Isolated {Kim Taehyung}

Chapter 2

Chapter 2 ~ Smoking Kills
>> Mi-Ya pov <<

I sat on the old swing set in the park, swinging back and forth as I let out a small puff of smoke, my cigarettes in between my cold fingers. I didn't want to go home, not back to that place, not back to my arguing abusive parents. Since I was 6, my parents constantly argued. My mother soon turned to work and was constantly away. It was the same for my father but he also turned to alcohol as well as work and whenever he'd come home drunk, he'd take his anger out on me. He use to say I deserved it, that them arguing was all my fault and I slowly believed it but my old best friend soon helped me realize otherwise but when he moved to America..I fell back into it and have never been able to escape since.

"Ah Mi-ya..". I turned my head to the right to see Min Yoongi with a cigarette in his hand. He looked down and widened his eyes slightly when he realized I smoked. A few seconds later he decided to occupy the swing next to me before lighting his own. "I thought I was the only one who came here" he said with a chuckle. I shrugged my shoulders slightly and looked up at the stars shining brightly.

"I don't come here often..only when I need space and time to think". Yoongi hummed slightly before looking at me and blowing some smoke into my face making me giggle slightly. "Don't we all?" he mumbled slightly making me raise an eyebrow. "Do you want to talk about it?". He simply shook his head as an answer, something I expected from him.

I knew from the girl talk around school that Min Yoongi wasn't very talkative and din't really like any female attention. He probably only put up with it because of Taehyung, Jimin, Jungkook and Hoseok.

"What about you? Do you want to talk about it?" Much like him I shook my head before letting out one last puff of smoke before throwing my cigarette to the floor and squashing it into the ground. "I don't like sharing my issues with other people" I explained to him. "I can understand why. It's none of their business when it comes down to it". All I could do was nod in agreement with him. He spoke the truth.

After an hour of speaking with Yoongi, I decided it was time I took my leave. He walked me to my door before smiling slightly at me. "You know..smoking kills" he said with a smirk making me laugh. "You should be telling yourself that..but I didn't know you smoked". He shrugged his shoulders and ran his fingers through his black hair. "The others don't know..so our secret?". He held his pinky finger out to me and I immediately linked mine with him. "Our secret" I confirmed before saying goodbye and walking into the dark building I called home.

"Mum?! Dad?! I shouted out. No answer. I guess they both went out. It's 11pm so mum won't be back tonight and dad won't be back. Another night alone.

I slowly dragged myself up the stairs and into my small grey, white and black bedroom before changing into my rose pajama bottoms and black crop top. Quickly I crawled into bed and wrapped myself up in the bed sheets before slowly and painfully falling into a sleep.

The next morning I woke up at 7 giving me enough time to get ready without having to rush. I straightened my black long hair before pulling it into a high ponytail. Once I'd done my teeth and washed myself I changed into some ripped black jeans and a pastel pink crop top, slipping on some heeled boots and my leather jacket. I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked out, locking the house behind me.

Once I reached school, I was met with the same thing. Stares, whispers and glares. Wait..glares? My eyes widened as Yoongi walked towards me with a small smirk. "Look at you all dressed up" he said making a small smile creep onto my face. "I could say the same to you". I ruffled up his hair making him playfully glare at me before tidying it up back to how it was.

"How come you're talking to me? I asked nervously making him raise an eyebrow and sling an arm over my shoulders making me flinch slightly. He looked down at me in confusion at my flinch but soon let it pass. After being hit so many times by my bad, I get scared at human contact like this. "Am I not allowed to talk to my new friend?" he asked as he led me through the hall. My eyes widened and I stopped walking as the word friend left him lips. "Did you just say friend?". He nodded his head and pulled away from me before flicking my forehead slightly with his fingers.

"Course I did! Now come on!". He gave me a big gummy smile before taking my hand and dragging me through the halls.

As we walked past Taehyung, I noticed his eyes on me with a big smile on his face instead of that serious look he usually had with me. He gave me a small wave causing my cheeks to heat up. I looked away and at the back of Yoongis head.

I finally had a friend..