thantophobia ☁️kv

☁️ vol. 6 | 5 + 5 = 8

"You couldn't FIND HIM!?"

"Yes... Sir!" He whimpered in fear.

"Ah! Sir!" His arm started to twist like it was on his own. "Sir please! Save me! Give mercy on me! Please! Ah!" His arm started to twist even more.

"What's 5 + 5?"

"8! Ah!" He got a smack to the face.

"Wrong! Try again. Get it right, you get mercy!"

"Sorry sir!" He screamed in pain.

All day you would hear screams and multiple of them coming from that one door.
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"Taehyung?" Jungkook groaned. He slept on Taehyung's lap.

"Yeah?" He pet Jungkook's hair gently.

"Can I see your parents? I need to ask them an important question..."

"Why?"

"I really do not want to go home now. I'm afraid my father going to go and hit me."

"Jungkook. You can stay here... But go to my parent just to call your mom that you're staying over a friend's house, okay?" Jungkook would never admit it but he loved Taehyung. He felt super bad for bullying him. He was so stupid and he hated himself.

"Okay, fine" Jungkook said unconfident. I obviously can't do it. His father will just pick up the phone. He's looking for me right now. If I don't go home, he'll keep searching for me all day and night. If I come out of this house, one of his guards will see me and I'll get abused again. Most likely, if I don't come home... Taehyung'll get hurt. I don't want him to get hurt. I want to protect him with all my life if I can. I love him too much, heh. I just want him to be safe.

"Jungkook!" Taehyung said out of concern. Jungkook blanked out for a bit.

"Y-yeah!"

"Jungkook, are you okay?"

"Yeah..." Definitely not.

"A-alrighty... Heh..." Taehyung obviously didn't buy his lie. What was bothering him so much? Was it me? Is he still in trouble?

"Taehyung. I need a bit of help."

"What is it?"

"Go to the store and buy a pocket knive, a medium piece of cloth and a set of black clothing." Jungkook handed him two twenty dollar bills. "Buy anything you want with the change okay?"

"Alright." Taehyung ran out of the room. Jungkook was laying down on one of the bed and came across Taehyung's diary.

Dear Diary,
Today, I met Park Jimin! He's my best friend. He's really funny but he's so short. Oh my gosh! My pinkie makes up two of the sizes of his pinkies. This is really funny but his hands and fingers are pretty cute.

Jungkook... He's really cold but cool. He's not really open. He's probably not used to people yet...

"Taehyung... This is what you think of me... Huh?" Jungkook depressed himself. He tried to think well, that he wasn't hurting Taehyung anymore and that he was now an ally and friend.

But.

What if he didn't think that? And then he kept over thinking, more and more questions popped up makeing him explode in tears. Puffs of red appeared on his face from how long he held his noise of crying.

He was so frustrated as he really couldn't express how sorry he was.

He was too late. His apology was at the wrong time and at the wrong place.

It depressed him like crazy. He strangled his locks of hair, abuseing himself. It felt good even though it hurt but because it hurt, he kept going.

Am I going crazy?

"Yes, you are."

"Wh-"