"Is that all you're good at, running away," I hear a crazed voice shout behind me before footsteps are thundering after my own.

"Why can't you just tell us," a voice snaps as my wrist is gripped into a tight hold before I'm being forced to turn.

My teary eyes lock onto Yoongi's mad ones, my wrist numbing from his bruising grip.

"I just can't," I angrily snap back as rage fills my own eyes. He puffs out a breath of air, harshly leaving my wrist as he runs a hand through his messy hair.

"Why not?" a softer voice asks from the shadows before Kook is shyly stepping out with his ears drooped across his face.

The anger bubbles violently as it's heated by the pressure around me. I don't mean to snap, but I do...

"Why can't you just understand?"

He violently flinches back into Namjoon who had inched closer to the bunny without my knowledge. The anger slightly sizzles away at his reaction, a growl being heard somewhere in the distance.

My ears seemed to drown out the sounds around me as Tae launched for me, knocking me harshly into the hard, cold ground below. My body racks with pain as he snarls in my face, my eyes taking on a hazy edge as I slightly zone out.

"Y/n," a worried voice shouts before Tae is being pulled off my body and I'm being pulled up by another. My eyes finally take in my surroundings as the sounds around hit me at full force.

Jungkook has hid himself in his alphas arms, Tae is being held back by Yoongi and Hoseok, and it hurts...everything just hurts.

The tears seem to come back with a vengeance as I collapse into the arms that hold me, a worried whimper escaping lips close to my ear.

I look down through blurry eyes to see rings placed delicately around small fingers that I recognise as Jimin's, surprising me that it's him who holds me up and not Jin.

It doesn't take long before a deafening growl is overpowering everyone else's noises of aggression and hurt as Namjoon looks at us all with darkness surrounding his orbs.

"That's enough," he bellows out after protecting Kookie's ears with his hands, pushing the frightened bunny further into his chest.

"Y/n, we want an explanation if we are to stay here," he tells me sternly. "We will leave if you don't. We can't be living with a crazy person."

I feel like I'm being blackmailed in a way, but I can also see where he's coming from; you wouldn't want to be living with someone who fights back in their sleep without knowing what's up with them.

I feel my head drop in submission as his aura radiates dominance making me feel even more weak than usual. Jin is soon rushing over to help Jimin stabilise me before they're walking me back towards the living room where it all started.

I feel guilt crawl through my system as I blame myself for everyone shouting at each other. It makes me feel like a bad person.

"What would you like to know?" I finally ask once I'm settled back into my previous position on the sofa, but with Jin and Jimin on either side of me.

Joon just scoffs as he glares at me. "I think you know what we want to know by now Y/n."

I gulp, my mouth feels suddenly dry from the intense stares that surround me. "My grandparents built the HPS building up from scratch when no one else would step forward to help hybrids. They made an empire out of nothing which came to help more people than they realised. My parents got into the business when my grandparents started to expand to other places. I never really cared for all that crap because I wanted to become a designer for a fashion company. I had dreams and my parents knew that so they never stopped me when I wanted to pursue them," I say with a scoff as I wipe the stray tear that escapes my eye.

"It all changed when I realised just how much hybrids suffered. I started to study the hybrid laws and all about how hybrids functioned. It took me years before I even qualified as a doctor but I learnt while also helping out at the original building built here in Korea. At first I started out by helping children get better, often staying to the sideline so I could learn from someone else. Realising how much I loved doing this job, I eventually moved up to help adults and got my qualifications to become a surgeon. My views drastically changed about hybrids. I finally believed that they were good and that they wouldn't hurt humans who helped - God I was so naive," I bitterly state.

I hear a small grumble escape one of the boys, making me stop my story as I look up. "What are you trying to say exactly?" Hoseok grunts out in slight anger.

"I'm saying that hybrids don't always need a motive to hurt someone," I answer softly with a half crooked grin. "During my early years of working at the HPS I was commuting to work on foot. I didn't believe that I could be attacked because I helped hybrids, I believed in them."

"D-Did someone a-attack you?" Jungkook stutters out with his doe eyes straining wide from where he still clings onto Namjoon on an opposing sofa.

More tears pushed stubbornly past my eyes once the words escaped him, silently answering everyone's questions before they were answered. "I was just walking like usual before I was being dragged harshly into a dark alleyway. I didn't know what to do, my throat had clogged up and before I could scream, my mouth was already being covered by someone – I also didn't assume it was a hybrid," I answer sharply, cutting myself off as I turn to face Taehyung who had rolled his eyes subtly. "I had no reason to suspect a hybrid but it was. His ears and tail were so recognisable, I just knew it was a hyena. Of course my thoughts were proven true once he cackled just like one would."

I pause to gather myself, feeling my energy slowly fade as the memories finally break past the barrier, swarming around my mind like bees high off honey. "H-He told me to be quiet, that he hadn't had his fun. I could feel myself breaking once he ripped my-"

A sob tears harshly at my throat as the tears rush down like a waterfall. My head falls into my arms before I'm being pulled into another. Hands gently caress my back as tears drop silently on my neck. "You don't have to continue," a soft voice whispers into my ear. I just shake my head before I'm pulling back from the arms that felt like my only lifeline.

"I have to," I force myself to say as I move to sit up straighter, letting my eyes stare at a blank wall, unwilling to look at anyone else. "I always wanted to save myself for someone I loved," I start to say softly as the tears still flow down my face, but more silently than before. "He took that from me. He violated my body once he started touching it. I felt useless. Once he started, it was like I lost all knowledge of how to move and how to speak. I froze up. I just let him do it."

My voice loses emotions the further I go on, scaring even myself as I tighten my arms around my knees.

"Once he had finished he told me that I'd deserved it, that all humans were the same. He beat me to unconsciousness which is how Solar found me. For years I felt like my body wasn't mine. I had to learn how to trust and how to be around hybrids again. Even though it was hard, I still managed to pull through and I thought that I was getting better, but obviously I'm not."

I feel bitter towards myself as the realisation sets in that I may never get over the trauma that I endured all those years ago. My trance is snapped short as I'm pulled into a pair of arms that crush me, my body being flung up from its previous position.

It comes as an extreme shock to me once i realise that it's Tae who had embraced my body, Tae who had squished me to his shivering form and Tae who had silently wiped my tears away as he moved to lay his forehead against my own where we still stood.

His eyes bore into my own, the dark circles conveying a thousand emotions at once. My hands shakily move up to wipe at his own tears.

"It's okay."

Two words muttered. Two words that I spoke. Two words and I don't know if they're said to reassure him or me.

"It's all gonna be okay."

One single tear, a tender drop so pure, clings to his eyelashes, begging to be set free. One blink and it is. The tear travels down, wilting like a flower on a hot summer's day.

I don't know if it's beautiful or sad as I move to cover the tracks of what once was. Burying the sadness deep down like it's nothing.

It seems like centuries have passed before we're pulling away from the tight embrace.

A throat clears, reminding us of those who surround us as a light blush covers both of our tear-stained cheeks. "Maybe we should tell our stories as well," Namjoon offers kindly.

It surprises me – shocks me as I step back further from Tae, falling back into my seat. "Y-You don't have to," I reassure him with wide eyes. "If it's too sensitive, you don't have to."

He looks around, connecting with everyone's eyes as he goes; silent confirmation before he's looking back at me with determination. "We want to."

Tae had shifted back to his own seat, his sleeves making cute sweater paws to make sure that any trace of tears is long gone.

"Should we start with the eldest first?"