You toss and turn in your sleep as you remember the image of Taehyung's dismantled body. You can't help but imagine and hear Tae's screams as he tries to escape Yoongi, only to fail just as you have many times before.

You jump up, breathing heavily as you start to cry, not being able to forget what you had just seen.

Taehyung was gone, and he couldn't come back. He was murdered, and by someone he looked up to.

You cry loudly as you clutched at your chest, repeating what you saw in your head over and over.

You sobbed for countless hours in the closet, unable to regain your breathing as tears streamed uncontrollably down your cheek. You tried to breathe slowly, but that only resulted in you crying harder.

You slowly gained control of yourself, breathing softly and slowly as you tried to block out the thoughts about Taehyung.

You sat in the closet, curled into the corner as your body trembled from both being cold and hungry.

"Y-Yoongi" you called out, hesitating as you didn't know what he might do.

"Yoongi are you home" you called out again, but no one replied.

You got on your knees, looking through the small slits in the closet door as you peaked out; reaching up as you carefully grasped the cold metal door knob.

The door was locked as you let it go, looking out again.

"H-hello.." you nearly whispered as you leaned back against the wall slightly, your stomach growling as you held your stomach. You were terribly hungry, you haven't eaten in 3 days and you felt yourself growing weaker by the second.

Your vision became blurred as you grew dizzy, your hands gripping onto the few shirts hanging in the closet as you tried to hold yourself up. You couldn't hold yourself for long as you soon fell unconscious, your body falling limp against the wall.

Your ears rang as your heart pounded in your chest, your eyes slowly fluttering open as you look around the dark closet. You took a deep breath, trying to regain control of your body as you called out.

"y-yoongi! ple-ease! I-im hungry!" you called out, your voice raucous and hoarse as it cracked every time you tried to speak.

You held your head as the dizziness put you in physical pain. Your head felt like it pulsed as your headache spread behind your eyes.

You whimpered as the closet door was opened, the bright light only feeding into your headache more.

You looked up as the mint haired man hovered over you, a threatening look in his eyes.

"You called for me~?"