lost | A 김태형 Centric | ✓

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"Growth is painful. Change is painful.
But nothing hurts more than being
Stuck
Somewhere you don't
Belong"

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Taehyung was laying on his bed and closed his eyes to take a deep breath. The only thing he felt was seer pain bursting from his chest.

He groaned softly and sat up in the be and winced with pain. His head was pounding from pain and stomach twisting in knots.

Taehyung didn't remembered all the events from yesterday. But he had a vague memory of Hoseok slapping him across the face and keeping him up, Jimin gripping tight on his hair and yanking his hard.

And the others just kicked and punched Taehyung for the whole night.

Why ??

Well because at the practice someone tripped Taehyung on purpose and he fell. The manager got a bit angry and told the members to apologize.

They did it in front of him but Taehyung knew he would be living a nightmare soon afterwards.

The sun light shone from the crack in the blinds and highlighted every imperfection and bruises on his body.

The male slowly got up from the bed and held back the scream. His spine felt as if someone snapped it in two.

Taehyung stumbled into the bathroom and quickly took a shower. When the water came hitting his skin, Taehyung flinched under it.

The soap burned his skin. Sad thing was that he had no medicines to fix the bruises.

After a painful shower Taehyung quickly wore a baby blue sweater and black jeans.

Jeans were cutting his legs but he ignored the pain. He was standing at the point of life where he had been so much of pain that it didn't matter to him anymore.

"HEY HELLHOLE GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE" He heard a yell from downstairs.

Taehyung wrapped his arms around himself and bit his lip. His breaths heavied and heartbeat picked up speed.

Taehyung gazes into the mirror. The baby blue sweater was so different than he was. The colour was innocent, like it didn't knew that pain even exists and then there was Taehyung going through pain in every Second of his life.

Voices started whispering in his mind. Telling him how worthless He was and he should die for the world's sake.

Taehyung ignored the voices from his head and headed downstairs. All the boys were having breakfast and laughing as a perfect family of Six.

Six.

"Clean the dishes" Seokjin ordered and Taehyung gave a nod before picking the dishes from the table and started washing them.

"Come for the practice" Namjoon said and went back enjoying with the boys. Taehyung felt his eyes turn blood red from tears and hate.

Was he their slave??

Taehyung didnt remembered the last time he gave a true smile. He just gave those fake ones.

The heard the boys leave the dorm and the place fell silent. Taehyung's knees gave in and he fell on the ground.

He sobbed the hardest he could. The loudest his lungs could allow him to scream.

The pain burst out in his body and mind. Taehyung had been through a lot of physical pain. But the bruises eventually faded. But the mental pain was too much. The scars stayed there forever and just went in deeper everytime he was hurt.

His sobs slowly turned to sniffles and he allowed himself to relax a bit. To cherish the moment of comfort he had.

He started singing the lullaby his grandmother used to sing him when he was little and had nightmares.

His ragged and deep voice filled the house.

"Deep in the meadow..
Under the willow..
A bed of grass, A soft green pillow..
Lay down your head
And close your sleepy eyes.
And when again they'll open, The sun will rise.

Here it's sweet and here it's warm. Here the daisies protect you from harm...
Here your dreams and sweet and tomorrow brings them true...

Here is the place where I love you....."

Taehyung stopped, He had forgotten the next verses a long time ago. He was ashamed of himself but anyways the song did a nice job to relax Taehyung wherever he was close to have a panic attack.

Taehyung quickly completed the dishes and left the dorm. He hailed a taxi to the bighit entertainment.

His body screamed from protest as Taehyung sprinted to reach the practice room. He opened the door and entered it.

The boys were talking and laughing at something but the moment the boy entered, the laughter left the space and scowls replaced their faces instead.

"You are late punk!" Hoseok spat,"Don't you know the value of time?"
"S-Sorry Hyung" Taehyung said and bowed ninety degree.

Hoseok scoffed and said,"Let's start guys"

The music started and the guys took positions but the only thought in Taehyung's mind was.....

"Here starts the hellhole"