(Continued of Yoongi's POV)

 I hope they don't plan on hurting him on the way home. I sighed and got in the way back with Hoseok by me, while Jin drove with Taehyung in the front seat. It was silent until Namjoon cleared his throat. Jimin flinched a bit and tried to hide in the seat. Jungkook looks at him and shoves him into Namjoon's side.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." He stuttered as his eyes got glossy as he stayed looking at the floor, not daring to look up.

"Guy's come on, leave him alone." I said, trying to get them to back off.

"What? Why are you defending this ugly pig?" Namjoon snaps.

"I'm not. I am defending Jimin."

Jimin looked up at me and smiled a little. Jungkook saw that and glared at him a little. Namjoon turned back around in his seat and hit Jimin upside the head. We heard a clicking noise when we were at the red light. We looked over and saw a girl with a camera, looking shocked at what she witnessed. Jimin climbed over Namjoon's lap hesitantly and looked out the window rolling it down.

"My hyung is just messing around okay? We do that all the time, we just didn't tell ARMY because if we did they might think it was abuse or something. It's not abuse okay, do you understand?"

"Yes Jimin-shi, thank you for clearing that up for me. I'll delete it right now."

"Thank you." He gave his eye smile and waved as we pulled away from the red light. He put up the window and quickly went back to his seat, trying to disappear.

"Why did you do that?" Hoseok asked, looking a little shocked and put his head on the back of Jimin's seat. Jimin froze and thought for a second.

"B-because I don't want her to think anything is going on." He said quietly so then he wouldn't be hit for 'raising his voice'

"You could have told." Taehyung said getting into the conversation.

"Y-yes but there was no point because I deserve every hit that you give me." He said sadly.

Jungkook rolled his eyes and kicked Jimin in the ankle.

"Of course you do! Have you ever seen yourself? I'm surprised this van can even move!" He said looking out the window.

Jimin gasped softly and slowly pulled his legs onto the seat and wrapped his arms around his legs resting his chin on his knees. They hit a big bump and he was thrown into Namjoon's side again. He tried to scramble away but Namjoon wrapped his arm around his waist and held onto him really tightly. He froze and sat as still and stiff as he could. He breathed really slow, terrified to even make a noise. He looked at me with pleading eyes, begging me to get him away from Namjoon. I tried to tell him with my eyes that it wasn't a safe idea. Once Jin turned into the driveway and parked the car, Jungkook opened the door and hopped out. Jimin tried to quickly get out but was pulled back by Namjoon.

"Don't you ever be afraid of me, if I want to hold you I will. Do you understand?" He nodded very quickly and I felt a pang of pain in my chest.

"Yes Namjoon-shi, I understand." He said just as quickly.

"Now tell me why you were so excited to get away?"

We were all frozen looking at Jimin waiting for his answer.

"I wasn't excited to get away sir, I'm just tired and I wanted to go to sleep." Jimin quietly stuttered.

"Did I say you could go to sleep?"

"N-no sir."

Taehyung got out along with Jin and they went inside. Hoseok left next so then it was just Namjoon, Jimin, and I.

"Yoongi, go inside." Namjoon said. Jimin's breath hitched and looked at me too. I can't leave him here, there's no way of telling what Namjoon will do. I shook my head in disbelief.

"No, let's all go inside. It's cold out and it's late, we have practice again tomorrow."

"I-it's okay Hyung, you can go inside. I'll be okay. Promise." I looked at him and nodded and went inside. I didn't believe a word he said and I know he didn't either, but if he didn't want me there I would leave.

(Jimin's POV)

Once Yoongi left, I slowly looked back at Namjoon. He looked down at me and said nothing. I looked down at my ankle that was black and blue. I think Jungkook broke it when he kicked me. Namjoon slowly let go of me and I quickly moved to the other side of the van and curled into a ball. I peaked at him only to find him staring at me.

"What is it Namjoon-shi?" I said carefully.

"I'm trying to figure out how stupid you think we are."

"No sir, I don't think any of you are stupid." I said.

"Get over here now." He said in a voice full of anger.

"B-but you'll hurt me." I said my voice was clogged with tears going down my face.

"JIMIN!"

I sobbed and slowly went over to him. He raised his hand and I closed my eyes, waiting for the impact. I felt the weight of his hand as it hit the side of my face, right by my eye. I gasped and fell into the space between the back of the driver's seat and the seat Namjoon was sitting on. He took that as an opportunity to kick the living shit out of me. I started to sob and begged for him to stop. After ten minutes he stopped and I was able to catch my breath. I slowly looked up at him with my bottom lip trembling.

"Please, no more. I can't do it anymore." I sobbed and covered as much of me as I possibly could with the small size of my arms. He shifted and I couldn't feel his feet on my body anymore. Oh god, I hope he doesn't try to stomp on me. He kept moving leaving me on edge. I peaked up to see where he was going and he went towards the door. The door I was by didn't work, Jungkook and Taehyung broke it when they fucked in the van. He opened the door and hopped out and looked at me.

"Come on whore. Let's go." He growled.

I quickly got up and got out of the car, even if my entire body was screaming at me not to move. He grabbed me by my collar and dragged me into the house, throwing me on the ground. My sweater was soft so I slid across the tile floor and hit the wall on my side. I cried out in pain and looked at him. He walked over and I tried to scramble into the corner.

"I'm sorry Namjoon-shi, please I can't." I cried. He stopped and looked around, since he saw no one he left the room and went towards his and Jin's room. I quietly sobbed and curled into a ball. I couldn't breath, my lungs hurt. Why do they hurt so much? They haven't ever broken my ribs before. Why is it getting even harder to breathe? I started to try and take deep breaths but the air won't go in my lungs. Oh shit, am I dying? Maybe I can go home.

"I'm coming home Jackson Hyung, I'll get to see you soon." I whispered as black spots entered my vision, and eventually I stopped trying to fight it and passed out with my arms hugging my chest.