Attention!! This section may contain things that may be upsetting to some people! I want everyone to read it at their own risk. It contains violence, abuse, rape, domestic violence, depression. Thank you all for your understanding. I wish a good read to those who take the plunge! ❤️

( I wanted to let you know about this anyway. I hope there will be people who will read it. ❤️)

*D's Flashback*

'Finally, you've got your ass home! ' he kicked me.

'DAD!! Leave him alone! ' my sister ran crying to me. She wrapped her slender arms around me and continued to cry on my shoulder. I gently picked her up and carried her back to her room. She can't be here.

'Come back at once! MIN YOONGI!!! ' called my full name, the bane of my life. I walked on without hearing him. I must get my sister to safety. She cannot see this. No one can hurt her.

When I entered my sister's room, I put her down on her bed. Her slim little figure almost immediately took up every little corner of her bed. 

'You've been fighting again...' she touched my face, which had a small bruise on it. I pulled away.

'I'm fine.' I smiled faintly at him and took his small hand in mine.

She looked at me with sparkling eyes. I stood up and fished a plushie out of my bag.

'Big brotheeeeer! ' she jumped into my neck with joy.

'Do you like it? ' I asked shyly.

'YES! ' she shouted and then took the plushie and started hugging it. I smiled up. It was so cute. I mean, that's all she ever could be. Whatever she did.

'What do you say you take your brother out for ice cream tomorrow? ' I lowered my head. I knew that when it came to ice cream, I'd buy my sister by the pound. It was her favourite sweet, but honestly, what kid isn't?

'Really big brother?! ' she squealed and then jumped on my neck again. 

'Yes. I'll pick you up from school and then we'll go out, okay? ' I smiled at her and hugged her. She nodded vigorously. I started laughing again. It was so cute! I always loved to hear her laugh and see her smile. Those 2 things meant everything to me and I could do anything for them. If I had to jump into a fire for him, so be it. I don't care about anything except that this wonderful smile never disappears from the world.

Out of nowhere, a big bang sounded from outside. My sister shuddered and dug her fingers deep into me. 

'It's all right, sis. You stay here and play with your toys and brother will be right back, okay? ' I looked her in the eye. She nodded slightly.

On my way out of the room, I turned back to Amy and walked out the door.

'What the hell were you thinking?! ' my mother shouted at the top of her lungs to my father.

'Shut your fucking mouth! You're fucking annoying me! ' he shoved my mother, who fell against a wooden cupboard. I immediately ran to her.

'You're back, you little bastard! ' he spat on the floor next to me and in one motion grabbed my shirt and threw it against the wall. It hurt, but I was used to that. It was like that every day. The man called dad walked up to my mum and punched her in the face and started kicking her. I jumped up and grabbed her by the arm and pulled her off my mother.

'How dare you! ' he shouted. With a sudden movement he threw me to the ground. Ignoring myself, I got up and motioned to my mother to go quietly into my sister's room. Nodding, she left.

'You're not going anywhere! ' he would have grabbed my mother but I beat her to it, so he hit me. I got him on the cheek. It hurt like hell. Another blow followed, then another. I was dizzy, but I knew that if I didn't stay on my feet now, the monster in front of me would kill the two most important people in my life. 

'Don't you want to die already?! ' he screamed a few millimetres from my face, and then came the next agony. He kicked me against the wall, twisting my arms behind my back. My lungs were beeping. I could hardly breathe. I ached every muscle in my body. I can't give up! Glancing beside me, I grabbed a bottle and quickly backed up and smashed it over his head. It was collapsing. I smiled and looked down at him. He stood up and reached for my neck, but I ducked so I could give him a measured punch in the stomach. Then I started to run. I had to get my sisters out of there... Hell.

Entering the room, I was surprised to find two strange figures. I watched the events I had interrupted with widened eyes. My sister was crying in the corner while... my mother was being raped. I went to the bed and pulled the two men off her.

'You two...' I couldn't finish. I felt a stab in my side. I hit my head. Blood was oozing. FUCK! NO, NO, NO! I got my head on my head, who instantly jumped at me. 'Stay there Amy!!! ' I held up my hand, but hearing nothing he took out his first aid kit and started to examine my wound. 

A man grabbed her arm, and I reached out and broke it in two in one motion. The man started screaming in pain. The other man stepped up to me and grabbed my throat and pushed me against the wall. I began to lose consciousness. The wailing man stepped over to Amy and grabbed her arm and threw her against the wall. I wanted to go there, but I couldn't. The man holding me didn't release his grip at all. The picture blurred. Is this where it ends? In the end, I couldn't protect either of them? Was that really all I could do? Is that all I can do? Could I not save the two most important people to me? Then maybe I really should die... I felt the air begin to leave my body and then a loud noise sounded next to me. Guys in suits almost burst through the door. Gunshots everywhere, but my eyes couldn't take it anymore. I was enveloped in total darkness.

When I woke up, I was in a hospital. I slowly started to get up, and the machine next to me beeped and buzzed the room.

'No, no, don't get up yet! ' a woman came to me, but ignoring her, I started looking for my mother and sister. 'They're in the room next to us.' she smiled at me kindly. I nodded.

'How are they? '

She did not answer.

'HOW ARE THEY?! ' I got up again, to the sound of the machines screeching. Two men ran through the door. The woman stepped away from me and left, leaving the 2 men in charge.

'I can see you're going to be in a lot of trouble.' one of them said and then stabbed me with something that made my eyes close again. Fucking hell! 

I have no idea how much time had passed, but when I woke up again, the same woman was standing over me as the first time.

'Please don't get up.' she asked in a soft voice. I looked at her slowly and nodded a little.

'Where am I? ' I asked hoarsely and started to cough. My throat was burning.

The woman handed me a drink of water.

'Thank you ' I said silently and started to drink. My throat, like a potion, immediately dissolved. I cleared my throat.

'When can I see my sister and mother? ' I asked the woman. 'Tell me they're okay! ' I got up and instantly went back to bed. I didn't want to be put to sleep again.

'We could only save one of them...' she whispered, barely audible.

'WHICH ONE?! Well for God's sake say something!!! ' I raised my voice nervously.

'Only your little sister...'

My heart skipped a beat. This is also good news and... fuck no! Amy's alive and my mother...

'How is Amy? ' I asked, finally out of my thoughts.

She lowered her head.

'She's in critical condition.'

I blanched. Without thinking, I tore everything out of me and headed for my sister's room. She followed me, shouting, but I just kept going. I must see Amy! I must save her at all costs! Even at the cost of my life! 

When I entered the room, I was greeted by a horrible image. My feet were completely rooted to the ground. All air had left my body. My heart stopped. My little sister's fragile body had so many tubes leading out of it. Beeping machines everywhere. Blood. Panic. The doctors were spinning non-stop over her, trying to get control of the situation. No... this can't be... My legs crumbled and I started walking backwards, shaking my head in disbelief. This cannot be happening to me... This can't be happening! I pinched myself, leaving a nice red spot. But... it was just the inexorable truth. But why? What had I done to deserve this? What had I done? What have I done to make this the fate of my loved ones?! And why not me??? Why am I still alive? I...

'Hey, who let you in? Get out now! ' an assistant pushed me out the door and then loudly slammed it after me. I didn't even flinch. My mind and body were still in shock. The image was completely burned into my brain. This image will haunt me for the rest of my life, in fact. I think even in my dreams.

'I'm sorry.' came a voice from the side suddenly. I hit my head. There was a guy in a suit with gelatine on the back. One hand in his pocket and the other holding his lit cigarette. His back was loosely against the wall.

'What? ' I asked, barely audible. Somehow my voice sounded completely foreign now. There was nothing left in me. No soul, no life.

'Your mother.'

'My fault...' I said, surprised. Everything is my fault. Everything is my fault! I could do nothing for them! I couldn't save them! 

The guy in the suit raised an eyebrow.

'How could it be your fault? ' he asked, blowing out a good puff of smoke.

'I couldn't protect the two people in my life who are the most important to me...' Tears welled up in my eyes. Suddenly I felt his hand on my shoulder.

'Look at you! ' he points his finger at me 'Not to me at all, you look like you've done nothing.'

'But...' I turned my head away, and he sighed. 

'Look,  ' he crouched down to me 'Now get this into your head, what I'm about to tell you. ' I nodded slightly and wiped the tears from my face 'Either they hunt you down or you hunt them down. ' he said and patted me on the shoulder and started to leave. With a thought I grabbed his hand. He looked back over his shoulder at me.

'Please, let me come with you! ' I looked at him with total determination. There was no sign of the feelings I had felt before. Only one thing was clicking in my head. 

He laughed at me.

'How old are you? '

'15 '

He started laughing again and then turned back to me completely. He started stroking my head with his hand.

'Are you sure about that? '

'Yes, sir! ' I said, with more determination than I'd ever felt in my life.

He smiled and held out his hand to me.

'Just call me PD. ' he introduced himself.

'And I...' I wondered. I can't say my real name. I'm not what I used to be. I can't be that man anymore. 'I'm Agust D ' I shook his hand.

'Nice to meet you, Agust D! ' he smiled, which made me involuntarily smile. 

Well, yes... I have no idea how you like this part, but I hope you liked it. ❤️Uhh, I feel that with this part, a little piece of my soul is with him and lost with him. (Personally, this is one of my favourite parts)