To Find You || tk♡

CHAPTER-29

"Once she marries him, everything would be under our control."

"Yes."

"But that man is becoming an interruption."

"He might ruin the marriage."

"Don't worry about that. His father will treat him well today."

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Jungkook stood infront of the door. It was not locked.
He placed his hand on the handle and took a deep breath.
The hand moved, opening the door.

He saw his father sitting on the couch and standing up on seeing him.

He smiled widely as he closed the door behind him and ran to hug his father.

A tight slap flew across his cheek.

Jungkook stood there and watched his father.

"There was no effect of beating you that day, huh?" His father spoke in a high tone.

Tears welled up Jungkook's eyes and he couldn't help that.

Another slap from his father broke him completely.

"You hang out with Jimin too, right?" The man started slapping him continuously while Jungkook just stood there. "DID YOU SUCK HIS DICK TOO?"

He now held Jungkook by his collar, the marks on his neck visible to him. "This. WHAT IS THIS?" He started tearing his son's shirt. "YOU GOT FUCKED BY YOUR BOSS?"

Jungkook accepted his fate and stood there, getting beaten up by his father.

His father now punched him in the stomach making him fall on the ground.
"YOUR MOTHER DIED." He kicked him. "ALL BECAUSE OF YOU.! A REAL MAN WOULD'VE SAVED HIS MOTHER AND YOU!? YOU ARE NOT EVEN A REAL MAN."

The kicks on Jungkook's bare stomach was hurting him more and more. But he didn't utter a single word and controlled himself from begging to his father.

The evil man took his belt and started hitting him harshly.
Red marks formed on each spot the belt touched him. It was hurting Jungkook a lot.

His Father made him stand up forcefully. "YOU ARE ALIVE BECAUSE I TOOK YOU!" He started dragging Jungkook by his wrist towards the bathroom. "IF I KNEW YOU WERE GONNA BE LIKE THIS, I SHOULD HAVE KILLED YOU."

He threw him on the bathroom floor and turned on the cold shower. "YOU ARE A PROSTITUTE! YOU LOVE FUCKING OTHER MEN RIGHT?"

Jungkook now sat on the floor hugging his knees tightly as the cold water made him shiver.

The man held Jungkook tightly by his neck and banged his head twice on the tap behind him.
Jungkook screamed in pain. There was no bleeding on his head thankfully, but it caused him pain.
"YOU WERE FUCKING A MAN WHO IS MARRYING SOMEONE ELSE?! YOUR MOTHER WOULD BE SO FREAKING ASHAMED OF YOU! SHE LEFT YOU WITH ME TO TEACH YOU WELL!"

Jungkook's vision was slowly becoming blurry. The cold water still flowing down on him. But he listened to each and every curse his father was saying.

"IF YOU GO AND MEET HIM AGAIN OR TRY TO FUCK HIM, YOU'LL DIE! I HOPE YOU DIE!" The man punched Jungkook, on the face causing his nose bleed.

"YOU'LL ROT IN HELL! AND THIS PLACE WILL BE NO LESS THAN HELL! ROT HERE! ROT IN THIS FUCKING APARTMENT!" He took out the phone from Jungkook's pant and kicked him for the last time.
"DIE HERE! BASTARD!"

Jungkook's eyes were hardly opened when he saw his father leave his apartment and lock it from outside, in fury.
He fell on the bathroom floor, with bruises all over his torso and nose bleeding badly.
The cold water still fell on his body, leaving him completely numb.

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"Why isn't he picking up the calls?" Taehyung murmured to himself. "Is he mad at me?"
He sighed and slid his phone back in his pocket.

The whole day passed and there were no calls from his secretary.

Taehyung stood up from the bed and stared at the painting on his wall. He got closer and stared at the painting that Jungkook did.

The bottom of the painting had the title.

'PAST'. Taehyung traced it with his fingers. He sighed amd got back to his bed.
"I hope he's fine." He prayed.

The next day, Taehyung got busy with the shopping for his engagement.
He was with Harin the whole time and got free in the evening. The day was exhausting for him.

"Hello Jimin." Taehyung spoke on his phone.

"Hey Taehyung." Jimin replied from the other end.

"I took your number from Yoongi hyung, if you don't mind."

"No. No. Its fine. Tell me. What is it?"

"Do you know where is Jungkook?" Taehyung asked straightaway.

"Umm...Did he not tell you? I tired calling him alot of times too but he didn't answer."

"Where is he?"

"He last called me when he was on his way back to his apartment yesterday. His father apologised. Then when he didn't pick up my calls, I dialed his father's. He said he went out of the city for some urgent work. He said it would probably be Busan."

"So suddenly? Did you go and check his apartment?" Taehyung asked.

"Yes. I did.  It was locked." Jimin uttered.

"Ok..thankyou. Tell me if he answers your calls." Taehyung sighed.

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Jungkook stood infront of the mirror, with no shirt on.

His eyes were fully swollen and dry.

He moved his fingers over the marks, his father left him with. They were alot.

Slowly, he digged his nails in his skin and started scratching the leftover clean skin.
When he still wasn't satisfied, he rushed to the bathroom and took out the razor blade.

He gulped looking at it and closed his eyes tightly.

"Will your mother like this?"

"I'm not killing myself, mom." He murmured as he looked at himself in the bathroom mirror. "It'll just be a little punishment." His voice broke.
"Just a little one."
He moved the blade on his shoulder, leaving cuts.

Blood started flowing out of the cuts.

He gave a few more cuts on his right shoulder, his stomach and his muscle. His whole torso was now almost covered in blood and he smiled.

Tears couldn't stop themselves from flowing, so they did. 
"It was just a little punishment." He smiled and cried.