Who the hell does he think he is? Who allowed him to think he could know my business? And what made him think I would tell him?

Frustrated. That's how I feel. Angry. Mad. Annoyed. Pissed off. A whole long list that I could carry on. Thankfully it's Saturday. No school and no work. Just lots of rest and being lazy. Well if my parents also leave me alone. I haven't seen them yet but they could be out drinking or buying more drugs or actually taking them. Or all three. Mostly all three.

Bang

I jump at the sound of my door being flung open. And see my parents at my doorway. I know now that I'm in for some more abuse.

This time they don't even speak they just throw me on the floor and begin to kick me, stamp on me and punch me. I just curl into a ball and wait it out numb to their fists and feet hitting me. Eventually they stop. A feel one of them spit on me. After a while I hear the front door slam shut. I just lay on the floor silent and covered in blood, hovering in and out of consciousness. I hear my bedroom window open and a gasp sounds out throughout the room.

But I lose conscious before I can find out who climbed into my bedroom and found me on the floor bloody and bruised.

I eventually stir awake but can't take in my surroundings due to my vision being slightly blurred but I can feel a presence around me. My eyes clear and I see seven men surrounding my bed. With Eun Jung next to me holding my hand with worried eyes and tears falling down her face.

"Eun Jung,"I whisper.

"Minnie. Oh God I am so sorry. I wish I could have protected you. I-"

"Oh sweetie it's not your fault. I promise you. Don't blame yourself."

"But-"

"No I don't want to hear you blaming yourself. Never okay?"

"Okay," she nods.

I turn to look at the others in the room and start to ask them a question when the room bursts open to show the rest of my friends who quickly jump on the bed and hug me while crying. Tears begin to fall out of my eyes when I see how sad my friends are. Oh God I could have lost them all. They could have lost me. That realisation hits me and has me crying uncontrollably. Eventually the doctor comes in to check on me. He says I have to stay in hospital for another couple of days. He finally leaves and I turn to the boys to ask my question.

"What are you all doing here?"

"I told you baby girl I would find out what had happened."

I look at the one who answered me. He is the same guy who grabbed me after the private dance. I look at the others and see how the stand slightly behind him. Do they defer to him? Is he the unofficially leader of them all or something? I frown at the odd behaviour and move my gaze back to the male who spoke to me.

"Look I don't care that you found out anymore. All I want to know is why you are here. You don't know me, you are not related to me, we are not in some sort of relationship, be it friendship or otherwise so why don't you just leave."

"No."

"NO?!

"No."

I groan in frustration again. Frankly, I'm just becoming pissed off with just about everyone and everything.

"Your coming to live with us."

My eyes widen yet again for how many times this week. Please tell me I did not just hear that correctly.

"What!?"

"Did I stutter? Your coming to live with us."

Oh his cocky answers and smirk are being to wind me up more and more. If only I could get out of this bed and knock it off of his face forever. I glare up at him from my position.

"Yeah I think not. I don't even know you. Why would I come and live with you?"

"Because we aren't giving you a choice."

"And what if I refuse and go somewhere else?"

"Then we shall just take you by force."

"Why are you doing this!? Why won't you just leave me alone?"

They all look at each other before they answer.

"We do not have to tell you our thoughts and reasons behind things we do."

Okay so don't give me an answer then. Well not an answer that I wanted. Cue the rolling of the eyes. Yet again. Beginning to become the new theme is this. At this rate they will roll out of my head.

"Whatever."

"We shall be back on your release date to pick you up."

And with that he turned away and walked out of the room, the others following him, leaving me with my friends. We ignore what happened between me and the 7 strange men and start talking like we use to do at school. After a few hours they leave as well and I quickly fall asleep exhaustion claiming my mind and body.

The next few days go slowly and I can't wait to be released. I hate hospitals. Hate staying in them or even being here for a few minutes.

I'm sat on the end of the bed when one of the doctors opens my door and walks me to the reception to sign the discharge papers. I walk out of the hospital to be met with an expensive car. I see one of the men in the car and he quickly gets out to greet me when he sees me exit the hospital. He then opens the passenger door and allows me to get in before going to his side and driving off to the house I'll be staying in with the others.

I don't know how long we have been driving for. To be honest my mind has been wondering and I haven't been able to focus on the outside world. We pull up at the gates and my jaw drops when I see the house.

It looks gorgeous. I can't believe they live here. They must be loaded. The man drives through the gates and parks the car in the drive. I step out of the vehicle still impressed with the house. It just looks so nice I can't take my eyes off of it. I hear a chuckle behind me.

"Your drooling. Close your mouth."

I decide to ignore him and continue looking at the house when I feel a hand on my lower back pushing me gently to the front door.

He opens the door and I think I just died and went to heaven. If the outside is gorgeous then the inside...there are literally not enough words to describe it or give it justice. He shows me all around the house as well as all the bedrooms and telling me whose is whose.

My head is spinning from the large house or should I say mansion and all the rooms and trying to remembers everything.

"Where are the others?"

"They are out but they should be back any moment."

I nod and make my way to my bedroom. I lay on my bed beginning to feel sleepy. Too much information at once. The mattress is nice and soft and it feels like a cloud. And it's smell nice too. I let out a genuine smile and let myself drift away.

What the fuck was that!?