Taehyun looked at the mirror. His left eye was swollen, painted with a tint of mauve color, it hurt to even open his eyes properly. His eyes drifted down to his nose and cheeks, there were small cuts all over his cheeks and his nose was decorated with a bandaid, his eyes caught his lip that had a small but deep cut on it.
He looked at his reflection in the mirror.
His face was ruined,
And no makeup could fix it, no makeup would cover the story he held behind his ruined face.
Flashbacks of the things that happened come into his mind, each time he remembers the hard punches and kicks, his body gets electrified. His body is not used, and will never be used to the pain that is left after each time he is harassed. Sure he tells himself that it's not a big deal, that the pain doesn't bother him but he can't lie to himself.
He never likes the pain, no one does.
He shakes his head, drifting his eyes from the mirror, he can't stand the state he is in, he doesn't want to be reminded of what happened earlier.
Holding the sink for support as he holds his head down, letting the tears he has kept in finally escape.
A few seconds later, he finds himself falling to the ground of the hospital's bathroom, holding his knees up to his chest and sobbing loudly, he is left with nothing.
Nothing.
What's the point of living now? When all he has left is his longing for someone to love him, for someone to hold him tight and tell him everything will be alright. Now he is left with nothing but the voices in his head, screaming and laughing at his pathetic state.
He needs to be held, to have his hair stroked as someone tells him that he is alright, that they will never leave him.
"Who is in there? Please come out! I can't hold it anymore!" an angry voice breaks him out of his thoughts, bringing him back to reality.
He almost falls back to the ground as he gets up with the support of the wall and washes his face quickly, not sparing a look at his reflection in the mirror that is smirking down at him.
"Man, you are not here alone, it's a public place so just take your dump and get out." the man hissed as he quickly walked past Taehyun to the bathroom.
Feeling the anger rising up in him he turns back to the bathroom door and holds up his middle finger, saying a fuck you to the man behind the door, to the world.
He walks out of the hospital doors and pulls out his phone from his pocket, opening the phone call app and searching through his contacts.
He gets stuck between two contacts, two different people.
Heeseung (chingu 1)
Beomgyu (chingu 2)
He hesitates, not knowing who to call, but before he can think further, he gets a call.
"Hello?"
"Finally! What the hell were you doing? Not answering any of our calls?! Anyways, get back here and pick your stuff, we are putting your room for sale"
"I-I'll be there, don't touch anything" and with that, he ends the call, grabbing a taxi and heading towards the place he once called 'home' but never felt that way.
As he enters the house, he is met with the stares from Mr and Mr. Kim, looking at him as if he is a criminal.
Without any words, he walks to his room and starts packing his things, once everything is packed up his eyes catch a glimpse of a photo frame, he picks up the frame and his eyes widen once he looks at the picture inside it.
It was a picture of a woman, smiling with her pretty dark brown eyes while posing as a peace sign. The woman is so beautiful that even the word beautiful itself can't describe her beauty. Taehyun wonders who she is.
He has never seen her, not once.
He takes the picture out of its frame and sees a name behind it,
Kang Seolhyun
The world around him freezes, the picture falls from his hands to the ground. The feeling of realization hits him.
The woman in the picture is his mother.
He had never seen her, not once in her life had he heard about him as it was forbidden in this house to talk about her.
She looks like an angel, how Taehyun wishes that this angel didn't disappear so soon from his life.
"Mother..." he whispers, caressing his mom's face in the picture.
"What the hell are you doing here? Pack your things and go!" Mrs. Kim yells at him.
He doesn't say anything, putting the picture back in its frame and grabbing his suitcase, his shoulder brushing against Mrs. Kim's who is standing next to the door when he leaves the room.
Once he is out of the house, he unlocks his phone and goes to his contacts, clicking on Heeseung's name without any further thinking.
"Hello?"
"Hyung, can you pick me up?" he asks quickly.
"S-sure, where are you? Do you need me to bring you anything?"
"No, just please come quickly it's cold outside, I'm standing outside of my house"
"I'll be there quickly, keep yourself warm!"
And with that he ends the call, waiting for the arrival of Heeseung.
A few minutes later, Heeseung arrives in a black car, quickly coming out of the car and wrapping the blanket in his hands around Taehyun's body.
"Oh my! What happened? Who did this? Do you want me-" he started pampering Taehyun with questions but taehyun cut him.
"I don't feel good, let's just go. Please?" he looked up to Heeseung with tears threatening to fall from his eyes.
They get into the car, Taehyun sitting in the passenger's seat and looking out while Heeseung drives, not bothered by the fact that every few seconds Heeseung looks at him but then drifts his eyes back to the road.
"I can feel your eyes on me"
"Sorry, I was checking to see if you are feeling better or not."
"I'm fi-"
"You are not! Stop saying that to me, we both know you are not fine! I already told you, you can trust me with your feelings, I will listen to you, Taehyun" Heeseung interrupted him, offering his hands to Taehyun.
"Please, just let me in?"
Taehyun looks at his eyes once again, hesitating before putting his hand in Heeseung's slightly bigger ones. Heeseung feels his face warming up at that small action.
"I got kicked out of my house" he says.
"Why? Is that- is that why you look beaten up?" he asks as he looks at Taehyun's eyes, squeezing his hand.
"I don't look beaten up, I AM. and to answer your question, I said something I shouldn't have, I can't tell you any further information, sorry" he answers apologetically.
"It's alright, I just want you to know that I'm here, Taehyun. I want you to trust me." Heeseung says, his eyes filled with nothing but adoration for the younger lad.
"I know, thanks."
"Do you want me to take you to my house? I will talk to my parents and see if you can stay with me, you can make homethere" Heeseung suggests, looking in front of him again.
"It's okay, I will find a place myself, I just wanted to be out of that house and not see those monsters again."
A/N
Phew, finally! Got rid of Mr and Mrs. Kim but now Taehyun is a straykid (straykids woah!)
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