LittleBoy

Chapter seven

Taehyung stared at the door for a long while, with a blank stare. His cheeks stained with dry tears, and his shirt dampened. His legs crossed over each other on the bed. He didn't do anything. Didn't move, didn't think. Just breathed.

When he felt his eyes began to water, he finally closed them, letting tears fall down his face.

No, I'm not pathetic. This isn't Jackson, he's just drunk. Maybe if I get out of the complex until he's sober, but where will I go?

Taehyung, turned his head towards his nightstand and saw his phone sitting on it waiting patiently for him to use it.

He scooted up towards it, and took it off the charger.

He logged into his bank account and saw that he had a little over enough to last for a few days .

He sighed in relief, and went into google, searching for hotels nearby.

He clicked onto some hotel that was maybe 5 miles away from here. He called the hotel's number and rented a room for a few nights. Once he was done with that, he sighed and finally got up. His legs were a bit wobbly since he had just been sitting there not moving.

He walked into Jackson's and his closet and grabbed a backpack, filling it with what he needed. He zipped it up, and set it on the bed.

He turned back to the closet and picked out a pair of black jeans and a maroon hoodie.

He grabbed a pair of vans and slipped them on, running a hand through his hair afterwards.

He grabbed his bag, phone, a black beanie and walked out of the bedroom quietly.

He tip toed to the kitchen and opened the fridge, making little noise. He grabbed a couple water bottles and stuffed them into his bag.

He opened a cupboard and snatched a handful of nature valley bars and stuffed them into the bag too.

Once he was finished with that, he tiptoed towards the front door, passing the living room. He saw Jackson standing with crossed arms glaring at him.

"Going somewhere slut?" He growled out. Taehyung visibly gulped,"p-please
d-don't m-make t-this
h-hard." He bit his lip, and held onto his backpack tighter.

Jackson chuckled and shook his head walking towards Taehyung, who stepped back.

"P-please d-don't, y-your d-drunk."

"Am I?" Jackson asked as he grabbed his bottle of beer and drank from it. Tae nodded his head.

Jackson chuckled and held his hand back and threw it at Taehyung. He missed by an inch and hit the wall instead. Taehyung flinched and shut his eyes. Jackson stumbled his way to Taehyung and grabbed his ass.

Taehyung slapped Jackson in the face and backed away,
"K-keep y-your h-hands
o-off o-of m-me y-you  
a-a-asshole!" Taehyung screamed out as he wiped tears away, only for more to come.

Jackson stared at him in disgust and kicked Taehyung in the stomach. "know your place you fucking whore. Never hit me again, or I swear to god I'll kill you."

Taehying cried even harder, as Jackson kicked him in the stomach a few times, before walking out of the room into the kitchen.

Taehyung cried out as he got up and lifted his shirt seeing a huge black and blue bruise already forming. He bit his lip and whimpered when he touched it, tears began to stream down his face, blurring his vision. He grabbed his bag, since it had fallen on the ground and stumbled out of the apartment. He walked to the elevators and hit number one. As the doors were closing, he saw Jackson coming towards the door. The door closed before Jackson could stop it.

Taehyung breathed out a sigh in relief, and wiped blood away from the corner of his mouth. He leaned his head back on the walls, and winced. He grabbed at the back of his head touching something sticky. He brought his hand back for his own eyes to see. Blood.

He sighed and threw his beanie on, covering it.

Once he hit the first floor and walked out, he searched for the keys.

Then he realised he never got them. He sighed and walked out of the apartment. He took out his phone as he continued to walk, tapping on google maps.

He put in the hotel's address and followed were it directed him to.

Suddenly he felt a wall and fell back, his phone falling beside him. His back protested as the pain came back.

"I'm so sor- what a small world. I was just thinking about you."

Taehyung, looked up and blushed. But not before wincing because his bottom was in pain.

"Here let me help you up."

He grabbed Taehyung's hand and helped him stand again," t-thank y-you."

The man chuckled, but then stopped when Taehyung lifted his face.

"What the fuck happened to your face?"