His Diary || Taekook

Chapter 12

Taehyung's POV

9/9/17

Wow diary. I don't think I've had such a shit day like this one.

I felt terrible because of what I saw yesterday so I had to pretend to be happy the whole day. Taehyung bought it luckily but I don't think I've ever done something this emotionally draining.

Why did you pretend Jungkook? Why didn't you just tell me?

And then we had PE class today and on top of all this, my dad abused me more today. This time he felt brave and slapped me across the face. My cheek is still red from where he hit me.

"Oh Jungkook..." I cried aloud.

And get this: When he abused me this time, since he felt brave, he decided to yell at me too. He asked me why I'm so stupid and worthless and I told him I don't know, which earned me the bitch slap to the face.

His question really has me thinking though.

I really am stupid and worthless.

No. No you aren't.

He is right. The thing is I don't know what to do about it. God his words are bringing so many thoughts into my head. My brain hurts. I think I need sleep. Goodnight diary!

No. No no. This was the day he started to get suicidal thoughts. Why didn't he tell anyone? Why didn't he ask for a visit to the therapist? He should've gotten help.

He would be dead if he had gotten help.

I cried loudly, not caring anymore if Mrs. Jeon came up here because she heard me. I was grieving and I didn't care at all what she thought.

I realized I was getting closer to the end of this horrible diary because this entry was written on September 9th. That is exactly 7 days from the day he died.

He was going to kill himself in eleven more entries.

I didn't know if I was ready to read his last words but I wanted to get it over with so I turned to page twenty in his diary.