A|n // sorry I've been having troubles publishing this chapter hopefully it works this time!\\

You look up shocked to the owner of the voice, you eyes widen and you quickly end the call before hiding away your phone.

"Nuh uh y/n, don't you dare try hiding that phone." Namjoon stares at you scowling at you.

Your face instantly shows guilt and you look down to the ground tears welling up in your eyes, you hate being told off...it isn't even your fault.

"Sorry joonie...." You mumble out.

"No. No nicknames, go down stairs right now and sit in the lounge." He says sternly.

You nod slowly and squeeze past him but as you walk back into the house from the balcony, you see yoongi stood by the side of the door.

'Was he there the whole time?' You thought to yourself before rushing down stairs and slouching onto one of the sofas.

Namjoon and yoongi soon trot down the stairs and Namjoon calls all the boys to the lounge all puzzled and upset that they were disturbed by his call.

You twiddle your thumbs, a wave of guilt rushes over you...why didn't you tell them any sooner, why did you have to keep all your feelings inside like the Pandora box you are.

But there forcing you to open up.

Fine, let's make all hell break loose.

"Y/n." Namjoon sits on the coffee table in front of you with an expectant expression.

You breathe in deeply, "I have somethings I need to tell you all..., I'm sorry I didn't tell you all sooner...I just...didn't want too...."

"That's okay! We undertaand you don't have to tell us!" Jungkook smiles getting up to carry on with his game.

"No she has to tell us now sit down Jungkook." Namjoon folds his arms staring at you harshly.

"Namjoon...be a little nicer you don't know what she's going to say.." Jin tries to calm him down.

"No. I won't. What if she planned all this?!" He shouts.

"I did not!" You stand up for yourself.

"Oh really?! So who's that guy who attacked you huh? And who were you on the phone too?! And how come you were the one that got shot! It all doesn't make sense?! And how about your sister and family? Where's she huh?!" He loses it completely, his face red in rage glaring at you.

Anger was brewing inside of you like a kettle, squealing while all the hate heats up inside of you.

"N-namjoon..." yoongi tries to calm him down, "y/n's not lying.." he says soothingly.

"Oh shut up. Your only saying that coz you've got lovey dovey eyes for her!" He turns to you scowling, "come on then own up!!" Standing up he belts down to you.

All the boys are tearing up or holding shocked faces, taehyung is sat contemplating what's happening in his own world.

You stand up looking up at namjoon glaring at him, holding your cold stare.

"I DIDN'T PLAN ANYTHING!" You raise your voice, straining your voice.

Jin doesn't even bother to scold you, he's too afraid of you now...

"how dare you even think I would want to hurt hoseok. Or any of you! You haven't even considered my side of the story yet and you begin to assume bad of me? Even after all that's happened!" You scold him with your guilt tripping words.

"Fine I'll tell you all right." You sass.

[A\N : please don't read if you don't like mental health or serious things]

"My beloved younger sister was diagnosed with 4 mental illnesses. She died 2 days ago last year and her funeral was yesterday last year. That man who attacked me was Her Ex Cole Bush. And he drove her into that state. My sister isn't in this world anymore because of him. So Do you really think I set this up?" Tears trickle down your cheeks as you keep your fierce glare still holding onto now Namjoon's softened guilty eyes.

"I was on the phone to my best friend Coco. Because she is the only one I can talk to right now. I hardly know any of you and you don't understand how much I've been through. But she does! Try understand that I need someone to talk to before I start to loose myself!"

You put your head down, "so please. Don't ever think in your entire life that I planned this. Because I would never of wanted any of this to happen." You sniffle and rub your sweaters sleaves over your face to dry your eyes.

You look up to Namjoon again with eyes full of pain, "I can't believe you even thought that, even after all the fun memories we all made! I really trusted you Namjoon. But now I'm starting to think you ALL don't want me to be around!" You raise your voice croaking out in pain before rushing too yoongi's room.

You can't handle it anymore, how could he think that! Those text messages were right...they don't care about you at all they only accuse you of hurting them, just like every other celebrity their going to leave too..

You crawl into bed and drown yourself in sorrow, your mind replaying the situation and warping you into your own mental world, where you cry even more, reminiscing on your loving memories with your sister...

She was so precious, and innocent. So perfect...and he has to go mess her up.

You choke and cough while crying sniffing over and over, screaming into the pillow you cuddle.

You abruptly stop when you feel a pair of warm arms snake round your waist and pull you into a warm embrace from behind, you stiffen up slightly not expecting it at all, but you begin to hear sniffles coming from the figure hugging you.

You begin to cry and wimper sniffing and shaking.

"Y/n..., *sniffle*...don't listen to namjoon please...!"

--- Yoongi's pov ---

When I was looking for y/n before the argument I caught her talking on the phone, I believe I joined in at the start of the conversation but I wasn't too sure...

She was giggling and praising our kindness to whoever was on the other side and I found myself smiling when she mentioned me.

I felt a hand on my shoulder that quickly whipped me round, "what are you doing? Isn't that a bit weird yoongi?" Namjoon asks with a confused look.

"Oh um..I....what?" I stumble out a broken sentence and I watched namjoon expression fall into suspicion.

"Who's on the balcony?" He asks sternly.

"Y/n..?" I mumble out before he buts through the door.

"Tell us what.?" He says while glaring at y/n.

I hear her wimper then stumble out a few words before rushing past me down the stairs.

Namjoon walks past me with the most serious face I have ever seen he almost looks outraged.

I sigh and follow him down stairs, I still need to tell him about y/n's sister and what I found in her room.

--- Taehyungs pov ---

After the whole argument namjoon slowly perches on the coffee table still taking in what y/n said in her outburst, he then hangs his head in his hands.

"What have I done..." he cries out before bawling into his hands.

I watch hoseok get up quickly after y/n's left and heading in the same direction, yoongi had an fierce look to his gaze getting up and heading into the study, all you can hear is little taps on the piano.

Jin exhales and grabs tissues for namjoon and jimin who are both now slouched on the sofa pouring their eyes out, after what y/n said.

I begin to feel a lot more hate towards Cole. How could someone be so heartless and mean! Especially to someone as precious as y/n.

I get up and rub Namjoon's back, "hey it'll be alright you didn't know...but we know now so we can protect her even more from Cole okay?" I comfort.

I look up to see Jungkook staring off into space only very pale and almost crying, his nose red and sniffling.

Gosh...who could've ever knew y/n is going through something like that...she's so happy smiling and giggling all the time even when she's been shot, and hated on..yes she's cried and broken down but she always gets up again. She's strong. Just like her mother said.

Y/n I do wish you could forgive us all for being ignorant and impatient...

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Some more drama for you all, do you think y/n and namjoon will become friends again?

Also who's this Unknown number?

Comment and vote if you want to! ♡ can't believe I've written over 30 chapters!