Please don't leave me...

.1

The air was cold as Yoongi walked down the street to his house, the cold air hitting his milky skin and making his lips begin to chap. Yoongi could barley open the door as his hands were frozen "dammit" he whispered. He tried to be as quiet as he could, he knew his parents would be asleep at this time. Yoongi almost made it to his room upstairs when a voice stoped him. "Where the hell have you been Yoongi?" The voice was coming from the dark living room, he knew it was his father as soon as he heard the familiar harsh tone in his voice. "I-i was at the studio" yoongi replied, his voice almost not audible. "You need to be studying, not going to the studio instead!" His father yelled at him, Yoongi was used tk the yelling from his father so he didn't flinch when he heard his father raise his voice. Yoongi was about to say something but was stopped when his father pushed him slightly almost knocking Yoongi over. "Fuck you" yoongi spat as he stomped upstairs to his room. Yoongi's father was never supportive of his love for music, his mother on the other hand was very supportive. She bought him his first key board when he was 6 and he still has it to this day. Yoongi's mother always told him to follow his dreams. Yoongi was a student in his last year, he only had a few friends but he didn't mind. Yoongi was about to take a shower when he heard a faint knock on his door, it must have been his little brother because only he knows how to knock before entering. "H-hyung?" The voice behind the door sounded so quiet. Yoongi opened the door and saw his little brother looking at him with watery eyes. "Whats wrong Jimin?" Yoongi asked before bending down and pulling the small boy into a tight hug. "I-I had a nightmare" Jimin spoke barley above a whisper as he was silently crying into Yoongi shoulder and shaking. Yoongi noticed how his little brother was scared so he just decided to skip out on a shower and grab his brothers favorite blanket and teddy bear before getting into him own bed. Jimin snuggled up against Yoongis chest and smiled. Yoongi was happy that he could be a good hyung for Jimin to look up to, if only jimin knew this wouldn't last very long since yoongi needed to move out after graduating. The thought of leaving jimin broke his heart, he didnt' want him to have his dreams crushed by their father. Yoongi held Jimin closer until they both slowly drifted off into sleep.

Yoongis POV

I woke up feeling better than yesterday. I was about to get out of bed when i felt small hands wrapped around my waist. I smiled as i saw my little brother sleeping peacefully. I gently moved him off of me and kissed the top of his head before removing myself from my bed. I still needed to take a shower before school so thank god i still had an hour before class even started. I grabbed some clothes and walked to the bathroom, i could hear my parents arguing about something. It was probably about me, like always. "Yoongi needs to be focused on his school work not that stupid rap shit, does he really think he's going to be able to get enough money to buy a house let alone raise a family off of that!? My dad yelled at my mom. I hate when he yells at her, its not her fault. I slowly got into the shower and thought about what my dad said. Maybe he is right i thought as i washed the soap out of my hair. Once i was done i dried off and got dressed in the bathroom, when i got back to my room Jimin was gone; probably went to go eat breakfast. I grabbed my backpack and walked downstairs to eat breakfast. As soon as i got into the kitchen all eyes were on me, i wasn't sure what was said between my parents before i came down but i could tell it wasn't good. "So Yoongi when are you getting a job" my dad asked with a harsh tone, like he even cares. "I already have one, making music at the studio" my face blank as i poured myself a bowl of cereal. "Thats not a real job, you can't buy an apartment off of that. You need a real job!" I ignored my fathers words as i sat next to Jimin and started eating. "Answer me when i'm talking to you!" He was angry now, but i still ignored him. Before i knew it a hand came straight into contact with my face. I was frozen for a moment before looking at my father, i could see his mouth moving but all i could hear was a slight ringing inside my ear. Before i had time to think my father grabbed me by my shirt and pinned my against the wall, yelling at me as i still had the same blank look on my face. "Yoongi you are such a terrible son, why don't you listen and help provide for this family!?" My father was screaming in my face, i tried to push him off of me but he was stronger than me. "Why don't you find yourself a fucking girlfriend instead of hanging out with those idiot friends of yours" my dad spat as he let go of my shirt finally. I had enough of this shit "BECAUSE IM FUCKING GAY DAD, I DON'T FUCKING LIKE GIRLS" my fathers eyes widened as i said this, before i could even react he was punching me in the face, over and over again until i fell onto the floor. i could taste the blood in my mouth now and i knew for sure i had one black eye. My mother got him off of me finally and told him to leave the house. I stayed on the floor motionless as i watched my father leave the kitchen. "Yoongi" my mother said before rushing to my side "i'm so sorry Yoongi, i didn't know he would react this way" my mother had a worried tone in her voice, i knew he would be pissed once he found out but i didn't care at this point. Only my mother and friends knew up to this point. My mother tried to clean me up but i wouldn't let her, i slowly stood up on my own and walked into the bathroom. I took a good look at myself, deserve this my mind telling me what a piece of shit i am...but i already knew this. I cleaned up all the blood on my face and headed to leave for school since i was fucking late thanks to my father. As i was heading out i saw my mother holding jimin as he cried, i felt so bad that he had to witness that. I sighed as i left my house and headed for school.

As soon as i got to school i went straight to my first class. I stopped in front of the door and took a deep breath before entering. I knew i was going to get stares for two reasons, number one bing that i was late and number two being that my lip was busted and swollen and i had a fucking black eye. I sighed and walked into my classroom with my eyes glued to me shoes so nobody would notice, but because my luck wasn't going my way my best friend Namjoon noticed. "Oh shit dude what happened to you" he asked as scared at my purple and blue bruises. "Nothing, just got into a fight with my dad, don't fucking worry about it" i whisper yelled, thankfully he didn't ask anymore questions and just left it at that.

After what felt like years of taking notes, class was over. I walked out of the classroom and straight to my locker, the loud bell made that ringing come back into my head. Everything hurt right now but i still wanted to go to the studio after so i sucked it up and put my books inside my locker. I could hear girls screaming faintly to the left of me, fucking Jungkook i thought as i looked over. I was right, all the girls were screaming over him, Jungkook is a total asshole i don't understand how those girls can even like him. I closed my locker and walked over to the screaming girls, not because i wanted to but because they were by the front doors of the school. I kept my head down and my hands held the straps to my backpack tightly. Before i could get past the girls screaming i heard someone call my name from behind which caused me to raise my head and look. Of course it was Namjoon, we always go to the studio together. I lightly smiled as i saw Namjoon running towards me always tripping a few times. "Ready to go hyung?" Namjoon's bright dimple smile actually making me feel kind of happy instead of dead inside. "Yeah, lets go Joonie" we were about to leave until i saw Jungkook looking at us, only he looked at me with a lot of concern. Why the fuck would he care about me? 

Okay so this wasn't a very long chapter and i'm sorry, i'm just trying to see if people would like to know where this story might end up. Chapters will come out slow due to the fact that i'm in school and i might be working soon so i wont have much time to write as much as i would like, but this story will not be forgotten. Please enjoy this angsty shit show that i will soon reveal.