"P-Please... I am sorry" Words echoed in the room where loud cries and shouts were filled. With a loud slap from the belt, a hurtful loud scream breaks out. The words like 'Stop' 'Help' 'Please' were heard.
"Don't fucking dare to do it again" A voice spoke, more like cruelly. In return, that person whimper as the loud slam of the door echoed in the lonely with the sound of the door locking. Small whimpers and quiet cries were filling the room.
With birds chirping outside the window. There was a boy sitting down with his back leaning against the wall. His shirt was ripped with blood oozing out of his weak body.
Please end this suffering for me God
Tears streaming from his bloody cheeks, while his beautiful eyes were all red from crying swelling them.
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"Hey, Taehyung" A voice as the boy turned around. A boxy smile on his face as he saw his best friend Y/n.
"Hi Y/n" He replied with a bright voice. Y/n observe him for a second and sighed. Taehyung raised his brow. Probably confused at her this reaction.
"Did he hit you again?" Y/n questioned making Taehyung low his head. Y/n looked at him with pity.
"Why Taehyung? Why? Why can't you just stand for yourself? Why do you let him hurt you?" Y/n asks with concern in her voice. Her voice was low and calming but somehow it should the pain Y/n goes through whenever she sees Taehyung in this state. Taehyung just sighed gulping the lump which formed in his throat.
"Taetae" Y/n put her hand on his shoulder as Taehyung bite his bottom lips not wanting to cry out loud. Y/n took his hands as she tried to look into his eyes which were getting glossy.
"I am with you Taetae, no matter what happens... I am with you" Y/n assures as Taehyung looks at her and smiles. Getting what she wanted she dragged him to the class which they both shared.
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"Taehyung! You scars!" Y/n shouted as she saw Taehyung's scars on his back and chest. Right now they were in Y/n's house after their school. Y/n insisted Taehyung take off his shirt so she can see his scars and wounds but soon after he removed his shirt her eyes were out. Well, it wasn't weird for her to see his chest since Taehyung always used to get treated by her.
"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!!! THEY ARE SO DEEP!! TAEHYUNG WHAT THE FUCK!" Y/n can't help but shout at his best friend. Taehyung bites his bottom lip not being able to answer her. She grabbed his face caressing his cheeks.
"How long are you gonna suffer...?" Y/n mutters under her breath. Tears were forming in her eyes as she can't see her best friend like this. Her heart aches whenever Taehyung shows his scars and right now his wounds are worse than before.
"Why the fuck did he hit you?" Y/n breath out as Taehyung gulped trying not to cry.
"I forgot to close the light in the kitchen..." Taehyung muttered as Y/n let out a groan.
"Seriously!!! He beat you because you didn't turn off the fucking light!!" Y/n yells, even tho she wanted to help him badly, every single time Taehyung stopped her. She wanted to protect him but no use because no matter how much Y/n tried to explain to him he never agreed to want to call the police.
Y/n always got frustrated but Taehyung was always there to calm her down. She never understood why he didn't want to go against his father you abuse him?
"Let's take you to the hospital... I can't treat them they are way too deep" Y/n suggest as Taehyung nodded wearing his shirt back. Since Taehyung didn't have any car Y/n took him in her.
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"Thanks, Y/n... I love you... I can't explain how happy I am to have someone like you as my best friend" Taehyung thanked Y/n who was standing in front of him, currently, both of them were in front of Taehyung's house.
To be honest, doctors were asking lots of questions like 'Who did it? 'How did it happen?' and many more. It was really hard to lie. Well, Y/n paid even for his bill since Taehyung didn't have money and Y/n knows his dad never gave him money because they thought he would run away.
Now you might be thinking.
Shouldn't he run away?
He can't...
Wanna know why?
Because his father always threatens him...
Saying if he tried to run away...
He will find him and kill him on the spot...
That's why...
Even tho his dad will never know...
His father put a tracker in his every clothe and things he uses...
So no use...
Taehyung at this point was weak and his only strength was Y/n,
"See you tomorrow Y/n," Taehyung said waving his hand, Y/n smiled waving her hand back as Taehyung entered his house.
More likely it was actually hell.
So he was back in Hell.
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Stigma | Kim Taehyung ✔
Mystery / ThrillerHelp me... I need freedom... Help me out of this hell.