Chapter 5: Big Boys Don't Cry

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Taehyung POV

Taehyung looked around, taking in his surroundings.

It was a sunny day and the laughter of children filled his ears as he turned to see a playground filled with laughing kids, parents chatting to each other as their young ones played together.

The sky over head was clear and bright blue. The grass below a dark shade of emerald green. The scene was truly beautiful.

"Tae!" A familiar voice called and Taehyung heart leapt into his throat as he whipped his head around. There, standing before him, was the woman who made his heart ache.

His mother stood with a smile on her lips and her hands on her hips as she looked down at her son, Taehyung seeming a lot shorter than he was in reality.

"Mo-Mom?" Taehyung stuttered as he gazed up at his mother, who smiled.

She stood tall and proud, her black hair hung loose in front of her face and her clothes were baggy and old, being since she didn't have any more money to buy much more than that.

Her clothes may of looked worn and her face may of had early wrinkles, but her smile and eyes still twinkled. That fire was still there in her dark irises as she looked down at her son with a loving gaze.

Then the scene changed. He remained looking up at his mother, but everything was different. Everything was wrong.

They were in their old apartment, Taehyung barely remembering since him and his father had moved when he was just three.

There he stood, staring up at his mother in their old bathroom. Yet, now, he felt sick at the sight in front of him.

His mother hung up above, a noose made of wire wrapped around her neck, her body limp.

Taehyung stared at his mother. He wanted to scream. He wanted to puke. Instead, he cried.

His mother's eyes were dull and lifeless, remaining open as she stared down at the floor. Her hair hung in front of her face, covering the bruise that painted one side of her face.

He felt tears stream down his face as he looked up at his dead mother.

Taehyung felt the old feelings of the confusion. Why did his mother kill herself? Didn't she love him? Why would she leave him?

These questions hit the boy's head as he crumpled to the cold tiles of the bathroom floor, breaking down in sobs.

The scene changed again and the tears remained on his face, though his mother's corpse was gone and instead, he laid in their old living room.

Taehyung still remembered that day. The day of his first beating at the age of three and a half.

Taehyung shrieked as his father punched him. The boy's nose was bleeding and his body hurt, screaming from the new agony that hit him like waves. He had never been hurt like this before.

He yelled out as he felt another sharp kick to his side, tears streaming down his face.

His father slowed his hits until he finally stopped and spat on Taehyung's face.

"Stop crying you little bitch." Taehyung sobbed, never hearing such harsh words. "No wonder your mother killed herself."

With that, he felt shattered as he laid on the floor, the old tears streaming down his face until he managed to control his feelings.

His father was right. Nobody ever cared about crybabies like him, so he was the reason why his mother was dead. Maybe if he didn't cry, he could keep whoever he loved safe in the future.

Besides. He was a big boy. And big boys learn not to cry.

Taehyung slowly woke up, quietly groaning. He felt scared at the moment and his first instinct was to cuddle. That's what his mother used to do. So the half asleep Tae slowly crept from his spot on the mattress and over to the first warm being he saw, wanting the feel of protection when he fell back asleep again.

Taehyung's eyes snapped open and he was welcomed with a headache. He went to sit up before he discovered a body laying in front of him.

Out of instinct, he screamed.

Jungkook woke up and found Taehyung screaming beside him, making him yell in surprise and fall off his bed.

What had happened?

A/N:

Hello! So, stuff is happening and I'm anxious that I'm rushing it, but I hate boring beginnings, so deal with it! Stay happy and keep your thoughts light for me please. I want you to know you're amazing and one of the best people ever 💜

 I want you to know you're amazing and one of the best people ever 💜

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