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You woke up in a dark room, and you wondered why this always happened to you. You tried moving, but of course, your hands were tied up. You looked around, noticing that the walls had mirrors on them, then you heard a knock, a door opening, then footsteps.

"Hi, princess."

You recognized that the voice belonged to Taehyung. "What do you want, Taehyung?"

"We told you we would get that information sooner or later, didn't we?"

"And what will you do if I don't tell you anything?"

"There's a list of things I could do to you, princess."

You gave him a dirty look. "I told you to stop calling me that."

"Calm down Seungbi." He smirked. "We just want to play with you a little."

He walked up to you and tucked some hair behind your ear, lowering himself to whisper; "I've had my eyes on you ever since Noah started dating you."

"What?"

"Seungbi, this may be shocking, but Noah is Jungkook's little brother. Noah would show us pictures of you when he came over. That night we burnt your house down and basically held you hostage outside, Noah asked us to track you down. He wanted you back, still does, even after you stabbed him in the hospital room. However, we want you more than he does."

He lowered his voice on that last part, sending shivers down your spine, then six other men walked in.

You scoffed. "What do you guys want from me?"

"We want you, Seungbi." Hoseok smirked. "Every part of you."

"Don't touch me."

Hoseok went up to you, leaned down and put his hand on your thigh. "What are you going to do about it, Seungbi?"

They didn't tie you up very good, and they didn't even notice that the ropes weren't around you anymore.

"This."

You jumped up out of your chair and grabbed Hoseok by the hair. He tried getting away, but you had a pretty good grip on him. You pinpointed a nerve in his neck and held it until he passed out, then you looked at the other boys. "Who's next?"

"Seungbi, we just want to spend a little time with you before you leave." Namjoon said.

Yoongi and Jungkook grabbed your arms and started pushing you out of the room. You ended up in front of a room, and Yoongi and Jungkook pushed you in, making you fall onto the bed. Namjoon and Taehyung came in and locked the door, and you noticed that Taehyung had a knife in his hand and Namjoon had ropes in his. Taehyung walked behind you and sat on the bed with you.

"Talk to us, and we won't use these." Namjoon spoke up.

"I'm not telling you anything."

Since you said no, Taehyung brought the knife to your arm and cut you fairly deep. "Why aren't you screaming?"

"That would require me to tell you something about me, now wouldn't it, Taehyung?"

Namjoon groaned. "Just tell us how you're associated with Seungcheol."

"No."

Once again, the knife was brought down, but into your shoulder blade this time. You still kept your mouth shut, even though it hurt.

"Okay, since you won't talk, we'll just play with you and see how you like that." Namjoon smirked.

He got close to you, and you brought your foot into his chest, causing him to stumble back. Taehyung pulled you back and laid you down, his knee to your chest.

You noticed he was shaking slightly, and smirked. "Are you scared?"

You caught him off guard, so his grip loosened on the knife. You yanked it out of his hands, switching positions to where your knee was on his chest. You put the knife to his side and leaned down to his ear.

"Tell everyone else to let me leave, or all of you are going down, okay?" He nodded and looked at Namjoon.

"Namjoon, let her leave."

Namjoon thought about it for a second and nodded, so you got off of Taehyung, the knife still ready in your hand. You walked past everyone, towards the door. Once you opened the door, you ran for it. You were about half way down the road when you heard a gunshot, then felt an extreme pain in your thigh. You did scream this time, but you got up and continued running.

You kept wondering if your body could handle everything going on. Were you losing too much blood? Why had everything been happening to you and at such a fast pace? In your whole lifetime, you had never been hurt as much as you had been in the past few days.

You were close to the house, and the streets and sidewalks were empty, so you continued walking and eventually got to the house.

In the meantime, Seungkwan got out of bed, since he was thirsty. It was four in the morning, and when he went down to the kitchen, he heard weird noises behind the front door. He grabbed a frying pan and hid behind the door, waiting for it to open.

You opened the door, and Seungkwan was ready, "Intruder! Intruder!"

He hit you in the back with the frying pan pretty hard, and you looked up at him through the dark. "What the heck, Seungkwan. It's me!"

"Seungbi?" Seungkwan gasped.

Next thing you knew, the lights were turned on and twelve boys were staring at you and Seungkwan. "What the heck did you do to my sister?" Seungcheol asked.

You couldn't really pay attention, since you were much more focused on the bullet in your leg, but someone else was, too.

"Seungbi, what happened? Why do you have blood everywhere- there's a hole in your leg!" Mingyu exclaimed.

"I'll tell you in a second," you winced. "It hurts."

Everyone looked at Seungcheol. "I knew you guys were gonna do that." He said.

He helped you walk over to the couch and the rest of the boys sat around you, while Seungcheol got the needed materials and sat back down. "This is going to hurt a lot, so don't kick me, okay?"

You nodded. "Okay."

You felt a hand intertwine with yours, and you looked up to see Jihoon smiling down at you. You forced a small smile back, then you put your attention back on Seungcheol. You felt the tweezers go into your thigh, making you wince and squeeze Jihoon's hand.

Several minutes later, you felt him pull the bullet out of your wound, then he cleaned up all three wounds and bandaged them for you.

"Okay," Seungcheol sighed. "Now you can tell us."

Jihoon let go of your hand and put his to his side. You told them everything, from getting taken out of your bed, to being shot. "Then Seungkwan hit me with a frying pan."

They looked at each other with concerned looks, then back at you. "I'm sorry we weren't there to help you, Seungbi. We need to protect you better." Jeonghan said.

Chan sighed. "We need to do something soon."

"We can figure that out later, but right now, we all need sleep."

"But, someone needs to stay with her to protect her, right, Seungcheol?" Vernon said.

Seungcheol didn't exactly look happy about the idea, but he did think it was a good idea. "Yeah, I guess so. I don't want anything bad to happen." Everyone except Seungcheol started fussing over who could stay with you. "Boys will be boys."

You laughed at Seungcheol's statement and looked over at the boys. They had started playing a series of quick games, and Soonyoung won. He helped you up the stairs and into your room, gently placing you onto your bed. He sat in the chair next to you and promised he would keep you safe.

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