Jungkook's POV:

"Are you ready to go home?" I look across to RaeJae who's been staring out the window for the past 30 minutes.

I let out a sigh. She hasn't answered any of my questions this morning, almost as if she's mute.

"Good morning!" Hobie enters the room as bright as ever with clothes for the two of us in his hands.

"Hyung, these are Jimin hyungs clothes," I point to the T-Shirt and jeans.

"I know," He snickers, throwing them at me, "Here's yours Rae. I didn't want to invade your closet so I sort of just grabbed one of my hoodie and sweatpants... I hope that's okay,"

She smiles faintly at him, leaving for the bathroom to change. Hobie slowly turns to me with his eyebrows furrowed since neither of us have seen RaeJae act that way.

"She hasn't said a single word since she last spoke with Yoongi Hyung yesterday," I say.

He nods his head understandingly, "She'll come around,"

"I hope so," I reply, getting up to change into my own clothes.

I walk the best I can before getting into the hallway, instantly limping when Hobie can no longer see me. Although feels like it may fall off I don't want it to become a hinderance to my hyungs when they already have enough to worry about.

"Aish," I whimper, a sudden shock of pain running through my leg. The doctors told me that the cut struck some nerves which will take awhile to heal completely, even if it looks fine from the outside.

I gently rub the side of my thigh, attempting to straighten up and walk a few more steps. As a result, I end up dropping my T-Shirt instead

Just before I can bend down to pick it up, someone does it for me. I follow the arm up to see RaeJae looking at me sadly.

"Ah~ thank you," I play it off by trying to walk comfortably.

I don't even make it two steps before I feel her taking my arm and slinging it over her shoulders to support me. It seems like you can never get anything past this girl.

"Thank you," I say again while she helps me to the bathroom. She shrugs in response, allowing me to close the door.

How long is she going to remain like this?

I quickly change into my new clothes, holding the one given to me by the hospital. A yawn finds its way to my mouth as I look in the mirror, almost jumping once I see my reflection. I let RaeJae see me like this?!

Dark circles, greasy skin, and messy hair all stare back at me as I make a desperate attempt to fix myself.

"Aish, forget it," I sigh. It's not like she hasn't seen me like this before... it shouldn't even matter.

A knock at the door causes me to jump.

"Almost done!" I Call politely, expecting it to be another patient who needs to use the restroom. I open the door to a wheel chair with RaeJae waiting patiently.

"I don't need that," I point to it but she just pushes it closer to me.

RaeJae's POV:

'Just sit in it', I think to myself, wanting him to give himself a small break.

"I can walk just fine," He whines but I shake my head. I saw him limping in the hallway.

I push it even closer to him, refusing to move out of the doorway until he finally sits in it. I try to pull him out of the bathroom now realizing that I didn't think this far.

I'd probably barely be strong enough to push him with two hands let alone with one.

"See! You'll only hurt your hand," He exclaims, trying to get up.

I quickly push him back down and get in front of him, trying to get him to go from this direction.

"Sit down!" He laughs, forcing me to sit in the space between his legs, "Let's go!"

He starts wheeling the two of us down the hall. I almost let a smile form on my face but am just unable due to everything that's happened. I want to be happy, I sincerely do... but I can't seem to find happiness anywhere inside myself.

"Yah, What are you two doing?"

We roll to a stop when we see Namjoon standing with his arms across his chest. He is standing just outside our hospital room and it looks like the rest of the boys are inside waiting.

"Having some fun," Jungkook replies.

"Yeah well what if RaeJae fell off and broke her hand again," Namjoon rolls his eyes.

Both Jungkook and I get up out of the wheelchair, standing in front of our protective Hyung. Although I really want to help support Jungkook since his leg is clearly hurting him, I resist due to the fact that I know he wants to seem strong.

"In that case I think it's best if you stay away from her," Jungkook chuckles lightly.

Jungkook's POV:

"Rae-ah how's the arm today?" Yoongi comes out just in time before Namjoon can flick my forehead for being fresh.

I look over at her, somewhat expecting an answer considering it's Yoongi. However, surprisingly she just shrugs while going back into our hospital room.

"She hasn't spoken at all today," I tell him, watching the corner of his lips turn downwards.

The three of us that are still in the hallway decide to follow RaeJae inside of our room. I do my best to walk normally but I already know that I can only keep this up for so long. I mean, I most definitely won't be able to walk all the way out of this hospital.

"RaeJae, is there a reason why you're not talking?" Namjoon is the first to speak out of the eight of us in the room.

"She's not talking?!" Jimin gasps, "Why aren't you talking?!"

"Shhh! Don't scare her," Tae pulls him back in order to calm him down.

We all stare at her, I expecting her to finally give in and talk to us but the room stays silent. A single tear flows down her cheek but she wipes it away so quickly that I wonder if I was just imagining it to be there.

"Good morning everyone!" A nurse enters with a clipboard propped against her hip, "I'm gonna need some signatures from the patients before I can let you two go home,"

"Why won't Rae talk to us?" Jimin asks the nurse suddenly.

"Huh?"

"RaeJae. She won't talk," Jimin continues to explain.

The nurse lets out a long sigh, "This is common in patients who have recently been a victim of a traumatic experience. Sometimes the best way for them to cope with it is to go mute and let their mind process the situation on their own. We call it selective mutism,"

"Selective mutism?" Yoongi repeats.

"Yes. The only cure is to basically give her some time. She may speak in certain situations and then may not at other times. The best thing for you to do is treat her as you normally would and let her talk when she's ready," the nurse explains.

None of us say anything. Mostly because none of us know what to say. I didn't even know selective mutism was a thing until just now and it sounds awful.

I sign off on all the release forms, waiting for RaeJae to finish up with hers. She has a few extras due to the fact that she will be receiving therapy to help get her back to the way she used to be.

I truly hope it won't talk her long to bounce back to normal.

"Now I just ask that the both of you will allow yourselves to be wheeled out of the hospital. You may not need it but it's protocol," The nurse says before leaving. Thank God for protocol.

"Someone else sit in the passenger seat," Yoongi tells us once we make it to our car.

"But you always want front seat?" I raise my eyebrows at him.

"Yeah, well, not today. Here, your take it," He basically forces me to get in front due to the fact that he wheeled me right to the passenger side door.

"RaeJae, would you like anything to eat?" Jin asks. Is he expecting an answer?

She shakes her head, getting into the car next to Yoongi. Through the mirror in the front of the car I can see Jimin biting his nails. Jimin never bites his nails...

He's been a lot different since that day and I think it's obvious as to why. Yoongi keeps blaming everything on him when Jimin already blames himself more than he should be.

All he wanted to do is help and that's most important. I just wish RaeJae would be the The one to tell him that it's not his fault...

Too bad she won't talk.

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Today I moved into my boarding school's dorm! There are so many people from all around the world it's crazy.

Luckily there is a girl who I have yet to meet who is also from America on my same floor. (It's hard to become good friends w some of the international students because usually they'll speak their native language w students who come from the same place)

I also have my friend from England coming in a week so hopefully I'll be able to settle in quickly.