Ok, this Y/N's past story. Please handle it well.

It all started at the end of freshman year. I, my young self was very happy when school was over for summer break. The pool, sun, vacations, hanging out with friends, just having a good time like a typical teenage girl would do every summer. Wrong. That day when I came home, things started to change.

"I'm home!" I shout while setting down my things. I would always get a reply from one of my parents. Maybe they didn't hear me. "I'm home!" I shout again. Still, no answer. Worried, I go upstairs and creep slowly to the bedroom door. I could hear my mom crying. I open the door and see her holding onto a teddy bear that my dad won for her back when they dated in high school. "Hey mom, what's wrong?" I ask sitting down beside her to comfort her. "He's not coming back." She says through her tears. "Who's not coming back?" "Your dad Y/N. He's dead, not coming ever."

After that incident of my father's death, my mom was in so much pain. My parents have been in a relationship for so many years and for them to break apart like this, she couldn't bear it. She never told me how he died, she was mute. It was decided that I would stay with my aunt and uncle who live an hour away. That was a bad decision. That is where things started to go down hill.

"I hope you'll be ok mom." I give my mute mother a hug. She hugs me back saying nothing. We were waiting for my aunt to pick me up. I wanted to stay with my mom. I never liked my aunt and uncle. And they never liked me. Good thing they didn't have children. My aunt (who was my mom's sister) was jealous of me for some apparent reason. Her husband HATED me.

BEEP! Looks like she arrived. I say my last good bye to mom and my aunt goes out of the car. She looks at me with a disgusted face. My mom waves to her and gives off a sad smile and goes back into the house  alone. "You have to listen to everything I say. I don't want you to disobey me."  She sternly tells me. Her devil, icy blue eyes could terrify a baby, even a full grown adult. She opens the trunk for me to put my luggage in. I take the two suitcases and place them gently .

Before I could take my hands out, she smashes the trunk lid on my hands. I wince in pain, luckily she opened it back up quickly . I take a look at my hands and see them bruised pretty badly. "You'll be fine." She says and goes in the driver's seat. I quickly go inside the car, afraid she would go off , leaving me behind.

When we arrive at the house, I could see my uncle's car parked at the drive way. My uncle hated me more than my aunt did. "You will be sleeping in the basement on the sofa in your stay with us." The basement was the most cold place in the house. I knew she would do this on purpose. I take my luggage and enter the house with my aunt.

My uncle was sitting in the kitchen, eating soup. "Hello." I say to him, bowing in respect. He doesn't even look up from his soup. "Go to the basement and don't come out until one of us tells you too." "Yes sir." I gather up my stuff and go to the basement.

At the school I went to when I entered the sophomore year, it was a normal school. But there was this group, who people avoided the most.

Ughh where is this locker of mine? I think to myself, trying to look for my locker. BUMP! I fall on my butt. "Watch it squirt!" This unknown voice shouts at me. "Oh, I'm sorry." I apologize and get up. When I could have a good look at her, she was wearing all black with a white face mask. I bow and apologize again and quickly walk away.

When school ended, I was totally lost. There was so many students at the entry, talking, laughing, etc. But then I saw that girl again, she was with 3 other girls wearing the same outfit. People passed them with scared looks. I wonder why......

"I'm home!" I shout. My uncle comes from the living room with a scary face. "Well hello Y/N." And he slaps me in the face. And again. Then again for 3 straight minutes. After his last slap, he looked at me and took me by the wrist tightly and dragged me to the basement. I was crying. His hits were so strong! When we arrived at the basement (which was where I stayed) he tossed me in there like I was some animal. He threw my stuff too and closed the door, locking it. I was breathing so heavy. I touched my face and felt the hotness of the hit. "Oh why does it have to be like this?" I ask myself and curl into a ball, crying.

Now this kept going on everyday and every night. They both abused me and fed me so little. I was locked in that tiny basement, with a tiny bathroom, and low internet. Good thing I had unlimited data(I don't have unlimited lol) I wanted to tell someone, anyone, but I was too scared if they would find out. But there was this one boy, who I thought he would be there for me.

"You need help?" Someone asks me. The class was working on a math worksheet and to be honest, I was having so much trouble on it. "Yeah, I just don't understand this at all." I reply. He chuckles. "Here, let's start with number one."

His name was Yongguk(yes the one from B.A.P)Since that day, we would always hang out after school. But every time I would go out with him, I'd end up late at home, past the time I'm supposed to be at. The abuse would get worse. I felt worthless, I didn't want to do anything in the world. I always wore clothes to hide my bruises and cuts. I remember, this one time I came home L A T E because I was out with Yongguk, playing and hanging out at an arcade.

Oh shoot, I'm so late! Yongguk insisted walking me home. We've been so close lately, I formed a crush on him. "Well this is the place." I say stopping in front of the door. "Hey I need to tell you something Y/N." He said. I wish I let him speak but it was really getting late. "Umm can you tell me tomorrow? My aunt and uncle must be worried about me." I ask him. He smiles and nods. We say our goodbyes and he leaves. I take a deep breath and enter the house, where I find my aunt and uncle standing there with a very disgusted, mean look on their faces.

That night, it was different.

My uncle through a nearby vase at my face. I mainly protected my eyes, glass cut the the corners of them though, but my head was the disaster. My aunt kicked my stomach and I fell to the floor, unconscious.

I woke up in the basement. I felt bandages on my head. Looks like a medic came. My head hurt so much, my eyes were easily healed and not that much damage. But it was my head, it was like the headache that was worse than the worst headache anyone can have. My aunt forced me to go to school, even though I was in no condition to go out. I didn't feel like eating anyways and I quickly left the house.

I arrive at the school. I got looks and whispers about me. The group of girls everyone was avoiding looked at me silently. "Y/N! Oh God what happened to you!" Yongguk panics, he left his group of friends and cupped my face, staring at me. "Please don't look Yongguk. I'm not worth the worry." I cry. Oh I cried my heart out. He hugs me. His presence was so warm. "Don't say that Y/N." He even starts to tear up. "You are worth everything to me. I want you to keep living. Please stay with me, I'll make you happy." He pecks my lips. "Thank you so much Yongguk." He then pulls up my sleeves to see the cuts. He kisses each one, mumbling something in between every kiss.

To be continued.........