**Trigger Warning**
Self Harm
Language
Abusive relationships
Drugs/ alcohol
Controlling
Homophobia
!!Kinda inncacurate!!
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<Tae's P.O.V>
~10:00pm~
The door swung open, making me flinch as it hits the wall behind it.
I quickly turn my attention to see Him, my boyfriend, stumble in through the door, trying to stay up right. Bashing the walls with the empty wine bottle in his hand.
He makes it to the sofa, gripping the back of it, before looking at me. I make a quick move to stand and face him, not liking the fact of him being behind him.
"YA!" His slurred voice yelled.
"Why the fuck are you always just sat about doing absolutely nothing?! Get up you lazy dick!"
"Because I have been working overtime today, and happen to be really tried," I mumble, trying to stand up to him, again.
He wobbles around the sofa.
I panic, not being able to move, when i do, i back myself in to the corner of the room, leaving me a little space between me and the wall.
Not wanting him near me.
He grabs my shirt with his free fist, before slamming me against the wall, i groan in pain as my head makes contact with the wall.
He smirks.
He lets go of my shirt, before punching me in the stomach.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Ah, God.
Fuck, it hurts!
He just watches me, smirking even more as i crumble against the wall, in to a ball. Tears brimming in my eyes.
"Pathetic," He mumbled, before stumbling off again.
~Author P.O.V~
"Ngh," Tae groaned as he clutched his tummy, rocking back and forth, trying to sooth the pain.
"Why are you always so violent towards me?"Tae choked on his tears, mumbling, so that he couldn't hear.
The violent boyfriend was constantly beating and saying homophobic things, and/or beating Taehyung.
Taehyung was scared, and didn't know how to stop this.
Non of his friends new about this.
Not his Mum or Dad.
Not his manager.
Not even his band mates.
Non of them new.
Tae wore a mask, because he was scared of him.
It had been the boy's routine for the past 1 1/2 years. It slowly and blinded-ly got worse.
It started with small comments on how Taehyung looked.
Then grew to homophobic comments to him.
Then it began to get physical.
He was always a physical person though, again Tae not thinking about it. Until it become punches and fights.
Along with that, he would always bring other males and females home to fuck them.
Along with the house smelling of weed, cigarettes and alcohol. He spent his time and money on strip bars, regular bars, and drugs.
The pain for Taeyung never ended. He was constantly living in fear. Never knowing what to do.
