Taehyung POV;
I'll be here forever, not as a friend but as and abuser.
I cried after hearing those words. He'll never leave me. He'll always be here to ruin me.
"P-prosperity?" I call. "Y-You there?"
Of course he's not there. He's dead! You killed him. All you want is to be depressed all day so you got rid of him!
No..
He was the only one to help me through my problems. I'd talk to him every time I felt down. He can't just leave...
I begin to cry a bit more.
Shut up and stop crying your puffy little eyes out. You look ugly when you cry. Go brush your teeth.
I do as he says and go to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and spit the water out. Some of the water bounces off the sink and almost hits the power outlit.
I stare at it for awhile.
Bet you wanted that to hit. Bet you wanted to get electrified.
"V shut up."
You can't make me.
"V, I said SHUT UP!" I yelled throwing everything on the sink to the ground. I start to panic again. My breathing getting heavier and heavier by the second.
"Taehyung?" My mother calls " Is everything ok?"
She comes over to me caressing my back.
"N-No. He's telling me. He-He's." I struggle to form words.
"Shh honey it's ok. You'll skip school tomorrow, wake up late, have a good delicious breakfast and then you can say all your troubles to the therapist, ok?"
"O-ok." I cry into her shoulder.
"Umm.. M-Mom?" I ask.
She hums
"Ca-Can I sleep with you?"
She smiles at me and nods.
We go to bed. For once, I finally am able to sleep safe today.
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Dealing with Abusers • VKook
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