~Y/N POV~

There he was, finally after a few weeks he's standing in front of me thankfully fully clothed but with wet hair, rubbing the towel against it.

He sighed and walked towards his bed, throwing the towel on to a small table just to the side to then sit in his bed.

"To be honest I didn't think you'd actually come here." Jungkook

He speaks so well for someone that's apparently drunk.

"I thought you were drunk?"

With his eyes lighting up at my question he glanced at Hobi and Jin just behind me and then back to me with no expression shown on his face.

"The shower sobered me up a little and I wasn't fully drunk. I'd never allow myself to get that drunk again." Jungkook

His sights dropped to the floor. I knew exactly what he meant.

"You can sit down somewhere you know. I can tell this will be a long conversation and you'll have a lot to say or ask." Jungkook

I nod to inch my way to a chair he had in the corner of the room, not taking my eyes off him for a second or to even trust him enough to turn my back to him.

When I sat down both Jin and Hobi stood there watching the two of us closely.

"Do you still want us to stay y/n? We can leave if you want or stay it doesn't bother us?" Jin

"BUT if we leave I'm going no further than yoongis room with that DOOR open, do you understand Jungkook?" Hobi

He glared at Jungkook with a pointed finger at him. Jungkook only nodded, staring down to the floor with his elbows on his knees.

"So Y/n, do you still want us to stay with you?" Jin

I crossed my arms over my chest, watching Jungkook sitting on his bed quietly. He hasn't even looked at me since I sat in this chair. Just watching him right now only reminds me of that shy boy I use to know in school, a guy that couldn't possibly be capable of hurting me in anyway or anyone for that matter.

Do I want Jin and Hobi to go?

No, I don't.

But would I get much out of Jungkook if they were here?

Probably not and sitting where I am right now, from this distance and from the view I can see right throw the third door that leads to Yoongis bedroom. I can see how Yoongi was laying down on his bed, one arm behind his head as he scrolls on his phone.

Maybe it would be okay if it was just the two of us in this room but ONLY with the door open and Jungkook far away from it.

"I don't want any of you to leave, but maybe......maybe it would be best for the both of us to speak alone."

"Y/n, I'm not closing that door if you want us to leave. I'll for the both of you speaking but not totally alone." Hobi

I sighed to look at Hobi how was looking at me like I was out of my mind right now, but I need to talk to Jungkook and I have this funny feeling he won't talk much when he can see his two friends standing there.

"I don't want the door closed Hobi. I don't want to be completely alone with him, just enough to speak to one another. Like he said, this is going to be a long conversation."

I eyed Jungkook quietly on the bed who was now staring right at me. My breath hitched, noticing him looking at me the way he was and he immediately looked back down at the floor.

"Okay, well if you need us we'll be in Yoongi's room." Jin

I watched them both with how Jin grabbed Hobi's hand and dragged the glaring friend out the room. I continued to watch how Jin let go of Hobis hand and they both sat down on the edge of Yoongi's bed and they began to speak to one another but Hobi was still watching me. I gave him a small smile with a nod, just to tell him I'll be fine, he's right there. I can see him and he can see me.

"So, where do you want to start Y/n?" Jungkook

I tore my sights from Hobi to look at Jungkook who was now leaning up against the headboard of his bed on the far end of the room, a keep distance from the open door between the two rooms.

"The beginning."

"What about it? Do you mean the first time I saw you or that night?" Jungkook

To be honest I wanted to know more about this apparent obsession he has with me and if that meant it started long before that night then I'd like to know.

"The first time we met?"

He chuckled with his hand resting on his lap and his legs stretched out but crossed over one another.

"I saw you long before we actually met Y/n." Jungkook

I frowned in confusion at his words.

"What do you mean?"

He licked his lips, his sights set on the table next to his bed.

"The first time I laid eyes on you, we were both eight years old." Jungkook

How? When?

I don't ever remember meeting him until I was at least ten, when I moved schools across the city. That's when I first met him, not when I was eight. I think I would of remembered.

"I don't remember meeting you then."

"We didn't officially meet. I watched you from afar." Jungkook

Okay, I still don't know when this happened.

"Okay? When did you first see me then?"

I wanted answers and to fully get a view of what the hell is wrong with him I'll need him to tell me everything just so I could finally tell him EXACTLY how I feel about all of this.

His eyes met mine for a brief second before he looked up to the ceiling with a small smile on his face.

"I'll never forget it. My dad took me to Hoseok's house one evening, he needed to do some business with his dad. He told me to go play with Hoseok who was in the garden, but when I went to go find him, instead I saw you. You were sitting on the swing in the garden laughing, while Hoseok pushed you. I was so frozen by how beautiful you looked with your little purple dress and pink pigtails, I couldn't find the courage to go over and talk to either one of you. None of you knew I was there." Jungkook

With his eyes squeezed shut, head tilted up to the ceiling he sighed.

"But my dad, he caught me staring at you the way I did and took me home before either one of you saw me. I got one hell of a beating for it. I still to this day have no idea why." Jungkook

I gasped.

"Your dad would hit you?"

He nods slowly with his eyes still shut.

"Yeah, amongst other things. Which is why I have this." Jungkook

He pointed to the scar on his cheek just below his eye.

"My father is a nasty piece of work. I guess it runs in the family huh?" Jungkook

He let out a bittersweet chuckle to open his eyes and meet mine.

"Not with Jihyun though. I'll be damned if he turns out anything like you or your father."

He nods and forced a smile. I could tell it was forced as I remember his genuine smile, that I actually miss seeing strangely.

"I agree. I wouldn't want him to turn out anything like us either which is why you should watch out for his nightmares. That's how it started with me, along with my fathers abuse just didn't help at all and I have no clue if it was the same for him but I wouldn't want to take any chances." Jungkook

"Are you saying I should take him to a therapist or something, just to be sure?"

Again he nods without saying anything this time but only hums. It's my decision anyway if that's what's best but just to be in the safe said, if it runs in the family then I might as well get him checked out.

"What is it you have anyway?"

He chuckled amusingly at my question and shakes his head to look down at his lap.

"You make it should like I have a disease Y/n." Jungkook

I just shrugged and quickly glanced nervously at Hobi through the door who was still like he said he would be and then back to Jungkook, who was no longer smiling but frowning.

"He's still there Y/n don't worry about it. I wont touch, I wont even come near you." Jungkook

I could sense the tension building up in the room, and I suddenly remembered Yoongi said that somethings can trigger him, it's just wondering what that was.

"I know."

With him now glaring at the back of the open door, he finally answered my question.

"I have what they call borderline personality disorder. I also suffer from, PTSD from the dealing with my father and not to mention I'm manic depressive, or what other would call it bipolar." Jungkook

Wow, he does have a lot of problems.

Out of nowhere he starts to laugh.

"I know what you're thinking right. I'm one crazy dude. That's why I kept quiet in school and didn't dare talk to anyone, but my friends outside school and you." Jungkook

"We didn't talk outside school Jungkook."

He nods once, now no longer laughing.

"True, but do you ever remember seeing me talk to anyone during school." Jungkook

As he waits for my answer with one brow raised, sleeves rolled up, arms still crossed over his chest, I tried to think back. I don't remember ever seeing him talk to anyone but me. When Mia and Jennie use to say hi to him or something he use to just smile and nod once and that was it.

"No, I don't remember."

"Exactly. I mean I did sometimes to deal with certain people." Jungkook

"What is that suppose to mean?"

He shrugged at me, like it was nothing special.

"That I just dealt with the losers that would say one bad thing about you. Don't you ever think why I never got picked on for being the quiet and shy guy in school? Or why no one ever said anything bad to your face?" Jungkook

"But people did speak bad about me when I was pregnant."

I was only stating a fact but that seemed to have lit a fire in his eyes. He leaned his upper body over his legs, his chest almost resting on them, staring dead into my eyes with his.

"Yes, but never to your face. You only heard it in passing and I dealt with them personally or the others would do it for me as you had seen for yourself with some I'm sure." Jungkook

"That still doesn't make up for your actions Jungkook."

Again he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and exhaling, with a little nod.

"Yes, I know." Jungkook

He breathed out.

"What else would you like to know Y/n?" Jungkook

"Why did you rape me?"

His eyes were still shut tight but he only seems to squeeze them tighter together and drop his head, his chin to his chest.

"I have no idea. I was drunk, my alcohol tasted funny all night and I heard you get up and go to the bathroom and all I had on my mind was that amazing kiss we had before Namjoon interrupted us. Only after did I realise what I had done when it was too late." Jungkook

"Do you remember any of it?"

Surprisingly he shook his head and pulled his legs up to his chest to wrap his arms around them.

"Not really. Little bits and pieces here and there but enough to know it was me and I couldn't stop myself." Jungkook

I heard him sniff a couple times and use the back of his hand to wipe his eyes. If he's crying I don't feel any sympathy to be honest but at the same time I felt a tug to go and hug him like I usually would do for anyone crying, before all this I wouldn't hesitate to walk over to him and give him a cuddle but not right now.

"I'm so sorry Y/n. I-I truly don't have the words to tell you how sorry I am. I r-regret everything I did to you, your parents kicking you out, the humiliation you got from school, everything. B-but I don't regret Jihyun, I'm sorry but I just don't. He's the only good thing out of all this mess and pain I caused you." Jungkook

The sincerity in his pleading voice brought a tear to my eye. He genuinely sounds sorry for his actions but I'm no where near to forgiving. It'll take a lot more than that, but it's a start.

Without thinking about my next actions I stood up from the chair and walked over to him, to sit beside him and put my hand on his shoulder as he cried.

"I don't regret Jihyun either Jungkook, but I still can't forgive you for what you did to me. It scarred me for many years and I'm still not over it. Something like will take time since it's still so fresh in my mind, it's not easy to forget what happened and it stained the memory of my senior year of school and I lost my family because of the incident. It totally ruined and broke me Jungkook."

He was nodding as I had spoken to him, his head still lowered to his chest, crying his remorseful tears that almost had to me crying at this point.

"I'm sorry Y/n." Jungkook

He whispered but I heard it anyway and patted his shoulder.

"Maybe one day we'll get through this, I don't know what will happen but all I care about right now is my son and his happiness. He loves you so much and you two have seemed to have formed some sort of bond I don't understand. From now on I think we should be civil for his sake but he can't know you're his father until further notice, okay?"

He nods understanding what I'm saying. As long as we're on the same page and he knows I haven't forgiven him for what he's done but that in some twisted way we have to work together to allow our son to have a happy life no matter the fucked up situation.

"I understand. I-I don't want him to be like me Y/n. He can't turn out like me." Jungkook

He lifts his head, showing his red puffy eyes to wipe his nose with the back of his hand. I sighed and mentally slapped myself with what I was about to say next.

"I guess we'll have to work together on that won't we?"

His eyes lit up and he hung his mouth open to say something but Jin ran into the room, waving around a small rectangle shape box in his hand.

"You two need to see this!" Jin