as i opened the door, i could hear the sound of the tv. there he is, sitting there, watching the tv.
" where the fuck have you been, you bitch? " he snarled.
i ignored him as i went upstairs to pack my stuff. i grabbed everything i needed and headed downstairs.
" what do you think you are doing? " he called from the kitchen.
" dad. im moving out, i can't stay with you any longer, it drives me insane, "
" no you can't leave, who said you could leave? " he said, slightly raising his voice.
" who are you to tell me what to do after what you've done to me? this is the exact reason why step-mother left you! " i slightly yelled at him, heart racing, for it is the first time i spoke back to him, also not wanting to catch taehyung's attention.
" how dare you! " he said as he grabbed a knife and charged towards me...
this is it...
taehyung's pov
why was it taking so long?! i started pacing about outside her front door.
then, i heard a scream.
" taehyung! no! " y/n screamed.
i immediately barged inside and took in the scene infront of me.
it was horrific...
