*Yoonjeo POV*

I sat there in the living room for a few minutes crying. I didn't know why Rose got so angry at me, I didn't do anything to her, before I went to the hospital everything was fine. She was happy even though she was a little stressed over college, but we still got along fine.

I wonder where she went, she's never just left me like that without an explanation. I hope she's okay.

It feels good to be home though. I missed this place for some reason, even though I was just in the hospital for a little while.

I grabbed my jacket off the floor and stood up. I'm starving but I’m gonna shower first so I can get comfy on the couch and watch an EXO mv or something while I eat.

I quickly ran to my room and saw it was cleaned up, well that's nice of Rose, she cleaned my room while I was in the hospital, although I feel like something is missing here.

I look at my small night table near my bed and gasp when I see the top shelf is empty.

“Where the fuck is my favourite snowball?” I look around the room desperately searching for it. Rose gave it to me for my birthday, we had only known each other for a few months at the time so it is very precious to me.

“Okay, someone is gonna die now. I guess I'll just ask Rose when she comes home, she probably did something with it.” I grabbed two towels, one for my hair and one for my body.

With hair this damn long I need to wrap it up immediately or else the whole bathroom becomes the Great Flood 2.0, and it’s not pretty.

But will Rose even come home? No, no. Stop thinking like that, she's definitely coming home, she just has issues she needs to sort out.

Wait a second, I swear to God if she is seeing a boy I'm gonna throw some hands.

I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and looked at my face.

“Wait a second, what is that?” I breathed out as as I studied my neck closely. There was a scar or cut on the side, a deep one.

That was definitely NOT there before.

I slowly took my shirt off and my eyes widened in shock.

“Wha….what on earth are these? How did I get such horrendous wounds!?” I looked back and forth between my upper arms.

One had a long cut that spread almost down the whole length of my arm, and the other was smaller but it looked deep, and it was hurting just a little. I turned around and nearly screamed when I saw the same scar on the other end of my arm. Something went through my arm.

Holy freaking shite!! Something went through my arm!!!!

What the hell is Rose not telling me??!

I quickly put my clothes back on and stormed out the bathroom, I ran downstairs and looked for my bag, I saw it on a wood cabinet and went to pick it up but my eyes caught something just barely sticking out the lower draw.

I opened it and screamed when I saw a gun. A real gun, that actually can kill people, is in my house!

What is happening? What does all this mean!? Why is there a gun in the house?

My head started to hurt and I knelt down as I tried to calm myself.

I heard a door opening and flinched as I turned quickly to look, Rose was standing in the doorway with tears on her face.

“Rose, what is happening? Why are there scars on my body?? And why do you have a gun!?!” I started screaming as she started crying more.

She was silent as she looked down, not answering me.

“Rose talk to me, this is driving me insane.” I stood up and walked over to her grabbing her hands and forcing her to look at me.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and I saw so much hurt in them. How could I have missed that, something terrible has happened, something devastating that she is not telling me.

“You….you don't want to know. If I tell you it will be too painful for you.” Her voice was quiet and weak. It sounded like whatever she was fighting with, she had already given up and it was breaking my heart.

“Please Rose, you have to tell me. How did I get the scars?” I looked in her eyes searching for something, anything to give me some stability. But she just kept crying, trying to avoid eye contact.

“I...I can't, I don't even know where to start and....I don't know if I can say it all again.” She started walking and I was about to stop her but my eyes fell on an object on the other side of the room.

As soon as I saw it I started feeling strange, as If there was a liquid running through my head making me hazy but more aware at the same time.

I slowly walked over finally seeing what it was.

A book about acting, such a familiar book, I started seeing something in my head..I was in a Library, then I had to run...but it was so blurry.

I touched the book and as soon as I did my mind went still, there was a memory in my head that was crystal clear. I was in the Library, they were there….bts, and Yoongi was the one that chased me.

This is where it all started. This book caused everything.

I picked it up and held it to Rose.

“I remember.” Was all I could say as I feel down on the floor my eyes filling with tears, and my heart flooding with pain.

Rose just looked at me as she cried, not saying anything, just letting me relive it all in my head.

Amidst all the fighting, the violence and the pain....there was a flash of warm light, something beautiful in the middle of the horrific darkness…

"I will come for you, I swear, even if it kills me, I will find you."

Taehyung….

"No!! Don't you dare!! Hurt me instead, but don't touch her!!"

I couldn't stop the memories from flashing before me, playing the story so I could know everything I had forgotten. Yugyeom would've killed me if it wasn't for Taehyung.

“If you touch her, I will destroy you and this whole group.”

That's where I got the scars...Jaebum did it, my brother did it, and he would've raped me as well if Taehyung wasn't there for me.

Oh my God, Taehyung......

Taehyung was the one that was always saving me, he saved my life when he had orders to kill me, and then he protected me by putting his own life on the line….

How could I not see that?

“You're no one.”

The words sounded through my head just like the day I said them….to him. The man that saved me, I said he was no one, when in reality, he was everything to me.

That morning I woke up next to him, he could've done anything to me in the night, but he didn't lay a finger on me, he risked getting in trouble with the leader of his gang to keep me with him, where I wouldn't be killed.

“Rose, I need to see Taehyung...I need to tell him I'm sorry, I need to take back everything I have said to him.” I felt like someone was hitting my head with a hammer, the memories were too much and the tears wouldn't stop streaming down my face.

Rose stood up and looked at me. Her eyes were blank, and I got scared just looking at them.

“Yoonjeo, He's been in an accident, a bad one. Jaebum's men are trying to kill him.” Her voice was void of emotion, like she had given everything up already.

“No, no I need to see him now, I'll never forgive myself if I don't make things right...where is he? Where is Taehyung!!?” I stood up and ran to her shaking her shoulders. She was just looking down as I shook her like a doll.

“I don't know….I don't know where he is, all I know….is that he killed Jaebum.” My hands dropped from her sides and whatever it was that I was going to say left my mouth as I stared in disbelief and regret at her words.

He's dead.

My brother is dead…

And I never even got to talk to him properly…..

No! I can't think of that now, Taehyung killed him, which means they are going to try and kill him now.

I need to find him.

I grabbed my jacket and started to head to the door, I saw the gun lying on the dresser.

A dark ominous feeling started to form in my body, it was painful, almost taking the breath out of me.

He's in danger...I can feel it.

Without thinking I grabbed the gun and ran out the house.

He has to be at that hospital room, the one I woke up in, that's the only place I remember, he will be there…..and I'll save him.

I have to save him….no matter what.