ᴛʀᴀғғɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ {discontinued}

three.

WARNING: I am taking the chance to warn you all before you continue reading this book. In case you didn't read the warnings at the beginning, this book is NOT your typical fanfiction.

This book contains HEAVY & TRIGGERING topics  and minor romance.
This book is not meant to satisfy your imagination but to educate you on real life situations that occur on a daily.

¡PROCEED WITH CAUTION¡

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Taehyung panted.
He was out of breath.
Practically exhausted.
Emotionally exhausted.
It was always one thing after the next.
After good always comes bad.
In his mind he had known bad all his life.
No matter how hard he tried to stay away from it.

He came through the door only to get greeted by a bright and bubbly woman;
His mother.
She pulled him into a tightened hug.
"Hi baby~ How was school today?" She chirped.
"I-It was good. Where's appa and Bogum hyung?" He hesitated to question her.
It felt uncomfortable hugging the woman that hurt his loved ones the night before.

Her smile dropped into a frown.
"Is that all you care about? Are you not happy to see your mother Taehyung?"
He flinched at the sudden sharpness in her voice.
It leaked of venom.
It was like she could switch moods in the matter of seconds.
"I-I am. I am!" He hurriedly corrected himself.
The fear and anxiety built in his chest.

"Well it doesn't seem like it. Didn't I tell you that when you see me happy to be happy for me?! What did I teach you about being happy for others?!"
His eyes welled up with tears as his lips refused to part from each other.
"T-that-"
"Stop stuttering and speak clearly dammit! You sound stupid with that stuttering of yours. Doesn't anyone know how to do anything right in this house? You're just a bunch of useless fools!" She quarreled.
Taehyung's body began to shake a little.

Oh how he wished his father was here.
Where was his brother?
"Yes ma'am." He gulped down the knot that formed in his throat.
"Did I ask you that? I'm not playing with you Kim Taehyung." She growled.
He almost whimpered.
'Get me out, get me out, get me out' He repeated in his mind.
He froze.
He couldn't speak while being yelled at without stuttering.
It was a natural reaction as a human.

"I'm sor--slap"
"Don't speak unless you're spoken to!"
"But--another slap"
He held his cheek.
"Move your hand!"
He did so knowing it would only get worse if he didn't.
"Didn't slap I slap tell you slap not slap to slap be slap disrespectful?" She slapped him one last time across the face.
His cheeks were a deep shade of red now.
It burned and all he could do was stand there and take it.

She clicked her tongue.
"Pathetic." She gritted.
"Such a pathetic useless whore."
His heart hurt.
Didn't she realize how much her words hurt?
It cut deeper than a knife.
"Go to your room and wipe your face! Tell Bogum to come out here. He's next."
She pushed him towards the room. Taehyung let himself be pushed. His heart kept racing with fear because as soon as he was in the room Bogum was already making his way to the door.

"Please don't go h-hyung. Please don't let her hurt you!" He cried.
"Tae. You know I don't have a choice." Bogum pulled his arm away and walked out the door.
Just so Taehyung couldn't follow him out he locked the door.
Taehyung didn't have the strength to bang against it.
All he could do was run to his bed and cover his head with a pillow to reduce the harsh screams of his brother.
"Please, make it stop." He pleaded to no one in particular.
Of course.
No one heard.
He cried himself to sleep that night. On the bright side the tears made him go into a state of deep slumber.
His body was drained and so was he.

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Author's note

This chapter was short but i'm not focusing on length for this book.

It doesn't need to be detailed. I just want to get my point across.

How did this chapter make you feel?

Remember:

You are not alone. You don't ever have to be.

You're human. Your feelings are valid no matter what they may be;

Acknowledge it, feel it & move on.

You're useFUL.

You're worth it.

Their words do not define you.

You're so strong even when you think that you are weak <3

I love you all. Please reach out if needed. I know it's scary but sometimes it is necessary before it gets too late.