Youngbae's POV

I made no secret of my anger at Emma on the ride home. "You're ing bipolar, and you never thought to tell me?! What in God's name were you thinking?! 'Oh, it's ok, it's not like I'm already a ticking time bomb!'" I sneered at her. She's staring out the window, ignoring me, and it annoys the outta me. "You know both Top and Daesung want you gone? And that Seungri is the only reason you're still here and not on a plane headed back to LAX? Hmm?! What are they gonna say when they find out your bipolar? You're just giving them another reason not to want you here!"

"Oh, come on!" Emma groans, turning to look at me. "It's not like being bipolar is bad!"

"Oh I'm pretty sure it's bad! That is why they call it a disorder, isn't it?" I retort, shooting a glare sideways at her.

"Do you even know what bipolar is?!" Emma asks condescendingly. "Bipolar is-"

"Bipolar is when you hallucinate, you're paranoid, and you're ing violent!" I snap, blaring the horn on the last word for emphasis and to make Emma jump. Emma rolls her eyes.

"That's bloody schizophrenia, you idiot! Bipolar disorder is when you feel things very strongly one moment, and then you're numb the next!" Emma raises her hand with her fingers ready to claw my eyes out. "For example, right now I feel very strongly that I should claw your goddamned eyes out!"

"Well, excuse me!" I snarl, pulling a harsh right onto our street. I suddenly have an urge to hurt. I want to hurt Emma like she's hurt me over the past couple of days - no, scratch that, over the last couple of months. I want to hurt her like I did during our fight. "I don't know which is worse, knowing that my sister is a nut job who can't control herself unless she's popping pills, or the fact that I'm related to a person as royally ed up in the head as you are! I mean, is that -craved manipulative little you call Mommy as ed up as you are? 'Cause you certainly didn't get that from my father!" There. I said it. And it hurt her. I can see it in her eyes, that look of abandonment a little kid gets at the mall when they can't find their mom. I love that look. It makes me feel powerful.

Emma blinks. She lowers her hand and just stares at me while I pull into the driveway. As soon as the car stops moving, Emma bolts out of the car and runs into the house. And I know I've ruined just about any chance of me ever getting back into her good books again. But somehow it seems worth it.
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Emma's POV

I run into the house, slamming the door behind me, and collide with G-Dragon. G-Dragon holds me gingerly, not sure if it's safe, and looks at my face. I'm not sure what was in my face that made him hug me, but he saw something in the dim light. He pulled me into a real hug, wrapping his arms around me and providing the feeling of warmth and comfort I needed right then.

The house was mostly dark, but there were a few nightlights here and there that provided some light. It was warm in the greeting room, despite the freezing rain just outside the door.

"Oh boy.... What happened? Do you wanna talk about it?" G-Dragon asks, still hugging me. I take a shakey breath and whisper, 'No...' in his ear. He nods, and continues hugging me.

"What did she do now?" Daesung asks from the shadows somewhere to my right. I seperate myself from GD, and turn to where Daesung's voice is coming from. He steps out into the light of the dolphin nightlight, and glares at me. "Like we don't have enough problems with you already!" That was not the Daesung I know. That was not Daesung. It couldn't be. Daesung is my friend....

"Daesung, no..." G-Dragon says in warning.

"No, Jiyoung! No one wants to talk to her, or even be in the same room as her!" Daesung shouts.

"I want--" G-Dragon goes to my defense, but I interrupt.

"No, G-Dragon, it's ok. I don't want to be in the same room as that murderer either!" I smirk at Daesung as I smell an easy victory. "I don't want to be in the same room as a man who should've been ruined for what he did. He could've gotten prison, but he deserves something worse! Don't you agree, Daesung?"

I could see him break. I saw that flimsy little wall of 'hate' Daesung had built up go down. I saw his jaw drop, I saw the hurt in his eyes spread to the rest of his face. I saw his shoulders droop in defeat, or from the weight of his guilt, whichever.

"Emma, now that's not... right..." G-Dragon says slowly, waiting for me to turn into a raging storm of screams and insults. But I don't. Instead I turn and go upstairs to my bedroom. I'm going to sleep well, I thought as I turned down the hall.
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Heyy! Long time no see! I missed you all!
I'm on spring break, so I will hopefully be updating at least once more this week. Anything later than that is iffy though, because I have end of year exams coming up, and oooh, are they ruining my schedule! Five comments please! Tell me what you think!
About Daesung's car accident, I think it's just that, an accident. That whole thing on the accident was all Emma, not me. It's about the circle of abuse. Thanks! See ya next time!