Bandages •Taekook•

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DISCLAIMER
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This book is purely fiction. Nothing in this book is inspired by real-life actions or experiences.
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The characters in this book have nothing to do with anyone in real life. This is all from my own head. INCLUDING the characters.
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TAEHYUNG POV

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"what are you doing up here?" a deep voice spoke behind me, i already knew who it was. "it's cold."

"I'm aware" I replied. I was sitting on a rooftop watching the sun set "I just wanted to kinda chill out alone I guess"

"am I disturbing you?" Yoongi said. of course I didn't want to say something like 'fuck off' or 'go away'. I wanted to be alone but Yoongi was my friend and I guess I need somewhat a sort of company right now.

"no. sit" I pat the spot next to me still looking straight at the sky. he smiled and done what I asked.

the sky was painted with purple and pink, some mix of dark blue from the night sky — yellow and orange from the sunset on the other side.

"it's a really pretty sky tonight, right?" Yoongi mentioned. but I just nodded. he knew I wasn't in a mood to talk, especially what happend earlier

---few hours ago---

I was in English class which was last period for the day, and i was getting my recent test result that i done yesterday. i use to always great at my classes. But ever since my life somewhat went down hill, I've has been failing more than i figured. My face dropped at the sight of the test mark. It was a D. of course I wasn't happy about it, and knew that my step father is gonna scold me for it.

I has recently been getting use to being scolded at now because of my lack of energy, motivation and grades dropping, i tried and couldn't my best but constantly fail. I even told my parents but they never seemed to understand me. So i stoped talking to them about how i felt, my problems, or myself.

later in the day, i got home and walked in to turn and see my father walking angrily towards me. "What is this?" the father held up my report from school and my face dropped in fear.

"Dad, I can expl-" he cut me off, "no!" my dad explained "I don't want to hear it. you have been failing all your classes all a sudden and act like you are having a shitty life, when really you are not!" he shouted. my parents not understanding wasn't new to me, they always acted like they didn't even care about the me. Dont get me wrong, they do care about me, they just dont want to believe mental illness.

"Get out of my sight, I don't want to see your face anymore today." he sighed. I didn't say anything and ran upstairs with tears forming in my eyes. i threw myself on my bed after shutting the door. I cried. I didn't really know what to do.

---present---

I know alot of parents are very forceful when it comes to studying with their children and that they want the best. but it was exhausting. I was exhausted — and they need to understand that. it's not like it was years ago

"look Tae," the mint haired boy sighed "I know your father is an asshole, but you gotta speak to me"

"it's hard to speak about my feelings, yoongs, and you know that"

"I know, so do I. but you know I'm here for you, right?" Yoongi put his arm around my shoulder reasuring me everything was okay. and I wanted to believe him

but I couldn't
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A/N: I promise after chapter 2 they get longer, you won't be getting small shitty ones :]