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2 Months later.
Yes, I am breathing, but I never felt like I was actually living. I'm just letting life take control of the way I live. And of course I hated it, I hate that I make breakfast for my husband every morning, and I also hate that I have to endure his physical abuses. But what can I do? I can't go anywhere, I'm just trapped. I'm fucking trapped and I hate myself more and more everyday that passes. I'm such a wus.
But do you know what I hate the most? The fact that Taehyung does not even acknowledge my existence anymore.
Me and Taehyung have not be in good terms, and it's not that I really genuinely care anymore, it's just that it bothers me. He walks around like a ghost, and pretends not to see me every day. Yes, my husband still hits me but he just looks the other way and pretends nothing is happening. And fuck, it actually hurts.
I know I shouldn't be like this but I miss his attention, and I know it's sounds so wrong. I miss him showing any emotions. Because as of right now, I don't even recognize the person in front of em right now.
My finace and Taehyung were currently sitting down waiting for me to put the plates on their table.
I set the plate of eggs in front of my fiance, and he slowly started to caress my hands. I ignored it and turned around to get Taehyung's palte, when all of a sudden my finace grabbed my hips and turned me around. He then aggressively grabbed me by the private area and pulled me towards him. I let out a surprised shriek.
From the corner of my eye, I could see that Taehyung was shocked as well. My fiance then proceeded to massage my left breast. I did not enjoy this one bit. I felt humiliated especially because this was in front of Taehyung.
"It's been awhile since I have pleased you huh." He then started laughing obnoxiously like it was the funniest thing in the world.'
I looked away from him because I knew that I was not supposed to answer that question. I felt so disgusted but I can't really do anything about it. I wonder what Taehyung was thinking?
"I have a huge boner right now because you are wearing that skirt, you are going to have to take care of this for me later." He then smacked my butt from behind and started laughing towards Taehyung's direction.
I looked at him with embarrassment but he did not laugh with my fiance. In fact, he was staring at me. This was the first time in 2 months that he has looked into my eyes, and I did not want it to be like this. I looked away with tears in the corner of my eye. But I am not going to cry because I know better than to cry in front of 2 men.
I was walking into the restroom when I stopped dead in my tracks.
I saw Taehyung's lifeless body in the bathtub, he was drowning in the water. He was fully clothed and there wasn't blood anywhere.
Did he?
Did he try to Suicide??
I came running towards him.
I kneeled down and grabbed his head out of the water.
He was then gasping for air.
He was chocking on water, and he was coughing like a maniac.
"Taehyung!!!" I screamed.
I didn't even notice but tears were streaming down my face.
He looked up to me lifelessly. He saw that I was a crying mess. I know it's hard to live. But it's our duty to keep on living. Also, I know he's a good person.
He started to realize he got saved and he yelled, "Why did you save me!?"
I couldn't respond, I just kept crying for some reason. Out of all the times I could've cried, why did my tears choose now? I'm such a dumbass.
He then tries to drown himself again but I grabbed him up again.
"Let go!" He yelled.
"No!" I yelled back.
He slowly opened his eyes.
My selfish heart.
My selfish heart started to swell up.
I grabbed his face and said , "I care about you. You are not worthless because believe it or not but you mean something to me."
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I then sat him on his bed, while he had a towel around his body.
There was a very long silence between us. I didn't dare to speak up first. I didn't want to say anything wrong.
"How brave of me" He let out.
He was avoiding eye contact, but so was I.
"Killing yourself does not make you brave." I responded while fidgeting with my fingers. I usually do that when I don't know what else to do.
How could he even possibly think that? The only brave thing you could do is to keep on living even when you want to die.
"I'm such a nuisance to you. I'm sorry. You should be asleep right now. Why do I have to fuck up everything." He just went on rambling.
"Shhh" I tried to silence him.
"You should get some rest."
