The Truth Untold //TAEKOOK\\ //JIKOOK\\

CHAPTER - 24

Some tell so many lies that only their scars tell the truth.

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31st December morning

Jungkook woke up from his peaceful sleep when his mom woke him up , knocking on the door.

Jungkook’s day went by as a plain , normal day where he only studied and studied on repeat. Only taking a break to eat his food and some healthy snacks and drinks his mother kept on bringing while he was studying two or three times .

As much as he was thankful , he didn’t voice it out loud. Nor did she say anything , always keeping her usual straight face .
It was now 12 pm and he was tired as he sighed , letting himself fall , back faced on to the bed. Letting himself fall into a deep slumber.

The same day , midnight 12am

3rd Person POV
Taehyung’s House

Taehyung slumped back in his chair after finishing the math problems he had been doing. He couldn’t concentrate much since the noise and yelling from downstairs only kept on getting louder and louder by every passing minute.

As much as he wanted to go down there and yell at them to shut the hell up , he knew he couldn’t. He would probably be thrown out of the house and end up being homeless. He thinks of the day when his friends recently came for a sleepover at his house.

His mother acting all fake and smiling in front of them , when in reality she would have insulted and probably thrown them out only for being gay. So he decided it would be best if he didn’t tell her. And his friend’s never questioned either , for which he was very happy about and thankful for.

As for his father , it’s probably for the best that he never meets them in his life. His thoughts go back again to his friends . His friends Jin , Yoongi and Jungkook. He was blessed to have them and he doesn’t deserve them at all , is what he keeps telling himself .

Taehyung’s POV

It’s been days since I saw Jungkook. The last time I saw him was at Jin’s house before I got up and left , seeing him sleep peacefully.

And he also hasn’t texted me all these days, probably because my dumbass self hasn’t brought myself to apologize to him.

I keep telling myself that I’ve been avoiding him because I was too scared to apologize. But deep down I knew because I was scared.

Scared of revealing my inner self and thoughts. Scared of the real Kim Taehyung who hid himself behind all the smiles and acting. The real Taehyung who’s scared to love. The Taehyung who lie's to his friends. The Kim Taehyung who is a seventeen year old teenager in front of everyone but in reality , his inner self is a contemplated , trapped 5 year old kid. A kid who screams for help through all his smiles. A kid who was broken beyond repair.

I was interrupted from my thoughts when the door opened , my father marching towards me in a fast pace before I could get up and hide . He yanked my arm rather harshly , resulting me in falling on the floor landing straight on my elbow as I support my head out of instinct. That would surely leave a bruise .

3Rd Person POV

“You son of a bitch , what the fuck were you day dreaming about you fag!?”, Taehyung’s father shouts as he landed a hard slap on the boy who was on the floor. The red imprints of his father’s hand already burning a bright red colour on his cheek.
Taehyung spat out a bit blood as he turned his head to face his father, “Don’t you think you’re calling yourself a bitch too by calling me a son of a bitch cause I’m your son .” , he says as he smirked at his angry father.  But it only resulted him another harsh slap on the other side of his face . But he had already expected it.