Runaway (KTH & JJK) **EDITING**

Chapter Ten ✔

| TAEHYUNG |

After Jackson had left him alone, he just laid there under his covers as he stared blankly at the wall.

Nothing was running through his mind which was surprising, but at the same time it wasn't. His whole body was just numb, his mind was just numb.

What had he done in his life for these things to happen to him? Had he done something wrong for this happened? Was the world punishing him for something? Punishing him for his mother's death?

Everything was so confusing to him, his life was confusing. Why did the fates hate him so much? Did they have his whole life planned out to be some sort of fucked up thing? Was this some sort of sick joke to them? Did they find his pain and misery funny?

He bet they couldn't wait to cut the little piece of thread that told them that he was still alive, he bet they couldn't wait for him to be on the brink of death so that they can finally cut the thread and end his piece of shit life.

He's never believed in any type of god or goddess out there, because if what they say is true and there are gods and goddesses out there, why were they letting him suffer like this? Aren't they supposed to protect their little creations?

Clearly not, here he is suffering in a bed of an unknown place with people he doesn't know and with one psychopath.

Sighing, he squeezed his eyes shut tightly as he tried to bring himself into a land filled with dreams.

Dreams where the only thing he had, they were his land of happiness even if they only last for a small amount of time. They made him feel happy, made him feel like he still had his parents and still had a happy life.

Sometimes he'll get nightmares, but they were very rare which he was quite pleased about. When he had nightmares they were the worse, they're so vivid and so lucid but instead of having the power to try and change some of it, he ends up hurting instead.

But finally he was able to fall asleep. He doesn't know how long he was asleep for, all he knows he was soon being woken up by someone shaking him and calling out his name.

"Tae.. Taehyung," he heard which only made him grumble and try to pull the covers over his face.

The person trying to wake him up only laughed "Taehyung, it's time for dinner and you've been given permission to eat out of this room."

It took him awhile but he soon recognised the voice, that voice belonging to Jackson.

With a small grumble, he slowly sat up in the bed the covers falling from his top half of his body to his hips as he pouted his lips, rubbing his eyes.

"Cute," Jackson awed, this only made the younger look at him with a small glare.

He doesn't know why but Taehyung actually liked the man in front of him. He was the only person who actually treated him nicely, well so did Yoongi but that was probably because he had to fix him up.

He felt like he could become close with Jackson eventually, he felt like he could at least be his friend as time moves on and make his time here somewhat okay for him.

"Shut up," he frowned with a small glare, this only making the man let out a small laugh.

"Is your arm okay now?" He asked his face turning from a smile to one of concern.

Taehyung nodded his head "It feels fine now, still painful but not to the point of it being unbearable," he replied before asking "How long was I asleep for?"

"About an hour and a half, Seokjin the houses chef has finished making dinner and I was instructed to come and collect you," he said.

Taehyung nodded with a small sigh, getting up from his bed before standing in front of the man.