became who we are because we don't want to live anymore but we don't want to die so young either."

"Too young to die," I murmur to myself. "But too tired to live?"

Seems like a motto I can relate to.