I woke up laying against a tree. It was monday. I checked my phone to see that i still had enough time to go to school if i ran. It might be a little weird that i don't have my backpack, but im sure i can just say i forgot it. So i ran as fast as i could to school.
When i got there the guys were waiting for me ask usual. I tried my best to act normal, but it wasn't easy after what i saw.
" dude, wheres your backpack?" jimin asked me.
" i left it at home" i said.
" stop forgetting stuff" yoongi said.
" yeah yeah" i replied. Then the bell rang. " got to go"
Me and taehyung started walking to our first class, when i couldn't hold it in anymore, and started running to the bathroom.
" where are you going!? Hoseok?!" taehyung called out, chasing after me.
As soon as i got to the bathroom, i leaned over the fist toilet, and taehyung came in as soon as i started vomiting. I kept remembering how my dad just... Kept stabbing her. The blood, it was to much for me to handle.
I fell to my knees next to the toilet, and taehyung ran to me.
" oh my god! Are you ok?" he said, kneeling down next to me.
I rested my head in my hands as hot tears started to drip from my eyes. Then i hesitatingly said " n- noo". The tears dripped down my hands and landed on the cold bathroom floor. " he... He just... Oh god"
Taehyung pulled me in for a tight hug.
" its your dad isn't it? Its ok. You can tell me what he did... I wont say anything"
I kept crying into taehyungs chest as i attempted to explain. Then i realised it. Whats the point of telling him. Why are you crying. Your such a a baby!
" he just... Beat me again. Really bad..." i lied.
" its ok, im here" taehyung said. I took comfort in his words, but i knew this happiness wouldn't last for long.
" we should clean up, were already late" i said in between sniffles.
Taehyung slowly released the hug. And helped me stand up.
" ok"
_____The next few days, i didn't go to school. Of course that meant that taehyung and the others were blowing up my phone with questions like ' where are you?' and 'when are you coming back'.
Managed to fool them into thinking i was sick. All of them except for taehyung. He took a little more convincing. I told him my parents were on a trip to las vegas, and they were forcing me to stay home and clean.
It was a pretty good lie if i do say so myself. It was 2 days after that, and i was so tired of everything. I was sitting in a park, with the same clothes from sunday on, even though it was friday. I checked my nearly dead phone, and it was after school time.
Hoseok: can i come over to tour house?
Taehyung: of course
Hoseok: thanks
I made my way over to taehyungs house. I was planning on telling him everything. What happened with my parents, and why i hadn't been going to school. And when i finally got there i took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

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Hidden Bruises (vhope)
Fiksi Penggemar" once a fucked up life, always a fucked up life" - jung hoseok. Warning!! This story contains a lot of depressing/ triggering topics such as abuse, self harm, and suicide. Don't read if you cant handle this kind of material. 18,264 words