SMOKE|TK

31-Vomit

TW: mentions of rape

About 2 weeks have passed by.

Now it was December 3rd, Friday, 10:12pm.

Taehyung's parents just headed upstairs for bed. He was kissed on the forehead and cheeks. They exchanged multiple 'I love you' before heading opposite ways.

Taehyung was walking to his room when he heard a knock on the back doors. He groaned inwardly.

He moved the current in front of the small door window to see...Jungkook?

"Open the door!" He yelled from the outside. "Please baby it's cold." Jungkook continued knocking.

Taehyung didn't want to open the door but he also didn't want his parents to wake up from all this knocking.

"Why are you here? It's 10pm, go home." Taehyung said.

"I'm just here..." he slurred "...to say i missed you. I missed you so much." Jungkook wrapped his arms around Taehyung's body without warning. He stumbled, but caught himself.

Taehyung smelled the air constricting him. Weed, alcohol, and deodorant. It smelled so much like Jungkook when they first met. The warm weed smell mixed with a manly musk. That smell was comforting, but as breathed in this smell he started to cry.

"Jungkook are you drunk?" Taehyung asked.

Jungkook pulled away from the hug. "What? No I-I'm fine."

Taehyung caught a glimpse of his eyes in the porch light. They were bloodshot. The same eyes that almost shut forever in front of him 2 months ago.

"Don't lie to me. What are you fucking on?" Taehyung whisper yelled.

"I wish to be on you!" Jungkook laughed loudly.

"Stop playing, what did you take!"

Jungkook moved in towards Taehyung's ear, "None of your business."

Taehyung pushed him away. "Leave my house."

"Why would I do that? I came here to see you. I haven't seen you in like 100,000 days." Jungkook stepped closer again. "and I missed you baby...a lot." Jungkook's hot breathe fanned over Taehyung's neck. "Now why don't you let me in? It cold. I know you missed me too."

"I don't miss you. I miss my Jungkook. The Jungkook who promised to not hurt me. The Jungkook who promised to at least try to get better. Is this your version of trying? Showing up to my house late trying to fuck me, while high as a kite?" Taehyung yelled. "Fuck me Jungkook. I dare you. Touch my body then leave me to bleed then fucking overdose! While you drink that full bottle of rum! While you cut the lumps out your cocaine....Stop being so silent! Say something you dick! Say something!" Taehyung was screaming his lungs out while bawling.

Feet came rushing toward him as he fell to the ground holding his knees.

"Taehyung! What's going on?" Mrs. Kim asked kneeling down to his level.

Mr. Jeon looked over from his son breaking down to Jungkook standing there astonished. " What the hell did you do to my son?!" He yelled.

"I-I nothing." Jungkook swore he felt 100% more sober seeing the anger in Mr. Kim's eyes.

"Then why the f-" Mr. Kim was cut off by Mrs. Kim.

"Stop honey, just shut the door."

Jungkook was left out in the cold with one push of a door.

"I hate him! I hate him! He promised! He promised! Mom he promised!" Taehyung cried hitting the floor and his legs.

"Hey, Hey stop that Bear! Stop hitting yourself!" Mrs. Kim said.

"I'm so tired mom. I'm so tired. I'm tired of everything!" He cried harder into his my chest. "I thought he was different. He was different..."He rubbed his eyes wetting his white sleeves. "Im 17! I'm only 17! I-I should not have to deal with such-with such bullshit! I should be able to have a normal relationship! A normal boyfriend. Someone who will hold me and kiss me. Someone who with rock me in his arms and swear to god everything will be okay. Instead they come to my door intoxicated only wanting one thing. My body. My god forsaken body." Taehyung wiped the snot coming from his nose and coughed. "I don't see what's to great about it, that as soon as men get a taste they can't stop. They keep going and going and going and going. Ruining my skin with their disgusting eyes. Invading my space with their tongue. Touching me w-without permission. Stripping me of my innocence with no consent." Taehyung cried harder feeling his head throb and his hands shake.

"Bear, what....?" Mr. Kim asked confused with the last sentence.

Taehyung paused before looking straight at the door. "Lorenzo didn't just try to force himself on me. He succeeded. He r....he r..." Taehyung felt bile rise in his throat. His stomached churned all his breakfast, lunch, and dinner. "I think i'm gonna-"
Orange colored vomit mixed with chunks of undigested food spewed from Taehyung's mouth before he could finish his sentence.

Mr. Kim reached out to carry Taehyung to the restroom. Taehyung settled down in front of the toilet and emptied more of his stomach into the water.

Mrs. Kim came back with a wet wash cloth and gave it to her husband.

"Tae turn to me son." Mr. Kim said softly.
Taehyung sniffed loudly and groaned.
Mr. Kim held his son's cheek and wiped the vomit from his chin and mouth.

Mr. Kim tried to fight the urge to cry. Seeing his son so hurt to the point he's throwing up killed him inside. His precious baby. He didn't deserve any of this.

Mrs. Kim was fed up. She was enraged. How dare these men come into Taehyung's life and harm him! The memories of Taehyung screaming bloody murder. His panic attacks. His cries. How did she not know her own son was raped. She saw all the marks and bruises while bathing him to calm him down, but never asked any questions. She felt stupid.

"We need to call the police Taehyung." Mrs. Kim said.

Taehyung's eyes widen. "No! You can't eomma! You can't!" he cried.

"Taehyung he raped you! We need to contact the authorities!" Mrs.Kim yelled.

Taehyung hunched over onto his dads lap throwing up again all over him. Mr. Kim lifted his head up and the tears finally escaped his eyes. He didn't care about the hot vomit sitting on his lap spreading onto the floor. He just hugged his son tight and cried with him.

"Y-you can't eomma.."

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't. 'Cause I can give you multiple reason why i should."

"He-He'll hurt me."

Mrs. Kim stood up completely straight and uncrossed her arms.

"What.?"

"Lorenzo will hurt me."

"The problem is he already has bear! I can't let him get away with this! I can't see you like this while that monster sits on his ass with no repercussions!"

"No!" Taehyung yelled.

"Taehyung he raped you! If i can't send him to hell the best I can do is send him to jail." Mrs. Kim yelled.

Taehyung coughed up more puke on his father's back. His throat was raw and burned from the stomach acid.

"S-Stop saying that word..." Taehyung demanded weakly gripping his father's shoulder.