𝑻𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 -tk

chapter 36

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Jungkook's POV:

I didn't know what I expected when I knocked on Taehyung's door. Part of me wanted to find him in pieces, to find the shattered remnants of the boy I used to know. But another part of me was the part I didn't want to acknowledge thought maybe this time, he'd be different. Maybe this time, he'd be okay. Maybe he'd look at me with that trusting gaze, and maybe-just maybe-I could find the words to fix whatever the hell we had broken between us.

But when the door opened, and I saw him standing there-broken, trembling-I knew the last thing he needed was me.

His eyes were bloodshot, like he hadn't slept in days. His body was thinner than I remembered, and the way he looked at me was like he was already resigned to the fact that I'd never be there for him.

He didn't even move when I stepped in, just watched me from the corner of his eye, like he was afraid I'd hurt him again.

And maybe I would. Maybe that was exactly what he expected from me now.

I swallowed hard, the weight of everything pushing down on me.

I had to ask. I had to know.

"Is the picture they posted true?" I could barely hear the words come out of my mouth. My throat felt like it was closing up.

I didn't expect the way he froze. Didn't expect the way his eyes hardened with bitterness, his lips trembling as if he was fighting back tears. But the worst part was when he opened his mouth.

"Yeah. It's true. This is who I am."

I swear, my heart stopped beating for a second. The anger, the confusion, everything came rushing back in a wave. I didn't know how to process it. How could he just accept it like that? How could he admit to something so-so degrading?

I didn't mean to say it, but it came out.

"You're nothing but a fucking slut, Taehyung," I spat, each word dripping with venom. "Pathetic."

His eyes widened, like I'd slapped him. But I didn't care. I was so angry-so fucking angry that it made me feel like I was losing control. And when he stood there, not even reacting, not even fighting back, it pissed me off even more.

I shoved him, sending him crashing into the wall with a sickening thud. He didn't even try to fight it. Just crumpled, like he was waiting for me to do it. Waiting for me to prove everything he already thought about me.

"Look at you," I hissed, stepping closer, my voice low and menacing. "You're nothing. You're a joke. And you're pathetic for thinking I'd ever care about someone like you."

His face didn't change. He was still standing there, broken, the same boy I had hurt countless times. And I-god, I hated myself, but I couldn't stop.

I raised my hand before I even realized what I was doing, and before I could stop myself, I punched him. His jaw snapped to the side with the force of it, and he staggered back, his eyes glazed over.

His lips parted, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, but that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was the way he looked at me-like I had just confirmed everything he already thought.

"Fucking piece of shit," I muttered, my voice shaking with rage. "You're just like your mother, aren't you? Pathetic. Worthless. A disgrace."

The words hit me like a gut punch. They were wrong. So fucking wrong. But I didn't care. I was so angry, so confused. I didn't know what the hell was going on anymore, and it felt like I had to lash out at something. Someone.

But when I saw him flinch at the mention of his mother, it felt like the world stopped.

I turned away before I could stop myself. I couldn't look at him anymore. I couldn't face him. I knew I was crossing a line, but the words just kept pouring out.

I wanted to leave. I wanted to be anywhere but here, facing the reality that I had just shattered the one thing I still gave a damn about.

"I never should've cared about you," I muttered under my breath as I made my way to the door. I could hear his sobs in the background, but I didn't stop.

I couldn't.

The door slammed behind me with a resounding echo that seemed to hang in the air long after I left.

And as I stood there in the hallway, I realized-too late-that I had just destroyed him but isn't it taehyung's fault?

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