Judgment

Dream?

"Words are just letters, letters are just lines, and lines are just scribbles so, I guess we define ourselves with scribbles how stupid."

(Hoseok's P.O.V.)
I get on the bridge. But I hear someone.
"Hoseok!" It's Taehyung. "Get down"
"Why should I?"
"Because I-"
"You what? Taehyung"
"I-"
"You care? You don't want me hurt? You don't want me to die?"
"No, Hoseok I love you."
I try getting down. I fall off the bridge.
"Hoseok! Wake up!" I hear my teacher.
"I'm so sorry"
"It's time to go home"
"Ok I'll see you tomorrow" I say.
I start walking home. I didn't live far from the school. I was so relived that it was a dream.
I was confused about the kiss. Why...Why would I dream of kissing Tae. He's like my brother. I walk in half happy and half confused.
"Boy!" my dad says.
"Fu-" I say stopping.
He hits me and hits me. After he finishes I run up stairs and add three horizontal cuts on each wrist. Forgetting all about the dream. I run outside and down the street.
"Hoseok!" Jin yells running up and hugging me.
"Ow fuck" I say.
"Hoseok what did you do?" Namjoon asks in a soft but stern voice.
"Nothing" I say.
"Sleeves" Namjoon says grabbing my wrist.
"Ouch that hurts!"
"Hobi?" They all say. Namjoon pulls up my sleeves. Finding my bloody wrists. I then run home.
"Sweetie can you come here?" My mom asks.
"Yeah" I say walking in.
"I'm pregnant about 8 months." She says making sure my dad wasn't around.
"Mom" I say.
"Promise me you won't let your dad hurt the baby." she says grabbing my shoulders.
"Promise"
"Hoseok!" My dad yells.
He punches me. Someone knocks. I run up stairs. I grab the blade on my night stand. I make deep cuts and lay back on my bed. Someone bursts through the door.
"Hoseok!" Namjoon yells.
"Namjoon?!" I ask grabbing a ankle wrap to wrap my wrists up.
"Were you going to kill yourself!?"
"No I can't! I'm just-" my dad comes up. As I'm wrapping my wrists.
"Hoseok!" He says. He grabs my wrists.
"Dad ow let go!" He pulls me up from my bed and throws me on the ground like human garbage.
"What the hell is wrong with you!?" Namjoon asks.
"I'm fine Namjoon. Go!" I say.
"No get the fuck off him" Namjoon says.
Wait the dream. Oh no. Namjoon I'm sorry. You shouldn't see this.
"Namjoon it's okay I'm fine" I say as my dad leaves.
"You call that okay!?" he asks.
"Namjoon please don't worry"
"Worry? After what I just saw how can I not?"
"Please don't worry"
"Hoseok how bad? Is this the worst he's done?" I shake my head."Hobi it's not okay."
"it's almost like he's trying to protect. I wonder why I'm not worth it." I think to myself. "Why are you trying so hard to protect me!?" I ask.
"Because I feel like as your hyung I need to!" I run out of my room not wanting to deal with pity.