Fight

I headed back home, early, along with the in-completed files.

"Y/n, how did you even manage to stay without food?" Hana asked as I entered.

"I had coffee," I said and headed to my room without further delay.

I put all the files down and changed to a comfortable dress and sat down in front of my desk.

Somebody knocked on the door.

"Come in!" I shouted.

The door opened revealing Seonghwa and Wooyoung.

"Y/n, here have some food first." Wooyoung gave me a bag.

"I don't have time for it. Later...?" I asked, looking into the file.

"Or, how about now?" He asked.

"I'm kinda busy," I said.

"Or how about, if we stay here and feed you?" Seonghwa said.

"I can eat the food on my own," I said and grabbed it from Wooyoung and kept it aside.

"Well, till you eat your food, I'm not leaving." He said.

"Me too." Wooyoung joined him and sat beside him, on the bed.

I turned my chair and started eating the food. They won't leave me until I eat.

"Good girl," Wooyoung said and smiled.

"Y/n, why us your leg bruised?" Seonghwa asked as he looked at my leg.

I looked at it and tried remembering where I hurt myself. After a lot of thinking, I remembered.

"While coming back home, I hit my leg on the table. I didn't even realize it." I said and finished eating my food.

"Done! Now, you guys can leave."

"Do you need any help with the work?" Wooyoung asked.

"No, thanks." I smiled, at his kind gesture.

"If you need any help, you can call any one of us," Seonghwa said.

"Yeah, I will not call you. Don't worry." I said and laughed along with Wooyoung.

"You better come and eat your dinner," Seonghwa said.

"Yeah, yeah. And sleep on time, do this and that. What are you... my mom?" I asked.

"He's a mom for us too. But at times, Hyung can get angry at the tip of his head." Wooyoung said.

"I get it. But you can't change one." He laughed.

"What do you mean by it?" He asked, pissed off.

"What? It was just a joke." I said.

"There's nothing to joke about in this."

"I better go," Wooyoung said.

"No, stay!" Seonghwa said, sharply.

"Now what happened that you are acting like this?" I asked.

"I am not the one acting. You are the one being such a mess." He shouted. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Come straight to the point."

"We were worried sick about you when you left without eating. I was worried about whether something might've happened to you. And you keep joking and playing around while I'm just sitting like a fool and trying to stay calm and not tell anything, just because you're my friend." He shouted.

A tear dropped from my eyes.

"If the title 'friend' is stopping you from telling, just break everything," I said as I looked at him. The others joined hearing the shouting of him.

"Do you know how many times San was worried about you during practice time?" San tried stopping him. But it was in vain.

"He couldn't concentrate on the dance because he was worried about you whether you'd get hurt or something would happen to you. He even fainted once. But he shows he's ok around you and us." He paused.

"You didn't mess your life alone, you messed your brother's life, your family's life, everyone who's around you, their life is just messed up. I know you're interested in make-up shit. If you don't get a freaking job in it, you leave it and do a job that you get."

"Yah! This is not how you talk to your friend," Mingi tried defending me but he didn't listen to it.

"Do you even know how much you hurt us? You won't understand cause YOU ONLY CARE ABOUT YOURSELF. Not only me or San, but even Hana was also worried about you. She doesn't eat at times and keeps thinking about you just like how San and I do."

"Hyung, calm yourself." Yeosang said.

"I can't! I can't while she's making everything a huge fuss."

"San was right that day. You never tell us why you cry. I controlled myself that day, cause I didn't want to mess things more. I know you didn't want us to worry, but we can't stop. As a friend, we must know your problems and help you. Your brother worries you never talk about your problems. Do you ever think that whatever you are doing is helping you or anyone?"

"Now, I don't know how you're gonna mess Taehyung's life. Better tell the truth before anything happens." He said and left the room. I cried after hearing this.

"Y/n, don't listen to what he-" I cut San said.

"He is right. I'm just a huge pile of mess, spoiling everyone's life. I'm a burden to all. I'm sorry if I hurt you all in any way. I don't deserve the love and support you all give me. I'm sorry for having a passion, a dream, being born in a rich family, for coming into your lives, and for all the torture I've done to you all." I said and ran out of the room crying.

I looked at Seonghwa, who looked irritated to see me.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you anyway," I said and ran out of the house.

**No one's POV

Everyone looked at each other as she left the house.

"You shouldn't have talked to her like that, Hyung," Jongho said.

"Do you want me to watch all the ways they both are getting hurt and weak?"

"Are you out of your mind? Do you even know what you've done?" Hana asked as she held his collar and shook him.

"Do you know how much pressure she went under when her father and she started fighting? Do you know how much hard work she did for you both to get into the company? Do you know how many people she had to beg to allow her to do her passion even while many of them rejected her because she was Mr. Choi's daughter?" She paused.

"Do you know how much worried she was when she heard Beomgyu getting hurt, how much she didn't want to work for Taehyung, how happy she is outside, but hurt worse than you or any of us, at the inside? Do you even realize she was about to get raped by Kang Dae? First, her father, then her school friends, the make-up school kids, public and media, now it's you." Hana cried.

"Do you even know she tried to hurt herself by all the comments and hatred she got?" Everyone was shocked.

"S-she tried to hurt herself?" San asked, shocked. Hana nodded.

"To say the truth, we were a mess. We were the ones who were a mess as hell, all this while. She was the one who straightened our lives. She was the one who gave us everything. We should be thankful to her." Hana said and cried.

Yunho comforted her. Seonghwa realized what he did. Without wasting another second, he ran out of the house. San followed him.

Y/n's POV

I sat by a park bench and cried my eyes out.

First, San and now Seonghwa. What did I ever do to deserve this?

But what he said was right. I keep sticking to the same job and never try for something new. I ruined Beomgyu's life. San fainted because of me. Hana doesn't eat food because of me. Seonghwa is mad because of me.

My father is angry because of me. Why doesn't anything go right in my life?

I put my hand in my pocket and took out a pocket knife. I've been having it with me since school.

I've been using it for my protection but it turns out to be the opposite. I've been hurting myself with this.

I did, twice, the third time, Hana noticed and stopped me. Good, it didn't go as a habit, but now it hurts more after hearing your best friend from high school, say all these things.

I opened the knife and debated whether should I do it or not.

'Don't think Y/n. Everyone hates you. You're a burden. You're a mess.' I thought and held the knife close to my wrist and closed my eyes.

TBC~