Kim Taehyung.
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING???"
That voice...
It was so familiar...
Help me.
Jeon Jeongguk.
I was crying.
Tears were streaming uncontrollably down my cheeks.
The beautiful boy,
the one that accepted me,
the one that helped me,
the one that needed help most of all.
My teeth clenched,
as I ran towards the man that kneeled beside Taehyung.
mustered all of my strength,
I kicked the man,
letting him topple to his side.
He smirked while dusting himself off.
"Are you sure you don't know me?"
"NO!!! NOW TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE DOING WITH TAEHYUNG!"
"I'm you father, Jungkook."
I froze.
This ugly, disgusting, repulsive brute was my father?
No.
No.
No.
I took a step back.
He stood up, taking a step towards me.
No.
No.
He's my father,
but I can't let him win.
Aiming a crushing him towards his face,
he stumbled backwards, stunned.
I rushed towards Taehyung,
untying the fabric covering his eyes.
I hugged him tight.
His eyes stretched wide open,
"J-Jungkook..."
"I'm right here, Tae. Let's get you out of here."
He cried.
"I don't know what he put in those needles..."
My eyes traveled down to the rest of his body.
Bruises and cuts littered his body,
his teeth, lips, and the side of his mouth drenched in blood,
his clothes torn,
his eyes bloodshot,
but the worst,
were the needles stabbed into his arm,
blood oozing from the wounds.
I stopped.
His jaw was not where it used to be;
and should be.
"I'm sorry."
I should deal with that later,
but now,
I tore the needles from his flesh,
causing him to screech in pain.
"I'm so sorry..."
"It's fine."
Tearing off the bottom of my shirt,
I tended to all of Taehyung's wounds.
"Run Taehyung, I won't make it out of here."
Kim Taehyung.
"W-What?"
He flashed me a soft smile
before he answered my question.
A knife protruding from his chest,
the wound creating a puddle of blood at my feet,
blood exploding out from his mouth.
Blood flowing nonstop from his throat,
staining his teeth and lips,
dripping down his chin onto his white shirt,
before collapsing before my feet,
his father standing triumphantly over him.
