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Chapter 15

Taehyung is not a forgiving person. He doesn't just give you his forgiveness you have to earn it. You have to work for it. So for his father to show up at his door step with open arms, come into the house he can't even call a home and say 'please forgive me' made the younger made. 

"no." he spoke bluntly. His father looked at him with widened eyes and reached out for the boys hand which cause him to draw it back "Taehyung....please" his voice was soft and he had tears welling in his eyes seeing his son not wanting to feel his touch or even see him.

"n-no it's not fair"

"Tae"

"It's not fucking fair. I've been waiting for you for twelve fucking years and you show up when I decide to give up on everything and want nothing to do with you. It's not fair. y-you can't do that to me" his voice cracked at the end making  a tear fall from the old mans eye.

"you left me. I was by myself. I called you, I did everything to get in touch with you and you didn't answer me back. You ignored me and it hurt. You don't understand how much you've missed and much it fucked me up" he paused 

"you left me with a fucking junky who can't do shit. For the love of god that woman used to bring random men home and have sex with them all over the place while I was in the fucking house. That woman I call a mother is smoking and drinking her life away right now. She's sick  and looks half dead and I work my ass off to pay those fucking hospital bills for her because for some shitty reason I still care for her even though she's the reason why I wake up with  forty year old man touching me in places he shouldn't"

"wh-what?" 

"that man she let's into the house sexually assaults me every single day I am here. I even went to the police about it but they would rather believe my drug addict of a mother than the fifteen year old old boy who screamed wolf. She fucked me up, you leaving fucked me up. I was barely six.

You can't just show up twelve years later and expect me to forgive you. No it doesn't work that way you can't--- you can't do that"

Taehyung backed up from the man who he once admired "Tae please listen to me. I'm here now and that what matter"

"NO!" the boy screamed "what matters is that you weren't here when I needed you. You left me to go play family with someone else. You forgot about me for twelve years and it hurt like hell"

Thunder rolled outside and rain came pelting down causing Taehyung to flinch a bit.

"Tae..." his father spoke softly moving closer to the male, but Taehyung only backed up his hand now near the door nob.

"You left me to fend for myself with her. After Hyungie passed all I wanted was your love but you were so distant from me. I was only five papa. You promised to spend the day with me on my sixth birthday, but instead I got my drunk of mother telling me that you left and had to listen to her have sex all night"

Taehyung opened the front door stepping outside "it hurt papa. You leaving hurt me a-and you can't come back and act like nothing ever happened"

Tears streamed down the small boys face, a broken sob leaving his mouth as he thought back to when he was a happy child "y-you can't—I-I have to go" and just like that Taehyung was gone.

He heard his father calling for him buy he simple ignored. His bare feet sounded against the wet road as he ran from his house not looking back. The only thing on his mind right now being sex.

Sex.

Sex.

Sex.

Sex with Jungkook.