trigger warning !!! sort of
Taehyung POV:
It was only half past 12am when I left, but it was more than 5 hours past my curfew. Going to parties, sneaking out, having fun was just a cover up. A cover up for something far worse than being a regular teen. I walked through my front door, sighing and preparing myself for the shit show that is my father.
"Where the fuck were you?" I tried to slide into my room as fast as possible, but his loud, stern voice filled the house. "You know, I needed you tonight."
"I don't want this anymore! I hate this! When can we stop killi-." My screams were already distant from my cracking voice and sobs. But, those were completely concluding by a slap right on the cheek that caused me to fall straight to the floor.
"Keep it down! Where were you?"
"At a party."
"With who?"
"A guy."
"I need more than that Taehyung, you know I do." My father snapped.
I took a deep breathe and spit it out because no matter how much I hate my father, I will not lie to him, "His name is Jeon Jungkook. I wanted to be a fucking normal teen for once. Why won't you let me, god."
"He's distracting you."
"Wh-."
"I want him gone."
I nodded, knowing exactly what he meant as a few fresh tears streaked my face. I knew I wouldn't get caught, I never do, but sometimes I just want to go to the police and turn myself in for what I've done. It's not my fault I do this, it's his. And I know that isn't, and never will be an excuse, but sometimes I just can't live down the things I've done. I'm a monster.
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AN: THIS CHAPTER IS SO SHORT I KNOW I'M SORRY. ILL UPDATE AGAIN TONIGHT WITH MY USUAL 1000 WORD AVERAGE CHAPS. THIS!IS!IMPORTANT!
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