Taehyung POV;
I was sent home. Of course I was. I may hate school but I hate home even more.
I walk in the door of my house.
"You little shit! You freak! What are you doing home! Don't even come back! I wish you were aborted!"
I flinch in fear of the horrid voice.
"Taehyung? What are you doing back so soon?" A calm voice asks.
It wasn't real? He's not back yet?
"Taehyung what's wrong?"
"U-um nothing mom." I gave my mom a paper. "The school said I need counseling." I say.
"Did it happen again?"
"Yes.."
Oh so now you wanna tell the truth? Fucking attention whore.
"Am I going to counseling?" I ask ignoring him. I feel him take control of my arm, scratching my thigh, trying to make a cut.
Oh so your going to ignore me now?
"Yes honey, your state of mind is very unhealthy. I'll schedule an appointment for tomorrow. Get some rest now."
"Ok mom. Love you. Good night."
"Good night Honey, love you too."
She's lieing, she doesn't love you.
"I know."
I lay down in bed with the lights off and remember everything I did wrong today.
This is part of my daily schedule. Just over look my mistakes and cry.
"Why did I have that panic attack? Were they even looking at me? No they weren't."
Your just some coward. Can't handle fucking stares from other people?
"V shut up. I don't want to deal with you right now."
Well your going to have to deal with me. Forever and ever. I'll always be here. Not as a friend, but as your abuser.
YOU ARE READING
Dealing with Abusers • VKook
Fanfiction"Why is that kid talking to himself?" "He's a crazy little shit. Stay away from him if you don't wanna be like him." ☡TRIGGER WARNING☡ This story mentions rape, drug use, mental disorders, aduse and much more triggering topics. If you are sensitive...
