Taehyung's POV
"Tae,"
I heard it.
"Tae,"
Wake up.
"TAE!"
Wake Up!!!
"TAEHYUNG!!!!"
All of the sudden
All my broken memories had came back.
My father.
He was killed.
He was tore into pieces.
By him.
Him.
HIM!!!
I was crying.
I was kneeling beside my dead father.
"Why?" I asked.
But I didn't get an answer.
"Why?" I sobbed.
"WHY?!?!?!" I screamed.
Finally letting it all out.
I felt pain.
From my back.
It felt like something was coming out.
It felt like...
Wings!??
"Help me..." I plead.
But no one heard.
"Help me please!!" I plead again.
"PLEASE!!!!"
I plead and plead,
Until I finally got crazy.
My teeth got sharper and I was coughing blood.
My eyes were flashing bright red and blue.
The wings.
It came out.
It finally came out.
Those enormous wings.
Black wings.
I wasn't myself anymore.
I was laughing.
Maniacally.
This is how it feels??
Pain.
Alone.
Unloved.
With no one else.
And no one to help.
"Arghhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!"
I screamed.
"Come here, Tae,"
He said.
HE F*CKING SAID.
I followed his voice.
Till I was standing beside a puddle
Of blood.
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