Chapter 6

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"Y-You're what?"

You took a step back, horrified by Taehyung's confession. He was a member of the Crux? All these days you had been thinking wrong - the person you thought was safest for you, was your biggest danger.

"You're a member of the Crux?"

"I was Y/n." He quickly stepped forward rolling his sleeve back down. "I was a member. But as I said, I was a betrayer. I betrayed them. I betrayed them because I was trying to run away."

You shook your head, heart beating fast, still terrified by what this meant. "I don't understand."

"Sit down and I'll tell you everything."

"No."

"Trust me Y/n," He was literally pleading you with his eyes. "Just listen to me once-"

You held your hand up, stopping him from even trying to advance. "Tell me and I'll decide whether or not I have to trust you."

Taehyung let out a deep breath like he was finally getting a weight of his chest. "Its just another cliched story Y/n. I was a simple high school student, and the only child. My father was....he was not worthy of being called a father. Hell, he wasn't even worthy of being called a man. He was abusive. A drunk, abusive intolerable man. I don't know how my mother tolerated him. Or why. She said it's because she loved him, she knew this was not the real him, but that barely justified his actions. That was hardly reason enough to put up with his choices. She seemed to go to any extent to put up with him but I wasn't ready to. The older I got, the less compliant and the more defiant I got with him. It earned me more abuses, more beatings, more cracks of the whip. But I took it all for the sake of the small satisfaction of victory. It was my victory over him every time that left him with no choice other than to beat me, and for a long time that kept me happy. Until once the hand that was only raised on me till then, landed on my mother. I couldn't bear it Y/n. I never felt more angry than that before. I couldn't see reason, couldn't see what's wrong, what's right anymore."

You watched him as his voice shook and he refused to meet your eye anymore. It was then that you knew. He did something he was ashamed of.

"I didn't think it would kill him. When I smashed his darn alcohol bottle on his head, I didn't realize he would bleed to his death, I didn't realize I could kill him."

He looked so pained saying it made you regret asking him in the first place "Taehyung I-"

"It's become easier to say it out now. I've come to accept it. I accepted it long ago in fact. Because I personally went and surrendered. I knew my mother would take blame otherwise, I couldn't let that happen. I surrendered and got jailed for two years. I was still not an adult and the charges weren't severe enough because it wasn't intentional. I spent two years in that rotten place and in that time I met so many people Y/n. So many kinds of people, it still horrifies me that such people could exist."

"Is that where you joined the Crux?"

"No." He shook his head. "Though I joined soon after getting out. It was only when I got out that I realized how wrong I was about everything. I thought putting myself in trouble, making myself go through all the hardships I was protecting my mother. But I was wrong. I was so wrong. I didn't realize that in all this while, I left my mother alone. All alone in this world to simply sit and cry over her lost love and pine for her only son. I didn't realize how much that loneliness killed her on the inside. I didn't know how sick she became. I nearly threw up when I finally saw her Y/n, she looked like no more than skin stitched to a skeletal frame. It was so painful to just look at her. I tried to get her medical attention but it needed a lot of money, that too in a very short amount of time. No one would offer me a job because I had the mark of a criminal and so the only place a criminal was welcome was among other criminals."

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