~Y/N POV~

To be able to now move around my room freely made me feel a lot better compared to staring up at the ceiling hours upon hours through out the day, wasting my life away. I mean I still am but I can walk around and stretch my legs a little. I can even go to the bathroom without having to tell any of them about it and can shower or even take a bath and take my own time too. They don't wait around the room for me when I do.

Which is why I decided to take a bath this time to just chill and stay in my thoughts just like I always do.

I think about what my mom must be doing right now, or even Minho and Sera.

I think about Mark and Mia's families along with Nayeon's and Hawon's. They must be grieving still as I would and still am in my own way every time I think about them. I try to not think about what happened back at that cabin but I think about the good times we all had together in school and at parties. I'm worried I will never have friends like that again and I know deep down I wont.

I've been told I'll be killed after these babies are born as there would be no use for me after so my days on this earth are numbered anyway. So what's the point in thinking about friends in the future.

Finishing off in my bath I dried myself and changed into sweats and a baggy top. I know it's mans since the sizing was huge but it was comfortable to wear and frankly I didn't give a care if it belonged to one of them. It hides my growing belly which is good enough to me. I don't like to look at it as it reminds me of reality that I try so hard to not think about.

Once I came out the bathroom I wondered over to the window just to pull up a random chair and sit by the window. I might aswell gaze out to the world beyond and think what must be going on. I have no clue, I'm closed off from everything but I can imagine.

It's raining outside so I watched the raindrops fall from the grey clouds to the grounds. The trees were swaying from the hard wind and it looked like a mess out there and cold but I really just wanted to be out there, to feel the rain on my skin and just have that fresh air again. That would be nice.

A sudden knock on the door which opened by itself, I quickly turned my head over my shoulder to see Taehyung pop his head in again, sheepishly grinning at me as he steps in and locked the door behind him.

I may be unchained now but I'm still locked away in here and it's going to be much harder to get out of here if they keep doing that. I'll have to figure something else out.

"I just came in to see how you're doing." Taehyung

I nod at him and turn back to looking out the window. That's odd of him to come here just for that but then again Taehyung has been coming in a lot lately compared to Jin and Hoseok. It's Taehyung I've seen every day at meal times either alone or with Jin or Hoseok.

"It's raining out there." Taehyung

I nod again, showing him I'm not ignoring just listening but in no mood to talk. I don't want to piss him off or anyone. I have to be in the mood and right now I'm not.

"Do you want something to drink?" Taehyung

Glancing back at him I shook my head when I now see that he's sitting on the edge of my bed, bent over using his elbows to support himself. When I had done that I turned back to the window just to catch a bird quickly flying by in a flash to get out the rain which was getting heavier and started to make calmly tapping sounds when the drops would hit off the glass.

"Y/n could you please talk to me? Please?" Taehyung

The strain in his voice made me uneasy. Like why would he want to talk to me now or even be nice to me for that mater because that's all he's been doing since he took those chains off my wrists. I can't help but think he's only acting this way for a reason, like he's after something.

"Why?"

I spoke towards him, shooting a glare his way over my shoulder as my body was stil fully facing the window. But his shrugged at me.

"I just thought you could use someone to talk to that's all." Taehyung

"Why would you care?"

Again he shrugged and leaned back against the bed but upright and used his hands to support himself from behind.

"I know what it's like to be locked away by yourself for days and I think it would benefit you to have someone to talk to." Taehyung

"Yeah right. You mean you want something from me."

His eyes lit up and he immediately shook his head, sitting up right now.

"What? No, I don't have a motive." Taehyung

Rolling my eyes at him I scoffed and turned my back to him not believing him for a second.

"Let's pretend I believe you."

He sighed heavily and cursed under his breath but I ignored him again.

"You know you look familiar to me. Like when I first seen you in person at the cabin that night, there was just something about your face that was familiar." Taehyung

I ignored him again and stared out the window tempted to open it just to stick my hand out of it to feel the rain even if there's bars on it, I could still do that.

"Have we met each other before that night Y/n?" Taehyung

Groaning at him I turned my full body in my chair to face him, glaring at him with my hatred I feel for him very strongly just like every other male in this house. I fucking hate them all.

"If I answer your question will you leave me alone?"

"Yes." Taehyung

He dead ass says with his famous blank expression.

"Fine. No I don't think we haven't met before this but I think from what I know our parents use to be friends."

His brows furrowed and he tilt his head to the side.

"Friends? No that's impossible." Taehyung

"How so?"

I asked him curiously but also not knowing what he was talking about. I thought he would of known our parents were friends?

I mean I never met my father but he did right?

Taehyung didn't answer my question and stared off to the corner of my room deep in thought.

"Taehyung how old are you?"

"22." Taehyung

He spoke almost robotically without hesitation or without looking my way.

"So you remember your dad before he died?"

Abruptly he stood up, glaring at me and his hands balled up into fists.

"How do you know my father died? We never told you that." Taehyung

I remained eye contact and spoke confidently towards him.

"Minho told me. At least you knew your dad, I didn't."

From what I know by my mom, my dad died when he was robbed one night but after knowing everything else, I don't think that's true anymore.

"I guess. I don't remember much just little pieces of my dad but I don't remember your dad being friends with mine. Uncle Jungmin told me they hated each other. YOU BETTER NOT BE LYING TO ME CHO Y/N!!" Taehyung

He shouted at me from across the room pointing a finger at me but I shook my head, calmly and unfazed.

"I'm not lying. I saw pictures in a book that Minho had of my parents and your dad together. They looked close. There was even pictures of us as kids in it too but I didn't want to look at it."

Taehyung just stared at me, his thinking eyes back on again.

"Where was this book?" Taehyung

"Under my bed in the bedroom I had at Minho's house."

He hummed at me, nodded and then stomped out the room but after realising I pretty much made Minho a person of interest I ran towards the door after him, panicking to what he may be thinking. But he closed the door before I could reach it and gone from sight but I just collided into the wood and started pounding on it with my fists.

"TAEHYUNG DONT DO ANYTHING TO HIM!! PLEASE DONT TOUCH MINHO!! PLEASE!!"

I was scared something would happen to Minho. The last time they knocked him out but god knows what they would do to him if they went back there seeking information.

But the more I pounded on the door desperately I knew all the more he wasn't coming back any time soon and was setting out on his next task. The book and possibly Minho.

Please god don't let them touch Minho. I don't want another person to die because of me.