"Taehyung.." My mother's voice calls for me in a strange delicate tone. She was smoking one of her cigarettes while looking at me with a smile. Strange..
"Honey, how was school?" She asks me with a smile.
"It was good I guess, nothing bad really happened..." I say.
"Great! Because I just got your grades and I wanted to see them with you just so I can congratulate you for all the A's you got." She says, patting the chair for me to sit on the couch next to her.
I bite my lip nervously, walking up to her and sitting with my head down. She then opens up the envelope and sees all the grades. My hands begin to shake nervously as I stare down at them.
"A D?" She suddenly chuckles and my eyes widen. I look over at her and she her staring at me blankly.
"You have a D in science?" She asks.
"I-I....I tried my best to-"
*SMACK*
"DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT!" She yells after smacking me extremely hard to the ground. My left cheek was stinging profusely and hurt to the touch.
"YOU'RE A DUMB MOTHERFUCKER JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER!" She screams at me, hitting me in the back of my head.
"Eomma! I'm sorry! I'll bring the grade up!" I cry.
"SHUT UP!" She yells.
"Give me your arm!" She yells.
"NO EOMMA PLEASE!" I beg, tears rushing down my face.
"GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING ARM!" She yells snatching my left arm with a furious grip around my wrist and pushing up the sleeve of me hoodie revealing my forearm with the many scars she'd given me.
"Eomma! Please No! I'm sorry!" I plead.
"NO DUMBASS LIVES IN MY HOUSE!" She yells before taking her lit cigarette and burning my arm.
"AHHHH!"
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Taehyung's eyes shoot open and he sits up in his bed, sweating and breathing heavily from the lucid dream.
He held up his left arm, looking at all the scars his mother had given him over the years as a child, it was only few of many that he had. He began wondering to himself why he kept having dreams about what the woman did. I didn't make sense to him. That woman was long gone and he was still thinking about everything she'd done to him.
"Hyung, you up?" He suddenly heard Jungkook call outside of his room as he knocked on the bedroom door.
"Yeah.." Taehyung responded, getting out of the bed and putting on some jeans and grabbing his black long sleeved v-neck shirt, putting it on. V often wore long sleeved shirts or turtlenecks, it was to hide away his scars, that covered pretty much his entire upper body. His arms, back, chest, and stomach, all cover in scars which remained as memories for Taehyung. He hated when asked questions about them. It was annoying and frustrating when people asked about his past. All he wants is to forget it all.
Taehyung opened his bedroom door and saw Jungkook standing outside his room looking at him.
"Jin hyung made breakfast he said to come and eat, oh and he also said to wake up Jimin hyung." Jungkook says before walking away. V leaves his room, closing the door behind him before walking down the hall to Jimin's room. Taehyung could hear extremely loud and obnoxious music coming from inside Jimin's room.
V knocks on the door but there is no response.
"Yah Jimin!" He calls knocking on the door a bit more before the music suddenly turns off and the door swings open and Jimin stands before him shirtless with only his boxers on, and his dark hair messy.
