~ this chapter contains hints to mental health and is a little upsetting so please read if you are comfortable with reading thank you ~

--- your pov ---

After your relaxing bubble bath, which might you add the bath was really cool it had those little jets in it and led lights after your bath you grabbed some thick black joggers with a pleasant fluffy inside and slipped them on, then picking out a long baggy white t-shirt on completed the basic sleep look you were going for.

When you came downstairs earlier you over heard beautiful piano playing, so now your going to investigate.

Lucky the piano playing is still going on, so you sneak into the study where the sound is more prominent and you still quietly to the side of the room, watching yoongi play flawlessly.

You've never seen him play, well at least not in real life. It's so beautiful to listen too, the music completely wipes out any negative feelings and replaces them with pleasant tip tap tunes.

You have always been interested in playing the piano or some kind of instruments...but you never got the chance because of some, mishaps.

You get up from your seat and step and quiet as a mouse nearing to the piano too ask yoongi if he could maybe teach you, however you knock into the desk and hit your hip on the side in great power by accident.

"HONEY BUTTS AND BEES THAT HURT LIKE A PINEAPPLE ON A STICK."

You wail out allowed holding your hip in pain, you open your clenched eyes to see yoongi turn around and look at you, with a little bit of annoyance.

"S-sorry, yoongi..." you apologies still holding your hurt hip. 'That's going to bruise' you think to yourself.

"Are you okay...?" He questions with confusion.

"Hah hah yeah.., just walked into the desk.." you giggle lightly looking away in embarrassment.

You waddle over to him and sat next to the piano, looking at him hopefully, "what do you want," he giggles a little knowing that look.

"Can you teach me?" You ask with anticipated excitement.

He processes it a little before nodding and shuffling over on the stool a little, you sit in the space he made for you and sit twiddling your thumbs waiting for him to start, like a small child who's itching to get their ice cream from the ice cream van.

You hear him cutely giggle at your innocence and child like manor and floats his hands over the keys, and begins playing one of their songs.

You recognise the song from hearing it over and over and covered and listening to instagram posts, he was playing 'I need u' and you love that song, like you love the others but this one means a lot more to you.

"It's I need u,..." you mumble, he nods while playing agreeing to your statement.

You can't wait to learn this song, you can impress your other friends with it,....your other friends....do they even know what happened to you?

You haven't checked your phone since that hospital day, holy cow what if they tried to contact you and you haven't even answered they must be worried sick! You'll check after your music lesson with yoongi.

Yoogni takes your hands and places them on the keys, he then pushes down certain fingers to make an angelic sound, "to start hold all of these keys down." He instructs.

You nod, and slowly click the keys that he tells you too. After a while you begin to get the hang of it with yoongi's help and time passes quickly.
You make little mistakes and you both just giggle or joke about when you do.
You begin to feel more relaxed than ever, it's as if no one tried to attack you or that yoongi found out about your sister.

"Y/n..." he hesitates you turn to him expecting a pleasant question or statement.

But instead he asks something that sends you flying back to your memories.

"How did your sister die...?" He asks a little more confident.

You cough a little and turn away from him to try and process his question, or how to answer it, "so you did see the last photo..." you mumble and hear him sigh and nod.
"Y/n I'm sorry.. but with out you telling us anything we won't be able to help you when we need too.."

You turn to him with tears filling your eyes, begging to trickle down your cheeks and reminiscent on your hurtful memories.

"I don't want to talk about it now yoongi..." you mutter, but you then feel a warm hand on your arm squeezing it, "please y/n it's bringing you pain, and your locking it up all inside...I'm here for you you can tell me and you won't have to tell everyone else, okay?" He comforts.

You pull away and get up, "I'll tell you when I want too. Please don't try and get it out of me." You put a wall up quickly and scoot out the room tears finally winning their battle and trickle down your cheeks.

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You decided yourself to go for a walk, so grabbing your phone and coat your whip out of the building through the back zipping your coat up, your feet crushing on the satisfying sound of the snow cracking beneath your feet.
You let out a breath and watch the cloud of steam float off in front of you.

You start walking down the hill you and him in sled down, you rembrr seeing a small fence gate at the bottom which had a cute little path leading to somewhere, so while walking down the slope you look back at the house, and see a few lights beam out the building, one being through the all eye seeing windows, into the living room, where you can spot namjoon reading a book with his glasses on.

You keep heading down the slope until it becomes level and then walk over to the fence pushing it open with all your force, once is whacks open you quickly jog onto the path taking in the amazing views of the mountains your so used too.

You try to calm you self down with the comfortable silence of the atmosphere, only being disturbed by little bird calls or tree whistles, yoongi made you remember the wonderful memories you shared with your sister.

One being how you both used to always make snow angels and snowmen when it snowed spending hours and hours outside laughing and giggling, your mind flash backs to your little sister being a confident little squirt smiles brightly with her chubby cheeks and long curly locks spiraling down...oh how you wished to see that smile again.

As time moved on, your sister became someone you couldn't even recognise...she wasn't the cute confident chubby baby sister you always adored, she was now tall. skinny. Sarcastic and ill.

Ill not physically, but mentally.

Seconds after she stepped into high school, her whole personality changed, she was molded by diets and fitness. pressure from school and the stereotypes of the Internet.
It all became worse, you still vividly remember her whaling screams of pain and sorrow as your mum and dad call the ambulance barging into your room, asking you to stand outside for it.

All you could do was be the strong rock the family had to depend on, your brother was abroad learning so it was just the 4 of you.

You hate thinking about all the negative things, and you definitely don't want the boys to find out about your sad life, they might begin to think you didn't care if you lived or died...after the shooting.

But you want to live, you can't let them pity you and question your mental health! Your fine! Your strong you keep telling yourself, you don't let anyone get to you you never have.

No bullies, even though they tried.
No boys or past friends.
No one, because you alway put your walls up observing people's actions deciding weather you should let them in.

However your sister was never that strong, she let many people into her life and they took it away from her. He took it away from her!

You kick the snow under you feet with frustration feeling a constant vibration from your phone, you hold it up and answer the call.

"Y/n?! Where are you? Are you okay? Please answer us! Your not anywhere to be seen!"

Jin calls down the phone you can hear hoseok in the back also asking you worryful questions.

"I'm fine Jin..." you look around and realise your thoughts have taken you to a river and away from the path, "Jin.."

"Y/N?! WHAT'S WRONG" Jins concerned voice calls with worry.

"Erm..I'm lost, I took a walk a-and I was thinking and I don't know where I am please come quickly, I took the path from the bottom of the garden and I'm by a river, please come quickly." You inform.

You feel your cheeks getting wet again as tears stream down your cheeks, it's cold and dark and all you can see is trees and snow.
Just snow, snow, snow.

You look to the ground and try and follow your old foot prints back to the path, you finally make your way onto the path and sigh in relief.

As you look up you notice a figure all in black in front of you.

Blue eyes piercing into you.

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So you find out a little more about your sister, not a lot but I hope you all now understand what caused her Illness.

And who's blue eyes are they? Are they the attackers? Or one of the members with blue contacts.

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