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CHAPTER 5

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"get the hell out of here,"

hoseok's piercing glares almost seemed as something that could kill. taehyung felt like a knife just sliced through his heart into pieces. he stopped breathing because his chest tightened painfully. everything just hurt.

"if you can't get this one single move right, then you're no longer needed in this group," jimin added coldly. there was no usual sparkling on his heart eyes whenever he saw his best friend, taehyung, before.

"you're bringing us down. if you know what's best, I think you should've just left us alone," this time it was seokjin. his shoulders tensed and a disappointed glare was thrown at taehyung who stiffly sat on the wooden floor right where Hoseok had pushed him onto.

"you're even worse than me," namjoon sighed. he looked bored and aloof, as if this situation was just a child game where they were all the bullies that played with their "punching-bag" playfully. nothing serious.

yoongi who was keeping his silence suddenly stood up and walked painfully slow towards taehyung who was still overwhelmed by shock and fear. he grabbed the younger's collar roughly which elicited a loud gasp from the said boy. the grip was deathly and it was suffocating taehyung.

the elder then dragged the poor boy towards the entrance door of their practise room. he pushed taehyung out after opening the door.

he sneered, "listen to your hyung. hoseok clearly told you to get out, you useless piece of shit." yoongi removed his grip and left taehyung there with tears already dripping from both his eyes.

if taehyung's heart was sliced, it was crushed by now.

taehyung let out a whimper and then a sob, couldn't bring himself to utter even a word. he didn't know what to do and where to go to. it was like there was a void that drown him inside helplessly.

he was completely alone. he had no one.

except... jeongguk.

taehyung looked up and frantically, desperately, searched for the younger. he must--no, needed--him now.

jeongguk was standing on one of the corner of the room, far from where taehyung was. his head was titled downwards whilst he leant onto the wall. his bangs covering his eyes, making taehyung panicked because the younger hadn't said or done anything, let alone helping him.

and when jeongguk finally looked up, what taehyung saw had made his blood went cold. there was no expression as jeongguk blankly stared back at taehyung. it was so cold, the way the younger looked at him, sending shivers down taehyung's spine.

why hadn't he done anything?

"just let him be. practise won't continue itself," jeongguk said coldly then turned to replay their song.

when the door was closed right in front of taehyung's face, that was the moment when he knew that his world has crumbled under his feet. it was too much—




taehyung woke up in a jolt.

his shirt was soaked in sweat as he tried to control his ragged breath. his chest felt so tight and a lump closing his throat.

right, it was just a dream. yet, it felt so real.

but there was no way in hell they would do something so cruel like that to him as taehyung thought, pushing aside every negative thoughts before they make their ways into the deepest, smallest corner of taehyung's brain permanently.

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