Falling for you... (A Taehyung fanfic)

🔘Chapter Sixteen🔘

Im sitting in my room when the door flies open and my father comes in with rage in his eyes. He comes up to me and yanks me up by my arm.
"What the fuck is this?!" He yells as he holds a paper out to me. I look at it and it's my progress report from school. I purposely didn't pick it up from the office all week. I know there's a C on it and father would flip if he saw it. That's what is happening here.
"Well??" He yells.
"It's my report from school." I say.
"Your damn right it is. And why the hell is there a C on it? Hmmm? I thought you were smart, apparently you're not. I didn't raise an idiot. Fix it or I will do it for you." He goes to walk out and notices a stack of new textbooks on the edge of my desk.
"Oh.. what do we have here?" He asks.
"There's new textbooks, the semester changed so now I have new classes." I quickly explain.
"Did I ask for a fucking explanation? I think not. New classes huh? Maybe that's why your a flunky." He says as he tips the books over the edge and lets them fall to the ground. On one of them the spine breaks and pages start falling out.
"What are you doing standing there? Pick up your mess!" I walk over and start to pick them up. When I get to the broken one I'm very careful with it so no more pages would fall out. I put it on my Bad so I can fix it.
"Why the fuck did you put it on your bed? That's not where it belongs." He snaps.
"I'm gonna fix the spine so the pages won't fall out." I say.
"Oh so your saying I broken you book. Huh?" He says. But before I could tell him no he grabbed the others and opened them tearing the pages out and kicking them. Totally destroying them. He gets the one of my bed and I grab some of the papers still there and hold them to my chest. He looks at me and grabs the papers.
"What? You think these won't get ruined either. Your sadly mistaken." I then make a big mistake.
"Father, those are school books they cost money." I say. He freezes and that when the hitting begins again for tonight. He hit me either because I came home late. He hits me with the textbooks and rips the papers. I cry and cry asking him to stop. I don't care what he does to me anymore. The books on the other hand I can't pay for. I can't afford $150+ for these four textbooks I need for class. I cry and cry until I stop. I go around my room picking up the mess. I lay all the pages that aren't ripped inside on of the broken textbooks and the others I set on my desk. I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Later my father had clearly been drinking when he wonders up to my room and sees me still awake at 11:00. He decided to punish me for being up late so that I'll be a pain in the morning. He beats me. And busts open my lip. I ask him to stop repeatedly. He just keeps hitting. It's getting harder to speak cause of the swelling in my mouth.

I'm abruptly taken out of my sleep by Tae shaking me. I'm sweaty, my nose is running, and my face is wet. I've been crying.
"Haylee, are you okay? You were yelling in your sleep and crying." He says and I look to see he's wide awake. I had a nightmare about my father....
"I had a nightmare." I say simply.
"Was it about your father?" He asks. He  knows me so well now. I nod and he hugs me tightly.
"Don't worry he can't hurt you. I've got you. Shhhh got to sleep I'm right here." He says and kisses my head.
"TaeTae can you sing to me?" I ask hoping it's not a strange request. He smiles at me and nods. He starts to sing softly. I don't know the song and it's in another language but it's very soothing especially with Tae's beautiful deep voice singing. (A/N: imagine which ever song you want Tae to sing. I can't pick his voice is amazing.) I soon fall asleep to his voice. The best thing is I don't go back to that nightmare. I don't dream at all I'm at peace and it's great.

The nightmares happened frequently after I started living with Callie's family. I was terrified of my father and that something would happen and he would get released. Or that he would escape and come find me and kill me. The worse ones were when my mother participated in the bearings. It was awful. I would wake up from them with Callie at my side rubbing my hair out of my face. Sometimes she would come baring water or a change of clothes cause I would be some sweaty. I last nightmare I had was the day before I left for the apartments. It still terrifies me that one day my father could possibly get out of jail. Or that my mother will find where I moved to and bring him here. There used to be a full length mirror on the closet door in my apartment but I took it down. The first day here when I went to change I seen myself in the mirror in my bra and underwear and I broke down and cried. I seen all the burns, scars, and marks left there by him. It's too much sometimes. When I'm alone and I have time to think, really think, I get caught up in it and sudden horrible memories come up. Nothing works once I think of them. I just have to live with it. There's only probably a handful of people who would understand what I go through everyday. Tae will never be able to understand, he will say he does. But he won't. Unless you've been through it you don't know this kind of pain. It's not something you can fix with medication, an apology, therapy or even hypnosis. It always comes back. Nothing works. But at this moment Tae's voice is the only thing keeping those nightmares and memories at bay. I think I finally found something that can give me temporary relief.

I just don't know for how long....

(A/N: its currently 2:00 in the morning right now. I'm the only one up and everyone else it asleep. Hope this chapter wasn't horrible. I just wanted to give a little insight in the details I don't mention that go on inside Haylee Jameson's head. And what she thinks. Hope your enjoying the story so far. Thanks for reading.
-Author, Hollie)