Recap: Finally, after months of deception, the cat was out of the bag. Jimin and Areum were exposed for the return of Irene and for the cause of the lovebird's break up.

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<Y/n P O V>

Rage had overcome me. My ability to think rationally was long gone. My vision; clouded by disappointment. I paid no mind to anything that had happened around me anymore. There was only static. It played over and over in my head with one thing breaching that static. That one thing, being the start to getting my life back in order.

Reporting that son of a bitch that caused all of this.

I marched out of that cafeteria with resolve flooding my veins. I that moment, nothing was going to stop me. I ignored the words of those who had tried reasoning with me. The only person that actually followed behind was Jungkook. To be quite honest, I don't think anyone knew what the proper way to react to this was--myself included.

"Noona! Hold on!" Jungkook called while progressively getting closer and closer.

I chose to ignore the poor bunny. I did not want to listen. I feared that he would try to calm me down and talk me out of it and I didn't want that.

The two of us were already out of the cafeteria, speed-walking in the hallway. Each time he called out to me, it sounded louder and louder. It wasn't his volume that was changing but rather the distance between us. When suddenly, he caught me by the arm, bringing us both to a halt.

"What?" I yelled out impulsively, "Are you gonna tell me that I should just wait and think things through?"

"Noona, just listen..."

"Listen? Please Jungkook, I'm dying to hear this." I yelled out again, "Tell me how I'm being irrational, get it over with!"

Silence had overridden the conversation. All that could be heard was my heavy breathing from having shouted with all of my might. Jungkook just stood there with his hand still holding onto my arm as if he were trying to help me regain my composure.

"I'm not here to stop you," he spoke out softly but clearly.

Once again, silence. My shallow breathing had calmed down. The thought of his words calmed me down. Ever so slowly, he released his grip from my arm and took a step back.

"Noona, you really are like an older sister to me," he said in the most sincere voice ever, "and you treat me like your little brother."

"Your point?" I asked bluntly.

"My point is that a brother has to protect his sister, isn't it?"

I looked at him with eyes of both wonder and confusion. He simply patted me on my back twice and continued to walk in front of me in the same direction. I had assumed that this meant that he would stand by me. He would help me see this through. That's exactly what I needed at this point. I just needed someone to support me.

"Hey, Jungkook?" I called out, earning a mere hum, "Thank you."

The two of us had arrived at the police station. Everything had kept replaying in my mind at this point. Everything. From how filthily I was treated by my own guardians to how betrayed I felt when Jimin broke my trust.

My mind had been filled with this seemingly loud static. I hated it. I hated the silence that grew too loud in my headspace. Even though I had Jungkook beside me the entire time, I was scared. I was terrified.

"Hey," Jungkook spoke out, gaining my attention and making me lose my train of thought, "You want me to come in with you?"

With one simple gesture, he got the idea of what I had been trying to say. I simply shook my head at him, declining his offer.

"I need to do this alone," I spoke out bravely, earning a reassuring nod from the younger boy standing in front of me.

"I'll be outside if you need me."

With that, I walked into the police station with my heart in my hand. I was being brave, but the truth is that I was terrified. I was scared that the people here would judge me just like how everybody at school did.

What if they had made fun of me for not reporting it earlier or called me weak for not standing up for myself. What if they slut-shamed me, saying that I liked it and that's why I kept silent.

"Miss? Can I help you?" a voice asked from behind the counter.

Gulping down the saliva that had resided in my mouth, I took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly. The lady behind the counter had a warm smile on her face. It somewhat calmed me down a bit, motivating me to take steps closer to her.

"I'd like to lay a charge."

"Can I ask the reason and the charge?" She asked me in a calming voice.

"The reason would be..." I cooed again and finally said in a slight whisper, "molestation."

The lady had no noticeable reaction. I expected a slight cringe or a smirk of sorts, but no. Not once did she make me feel uncomfortable. She simply continued to input the details on her desktop.

"I know that it may be hard to say now, but can I have their details?" she asked me calmly while handing me a clipboard with a form to fill in details.

This gave me a sense of reassurance. Her calm and collected demeanour gave me strength. I knew that I could do this. I knew that everything would be okay now. I was done running away.

After thanking her, I took hold of the forms and had started to fill them out on the side of the counter. The forms required my personal details and that of the molester. It took me a good few minutes to complete, but once it was, I handed it back to her with confidence.

She scanned over the page to look for any mistakes that I could have possibly made. Something on that page made her eyebrows furrow. She looked at me with eyes of confusion.

"Are you sure this is the correct name of the assailant?" She asked, making me wonder why she said assailant.

"I wouldn't go as far as to call it assault," I cooed back at her, "But yes. Why do you ask?"

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<A few minutes later>

I walked out of that police station looking and feeling more confused and guilty than I had ever felt. What I had just discovered made me question my choices thus far. Had I have done things differently, maybe the situation would have been a bit better.

I approached Jungkook with my heavy heart, only to find him standing next to somebody whom I had wished not to see so soon. The sight of him doesn't even make me sick to my stomach anymore. It makes me hurt. Park Jimin.

"I know that I'm probably the last person you want to see right now,"

"Now is really not the best time," I interjected him

"Y/n, just hear me out. Five minutes is all I--"

"Please!" I yelled, interjecting him, "Not now, Jimin."

The solemn look on my face was obvious. The two boys had pieced together that I was not exactly in the best state of mind. They wore an expression that accentuated their concern. As for me, the guilt had begun taking over.

"Noona?" Jungkook spoke out in a concerned tone of voice.

There was a noticeable hint of trepidation in my eyes. There was a part in me that blamed myself for not speaking up earlier and preventing this whole mess. However, there was another part in me that was glad.

"He was already arrested."

They both hung their heads loose. Their mouths, ajar with disbelief. The sight of Jimin still frustrated me, but I had more important things on my mind now.

"But that makes no sense," Jungkook wined in confusion, "you said that you never reported it before."

"I may not have, but he was charged for sexual assault in his workplace."

Not a word was uttered by either of the boys. I tried my best not to acknowledge the miniature-sized one, but whenever my gaze did meet his, he could feel the anger and resentment.

As for Jungkook, he just stood there, trying to figure out a solution when he doesn't even know if there was a problem.

"Saturday morning," I chimed, breaking the silence that resides between us, "I'm going to the detention centre to see him one last time."

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Authors Note

AAHHH!! It feels so good to update again! I missed you guysssss!!!!

It really fills me with so much of joy! I struggled a bit with the ending, but it is now back up and running!

Back to updating on Fridays ;D

Also, shout out to -cutiechaes who added 'The Z Files' to her library.