"So this has nothing to do with you passing out?" He asked, putting emphasis on the keychain and note. I swallowed hard, looking at him in the eyes. He seemed to not be trusting me in this moments. I just sighed, and nodded.

"It's hard to explain.." I sighed, running a hand though my hair. Jimin shifted his stance to sit down next to me.

"Then explain, I've got time." He pressed. I sighed, building up the courage to spill everything that happened.

"Fine.. But you have to promise not to tell anyone." I sternly replied. He nods, signalling me to continue. I took a few long breaths and confidently stared at Jimin in his chocolate brown eyes.

"Well..."

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Time skip 2:06 p.m (y'all really fucking thought I was gonna tell you guys..)

After explaining my situation, Jimin put a hand on my shoulder as a way of comforting me. Tears still pricked my eyes, forcing their way out. I simply blinked them away.

"Everything will be fine.. I promise. Yoongi and I will make sure of that." Jimin stated softly. I looked into his soft brown eyes, and held his gaze. Quickly looking away once I heard the familiar click of the door.

"I hope I wasn't interrupting anything." Yoongi states, placing his keys on the table. I simply nodded my head.

"You weren't interrupting anything. I-i was just telling Jimin about e-everything. And h-he sent something again." I slightly stuttered, emotions flooding through me once more. I held up the key chain and note for Yoongi to read, holding my breathe once he took it. Jimin place a comforting hand on my shoulder, making me release the pent up air in my lungs.

"Y/N.. I doubt he would really be here.. He probably ordered it from somewhere." Yoongi replied, trying to vear my mind off course. I shook my head. He's probably right...

" Ya.. your probably right. It's just... We don't know what he's capable of.. " I sighed, ruffling my hair. Yoongi just shrugged, humming a bit before leaving the kitchen.

"How do you feel right now?" Jimin asks, concern written on his face. I just smiled, and gave him a quick response.

"I'm fine.. Anyways, I'm gonna go take a shower." I informed as I walked towards the steps. Jimin simply hummed, and sat on the couch. I quickly made a stop at Yoongi's room and grabbed my clothes. I briskly walked into the bathroom, and stripped off all my clothes.

Time skip 45 minutes later

After the long relaxing shower, I wrapped a white towel around me and padded over to my clothes. Quickly drying myself off, I threw on my pajamas and strutted out of the bathroom. My pajamas consisted of a simple gray tank top and red flannel shorts.

I walked past the living room and I noticed Yoongi sleeping on the couch next to a very annoyed looking Jimin. HOW CUTE IS THAT I sneaked a quick picture of them and posted it to my snapchat. I chuckled to myself and walked off to my room. Flopping onto my bed, I grabbed my phone and opened up Instagram. I saw a post on gourmet mac-n-cheese and suddenly I was hungry. I jumped from my bed and raced into the kitchen.

"What the hell are you doing??" Jimin asked, shocked by my sudden outburst into the kitchen.

"I'm just hungry, that's all.. " I looked at Jimin, who is now sitting at the island and scrolling through instagram. I walk around the corner and take a quick glance at his screen.

"Oooh you getting bitches Jimin." I shouted, grabbing his phone. I quickly scroll through his feed, and noticed he followed a lot of girls.

"AAye Gimme my phone b-back." He stuttered out, hiding his face in his hand. Jimin began clawing at my hands, trying (but ultimately failing) to grab it back. He loudly huffed out in annoyance.

"If you get to see my instagram, the least you can do is show me yours." Jimin wagered. He glanced towards my phone, which I happily handed towards him.

"Sure I guess. It's not that interesting, to be honest." I replied, unlocking my phone.

"Do you follow me?? " Jimin asked, as he searched his account. I simply shake my head.

"You do now.." Jimin chuckled, locking my phone and placing it down. I laughed back, and began looking for something quick to eat. I made a small sandwich with a soda on the side.

"Want anything to eat, Jimin? " I asked. He gave me a simple "No thanks". I sat down at the island, my feet barely touching the ground. After finishing, I grabbed my laptop and began working on my homework.

6:03 p.m.

I finished up the rest of my homework. Cleaning up my supplies, I took my backpack upstairs. Walking past Jimin's room, I noticed him sitting at his desk. Knocking on his already opened door, I walked in.

"Hey Jimin, whatcha doing?" I asked, not really concerned.

"Not much, just working on something," he says, shutting his laptop, "Anyways, what do you need?"

"I was just wondering if Yoongi had eaten anything, I know he hasn't been eat as much anymore. " I reply, a solemn look flashing across my face. Jimin shook his head, a sad look spreading across his soft features as well. I just nodded, making my way towards Yoongi.

" Yoongi you need to wake up.." I said in a hushed voice. All he did was turn in his sleep, paying no mind to my presence.

" YOONGI GET UP NOW " I shouted next to his ear. His small figure shot up, looking around confused.

" What the hell Y/N. You do not need to scream." he said, annoyance and anger evident in his tone.

"When has speaking softly ever woken you up?" I said with sass. Yoongi shrugged his shoulder, a smug look splaying across his face.

"Whatever Yoongi.. Anyways, you need to get up and eat. You haven't eaten much today. " I said as walked over to the kitchen. Making him a quick sandwich, I placed it in from of him and watched him take a bite of the sandwich. I smiled to myself. I'm glad to see him eating..

I walked back to my room, and decided to browse through tumblr. Jimin walked past my door, and quietly mumbled "Tumblr Wannabe"

"FIGHT ME PARK JIMIN" I yelled after him.

"Square up hoe" He fought back. Getting up from my spot, I ran after him. Once I found him, I jumped and tackled him. We both ended up laughing at each other.

5:15 a.m.

My alarm clock was echoing throughout the room, making me jolt out of bed. I rubbed my eyes and slowly got off the bed, making my way towards my dresser. I had previously laid out my clothing. I stripped out of my pajamas and into my clothes for school. I wore a dark grey sweater, with ripped black jeans. I picked out my red Doc Martens and added a choker to go along with the outfit.I decided to go for a darker makeup look today.

I walked out of the room. The contrast of temperatures was astounding. I've always like to keep my room extremely cold, but out in the hallway, it was so fucking blistering hot. I was surprised the walls weren't melting. I looked over the side railing and saw Yoongi asleep on the couch, while Jimin was in the kitchen. He was watching the news.

"Morning Jimin." I groan out, waving to him. He gave a quick smile before continuing to watch the news. I yawned as I walked down the steps and into the kitchen.

"Hey, am I riding with you guy? Since my car is still at my apartment." I asked, grabbing an apple from the fridge. Jimin nodded his head.

"Yeah, but you have to sit in the back seat, sucker." He teased. I flipped his forehead and took a bite out of my apple.

WAKE UP YOONGI; Yoongi get up now

My head popped up and my body slightly jumped. I looked around frequently, trying to see where that voice came from.

"What was that?" I asked. Jimin just laughed, and bit into a bagel he had made a while ago. I noticed Yoongi sit up from his position, ruffling his hair.

"It was just my alarm Y/N." he grogely said walking past me and into the bathroom. I just sighed, and packed my backpack.

Time skip 15 min

"Ok Jimin and Y/N let's go." Yoongi announced, standing by the front door. I swiftly made my way to the door, Jimin hot on my trails. As we walked out Jimin closed, and locked the door. Yoongi unlocked the car, and we all got in.

"Hey Yoongi.. I think it's ok for me to go back to my apartment. I'll go back after school today." I informed him. He gave me a concerned look, but nodded his head anyways.

I could feel a pair of eyes looking at me. Looking into the rearview mirror, my eyes met the soft round eyes of Park Jimin, peering back at me. I shifted slightly and looked away. He's got to stop looking at me like that...

At school, 6:58 a.m.

I got out of the car and grabbed my stuff. I quickly made my way into school, noticing lots of people were already here (even though it was quite early). Opening my locker, I grabbed some of my supplies. As I went to grab my pencil pouch, my side was roughly pushed, knocking me too the ground. I looked at who had pushed me, and noticed that the 1 of the 3 guys had on a mask. Me being pushed did not go unnoticed by Yoongi. He ran after one of them, and roughly turned him around. Yoongi's eyes burned firey, and I was honestly scared. Yoongi raised his hand towards the guy. This 'mysterious' guy had light brown hair (which was very fluffy) and a relatively buff figure. Before Yoongi could even bat an eye at him, the guy was pulled away by the masked man. My eyes caught the masked man's and I swore I saw a twinge of guilt, and familiarity in them. My heart pounded.. Who are you?

"Y/N are you ok? You were shoved pretty hard." Jimin asked from behind me, holding out a hand for me to grab. I just nodded my head and hoisted myself up. Dusting off my pants, I grabbed my supplies off the ground and headed to class. As I opened the door to the classroom, I noticed Hyuna was already there, but she did not look happy.

"Y/N.. I want to know what happened at the mall! I went to go ask Yoongi, but he wouldn't say anything!! Why are you keeping things from me? I'm you best friend." she whined, slightly flailing her arms. Guilt hit me straight in the face, and I solemnly looked up at her.

"I'm sorry...I'll explain it during our break.. I just don't want you to think of me any different. I just feel bad for not telling you.." I say, looking down at the floor. Our conversation was interrupted by the teacher walking in. Most of the things being taught I already knew, so I placed my head down and rested my eyes.

...

" Y/N get up. Class is over." Someone said nudging me a bit. I slowly opened my eyes. My eyes met Jimin's, who was kneeling down beside my desk, his warm hand on my shoulder.

"Hey there you are. Class is over and we need to get to second period. So hurry up or you and I will be late." Jimin said, shaking me a little more.

"Ok ok.. I'm up." I said with a slight raspiness to my voice. As I walked in the hallway next to Jimin, I noticed everyone talking about how there are new people.

"Have you heard? There's a lot of new foreign exchange students.. At least 7 or 8!!"

"Wow.. Really?!"

Everyone was so huddled around that I couldn't move. So, I did what I had to do.

"Everyone move your ass out of the way now, or I will run your slow ass over!!!" I yelled out, not caring if any of the teachers heard me. Jimin laughed beside me, and I punched his shoulder lightly. We soon made it to 2nd period. Jimin and I had a min race to see who could get to their seat the fastest. I won, of course.

After 2nd period; At locker

"I'm gonna tell Hyuna everything. I'm sick of lying straight to her face." I told Yoongi, who was standing next to my locker. His head shot up, looking at me with his eyebrows furrowed.

"Y/N I don't think that's a good idea. She could take it really badly." Yoongi said, trying to talk me out of it. I huffed. I can make my own decisions.

"I'm doing this, nobody's gonna talk me out of it. Not even you Yoongi... " I left him. Yoongi stared at me bewildered.

One of the guys that shoved me, walked past and looked directly at at me. There was a flash of recognition in their brown eyes, but I shrugged it off. I heightened my pace and got to my next class, 5 minutes early.

After 3rd period; lunch/break

It was finally time to tell Hyuna everything. As I walked up to her in the hall, I noticed a pissed expression. I informed her to meet me in the locker room. She gave me a quick nod and padded off, not saying another word to me. I slowly walked into the locker room, palms sweaty and my anxiety running at its highest.

"Now you said you'd explain everything, and I want it very detailed." She ordered, pointing an accusing finger at me. I took a deep breath to calm my already shaky hands.

"Ok before I tell you this, please don't think anything less of me. I already hate my self for getting into this." I disclaimed, taking one more breath, and beginning.

"Ok, basically, when I was little, I always wanted to go to America (i lived in america for 4 years thats why im here man). When I was 14, I finally went to my mother and father, they were fighting at the time and sent me away. The family that took me in, didn't hold me up to very high standards, so I took it to my advantage. When I was older, probably around 18 I went to bars and printed fake ids for myself. The friends I had started out fine, but I later found out that was all a facade. My boyfriend (who started out my friend) had been in a gang that was run by my other friends. At first I was shocked, but I was soon dragged into things I didn't want to."

"What kind of things??" Hyuna cut me off.

"Hold on a minute," I shushed her, "Anyways, as I was saying... They dragged me to their fights and drug deals. I was too far in.. But one day, they dragged me from my home and to their base. They asked me to join, but I was afraid. I had no choice to join. When I refused, they tried to hurt me.. But I got out and have been running from them ever since. And I just finally found Yoongi, and I don't want to leave him again... I'm so scared Hyuna.. And I don't want you to leave me either..." I cried out, letting my body slide down the wall. Hyuna rubbed a comforting hand down my back.

"No Y/N I would never leave you in this state. Friends stay with each other.." Hyuna said comfortingly, trying to calm me down. I shook my head, wiping my tears on my sweater.

"I'm so scared..." I whispered out. Hyuna sighed.

"Y/N you are fine. I'll do anything to keep you safe.. Anyways, who else knows?" she asked, trying to clear my head.

"Only Yoongi, Jimin, and now you." I informed, wiping the tears from my face.

"Oh so your really weren't kidding, you haven't told a lot of people... Do your parents know??" she questioned. My head drooped down, more sadness flushing over me.

"U-uh my parents did not care much for me, o-or Yoongi. They always fought, rarely paying attentions to us, and often forgot to feed us. I just wanted to leave, so I moved to America. Not only for better education, but for a way out of their neglect. " I sniffled, my tears slowly coming to a stop.

"Oh sweetheart I'm so sorry... Do you think we should tell the police about everything that's happening?"Hyuna sympathized, adding a last minute question.

"N-no no no.. No cops. If the cops found out what they did, I'd go to jail with them as well.." I rushed out, my thoughts all racing at one.

"I'm pretty sure the stuff you did is not going to get you in jail. Or are you keeping more secrets from me?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at me as I sunk deeper into the floor.

"Well------" I began.

" Y/N tell me.. I promise I won't judge you.." She said, pleading with me.

"Just, don't treat me any less okay? Well... We'd rob stores together.. Steal money. Maybe even spray paint buildings, if we felt like it." I explained, slightly shifting in my spot. I looked up at Hyuna, locking eyes. Her eyes showed disappointment, fear, and anger, all at once. Tears threatened to fall once more..

"Don't you dare look at me like that.. Not after you promise you wouldn't judge." I stumbled out, barely being able to hold myself up. She stayed quiet, keeping her head down. I scoffed, gathering my things and headed out of the locker room. I sprinted out into the hallway, class had practically started already, so no one was out. I quickly ran to my locker, pulling my things into my bag, and making a beeline for the door. I was stopped by a firm warm chest. I completely melted into this stranger's arms, tears pouring out of my eyes and stained their shirt.

"Shh it's ok.. Just let it out.." Jimin's silky voice cooed, calmly every nerve in my body. I sunk deeper into his chest, tightening my grip around his torso. My knees felt like giving out, and I just wanted to fall. Jimin noticing my sudden weakness, lowered us onto the ground, still cradling me in his arms.

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Heeeey guys! Sorry it's been a while since the last chapter. AIR Testing got in the way, and it was hard to find time to write. Plus.. We originally had over 5,000 words, but decided to cut it short. Anyways, thanks for reading, and make sure to vote. It's appreciated.

bwi~