"I-i'm sorry, I--"
"All I ever needed was love Jungkook", Tae harshly wiped the tears that were flowing down to his cheeks.
He chuckled at his own misery and added, "Never got that. It's funny how whenever I chased for love and affection, it got awa...
"So they were right.. You were using me", Taehyung said. A bitter smile was plastered on his lips.
"Y-you are misunderstanding Taehyung.. Please liste--", Jungkook tried to speak but stopped hearing a dry chuckle from the younger..
"Is there anything left to listen? Oh right.. you have forgotten to tell the details.. Like how you were gonna use me.. Were you gonna beat me? Make me your slave? Or.. or make me your slut?", Taehyung said.. His eyes could tell how much hurt he was at that moment.
"TAEHYUNG", Jungkook shouted at him.
"I-It hurts to hear the truth.. isn't it?", Taehyung said while staring at the floor.
Jungkook kept staring at the boy infront of him. A tear fell down from Taehyung's eyes which Jungkook wanted to wipe off immediately.
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Taehyung looked at him and mumbled, "I trusted you". He wiped the lone tear which fell down from his eyes and left.
His weak legs didn't run.. He didn't have the energy or want.. He opened the door knob and the first sob left his lips.
He didn't waste a time went to the washroom which was attached with his room.. He didn't even bother to lock the door.
He looked at the mirror infront of himself and stared at his own reflection.. He looked miserable.. He hates every bit of himself.. Taehyung didn't understand what was the purpose of his life..
Everyone says this life will never come back again so we have to live fully.. They say life is full of adventures, ups and downs and thrills.. We suffer but at the end we get happiness.. But where is the happiness in his life? Where are those adventures, thrills?
Taehyung picked up the blade which was on shelf.. His shaky hands gripped that thing tightly.
Taehyung touched the skin of his hand.. It was smooth but for some reason Tae didn't like that.. He wanted to make it wounded, he wanted to make it ugly, miserable like his own heart.. So he did what he shouldn't.. He did what he promised he would not do again.
But here he was.
Taehyung made the first cut. The blood started oozing out from there and kept falling in the basin. Taehyung smiled like a mad man seeing the basin getting red and redder with every cuts he made.
"I deserve it"
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Taehyung was lying on the bed when he heard two knocks on the door.. It's been two hours after that incident.. He didn't try to aid it.. He just washed the blood with water and used a cloth to stop the blood flowing out of his hand.
Taehyung hummed and after few seconds the door got opened revealing a very concerned Jin.
