Only His Love | book one

Chapter 33: Broken

"It's because he's not my son."

Those words hit all of our ears.

Taehyung looked at his mom as I drove away.

This is terrible. I can't believe it. Why did she keep this from him? That's rediculous. It should've been brought to his attention.

"Taehyung." Namjoon put a hand on Tae's shoulder.

"Its obvious she's not my mom. She's just a placeholder. My real mom wouldn't treat me this way." Taehyung talked in a monotonous tone and it made my heart shatter.

"Y/N, are you okay? How are your knees?" Taehyung asked a lot more warmly to me and that made me think he just wants to change the subject.

"Oh, it's okay for now, they stopped bleeding a few minutes ago. It just stings a little." I go along with it, knowing he got the worst news before.

He wore a concerned expression when I looked in the mirror once we stopped at a light.

"Joons? Where does Grace live?"

He looked at me and started giving me directions.
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I dropped Namjoon off at Grace's and took his car. Taehyung moves to the front seat and held my hand.

"Don't worry about me Y/N. I'm glad she's not my mom."

"Taehyung, you can't say that."

"My childhood wasn't all that great. Sure, I got whatever I wanted, but I was extremely lonely. Jimin was always busy working, Grace was too young to play with, I was always by myself."

"Taehyung...."

I continued driving while we conversed. To be honest, I was so glad he opened up to me. I'm always opening up to him, but he finally told me his worries, fears, and things he appreciates. We talked so much that we arrived at my house. My house. No parents owning it. Which means no people can interfere.

We both stepped out of the car and walked up to my front door. Thank God for spare keys. He stood next to me while I was opening the door. Once we entered, I took my shoes off and he did the same.

"I'm gonna clean up my knees."

"Let me help you, baby." He followed me to the bathroom and I reached up to the cabinet over the sink. He reached higher and grabbed the first aid kit. I left the bathroom and sat on one of the dining room chairs.

"So you fell, huh?"

"Yeah." I give him a that's-expected-from-me face. He smirked and chuckled a little. He's back to himself. Thank goodness.

After a long while of silence, I was bandaged up, but pretty sore from the sting of anti-bacterial products used on my scrapes. The dirt that had found its way in my cuts had soon been washed out thanks to Taehyung's care.

I look up in his eyes and notice something as I got up. Taehyung glanced away from my eyes and went into the bathroom.

"Taehyung." I pull at his sleeve.

He doesn't give me eye contact and this made me a little worried. He can't hide his emotions from me. He just can't. I took the first aid kit from his hands and threw it on the table, pulled his arm along with me to my room, pushed him in a sitting position and sat on top of him.

"You're avoiding my eyes." I move my head to get him to look at me. Since this didn't work, I cupped his face and pulled him close to me. That's what made him look at me and hold my waist.

"What's the matter?" I gave him a lovingly-concerned face. He looked at me, eyes wide and dropped his head on my shoulder.

"Taehyung, I love you." He pulled my waist so I was completely up against him, and he was hugging me tightly.

"Y/N."

I nuzzled my head against his neck and began to caress his hair.

"I love you so much. You're always there for me. If I didn't have you, I'd be nothing. I love you so much, Y/N. I'm still shocked with how you can still be with someone like me."

He hugged me a lot tighter.

"Taehyung, you know very well that I wouldn't leave you. I'm so grateful because of you."

His back started to move and I realized that he was huffing breaths.

He was crying.

I hugged him, knowing for sure he didn't want me to see his tears.

"Y/N, I want to know everything. I lived with my so-called mother and my loving father. Where is my real mom? I need to know. Am I living a lie?"

I rubbed his back as he wept and I felt wetness on my shoulder. We sat on my bed close to each other and talked about our life for quite a while. He soon stopped and laid both of us down on the bed.

"As much as you want to know, I want to know too." I turned away from Taehyung and his chest faced my back.

"The real problem that concerns me is the fact that my mom knew about you. I feel like something happened to her while she was on her trip in America. She shouldn't have been so surprised and angry. She knew this stuff. It doesn't make sense. I just don't understand. We fought a lot when I was in high school, she was obsessed with my dad's money, she had a good fashion talent, but as soon as I got nicer because of you, she got nicer to me. I felt truly loved and not used because of money. She was the same woman, but she was nicer. You changed my whole aspect on life while I was in high school. Your positivity, your smile, and your heart."

He hugged me from behind and nestled his head over my neck.

I placed my hands over his protective grasp on me.

"I really want to know what happened. We need to find out." I whispered.

"No, I'll find out myself. My mom was there my whole life. I don't know why she told me that I'm not her child. We need to go over this matter. I want her to know that I want her in my life still, aside from the rude things she's done. But after she hit you, she's making me hold a grudge."

He sighed against my neck and I shifted my back cuddling up against him more. He began to brush the hair away from my face and kiss my cheek.

"Hey Taehyung, remember how Namjoon insulted 'your mom' because of her face?"

"Yeah, I believe so."

"And you know how she laughed about your father's death?"

"...yeah."

"If you think about it, she must've been ordered to do it."

Taehyung got up immediately and his eyes became wide.

"I feel like I know who ordered her to 'disown' you. And I think she had an accident in America."

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.....Wow. 😦 Do you know who it was?