Tell Me (VKOOK TAEKOOK)

Chapter 9: Shit I Messed Up!!

Tae’s point of view

The sound of my alarm clock woke me up. Not realizing the sheer pain and aches that companied me.
I tried rolling to my side, shifting my weight to my right arm and all I felt was horrible sharp pain, pinching my nervous.

I groaned out, and with that I discovered that my face felt sore as well. As my alarm was still going off, I slowly tried to reach for my phone but my muscles couldn't stretch further than an inch. I manage to turn off my alarm, and layed back down facing my white ceiling.

I tried to relax a little bit but the aches wouldn't stop. I recalled what happened last night, and the feeling losing control. I punched and kicked Jungkook several times but I was repaid back with the same treatment.

After I was done I got up from the parking lot and left, walking home holding onto my arm,feeling satisfied. I got back home worried that my mother would find me all bashed up and bloody. But luck was on my side, she wasn't home yet, and my little siblings were at a babysitters house while my mother finished her work.

Next thing I remember was collapsing on my bed and waking up with this damn pain.
Damm, and I have a game today, and by the looks of it my throwing arm isn't in good shape.

Shit how the hell am I going to explain this to coach and everyone else, that I purposely attacked Jungkook last night. That I beat the crap out of our only pitcher we have, and that I had no regrets. Yeah that's something to yap about.

Damm it damm it damm it, how fucken stupid can I be, even if he was a fucken jackass I let him get to me at the end, and I lost my cool.

I slowly sat up wincing at the soreness in my upper chest and my abdominals. I push my covers off and swung my legs over the edge off my bed. I felt really stiff so it was hard for me to unfold my body properly. I got out of bed holding onto my right arm, dragging my feet across my room all the way to my bathroom.

I switched on the lights and the sight of me in the mirror scared the crap out of me. I looked like a swollen tomato , with puffy eyes, a black bruise on my left cheekbone and under my eye. My lip was a bit swollen and I had cuts at each corner and my nose covered in dried blood.

If this is what he did to my face I don't want to know what my arm and my stomach looks like.
I walked closer to the mirror putting my hand onto my injuries. I poked at my eye and that hurt, my lips didn't hurt that much but my cheek throbbed like crazy.

I turned on the faucet letting warm water run out. I grabbed a hand towel and wet it. I used the towel to get the dried cracked blood that was on my nose and anything else. After that I washed my face gently, getting the rest of the dirty and blood off.

I took my clothes off revealing a huge black and red bruise on the side of my stomach and a little gash on my chest. I groaned in annoyance and slightly rubbed my lower stomach. I turned to my shower and got in.

Letting the hot water hit my cuts made me jolt but soon it eased my pain. As I finished up washing, and drying myself down and wrapping my lower body in a towel. I exit my bathroom letting the hot steam flow out, my door to my room flung right open, seeing my mother barge in like some police officer swinging a spatula at me.

“KIM TAEHYUNG, YOU HAVE 20 MINUTES TO GO AND EAT BREAKFAST AND TO  GET YOUR ASS TO SCHOOL. WHY…….”

My mom froze in her spot, decreasing her tone at me. Her eyes became wider than a goldfish, looking at me from head to toe. It took me a second why she was staring and I tried to cover up my body from letting her see my bruises.

She dropped the spatula in her hand onto the group, feeling so much shock that she saw my injuries.

“Mom…..I.”