here for you (taekook)

chapter 1

a/n this story will mostly be in KTH's pov sooo ya but there will be other pov's

KTH pov

it's hard. waking up day by day wishing you were gone from this world. hoping that one day you just wouldn't wake up. it's really hard. you are suffering and no one is there to help because no one cares enough. i wake up with the same screaming of my father telling me to move my sorry ass out of the prison that i call my room. with the same bruises that scattered my body the day before and the same self-inflicted cuts on my arms. my parents never truly loved me, no they only had me so that one day i could take over the business, but when they realized i had no intention of doing so, they beat me until i broke and then left me to feel all the pain they inflicted.

it's the same every where we go, beating, school, beating, school. a never ending cycle. but this time, the cycle will be happening in a different place now that the people i call my parents are moving to Seoul to create better business opportunities, dragging me along with them, forcing me to leave the only places that i could get comfort from, be it a forest or a children's playground, anywhere away from them would be heaven. but that's not how life works and right now, life is wanting me to suffer. and it's doing a pretty damn well job.

right now, i'm laying in my bed, tears streaming down my blank face, waiting for the yells of my father or mother or just the blaring alarm on my phone telling me it's time to get ready for a torturous day at the new school i'm forced to go to. it will be a new everything for me. new surroundings, new teachers, and new bullies. i've always been a target, due to my weak frame and dull eyes that always seem uninterested. but i'll live. i always do, no matter how much i want to give up and die, i always live.

i get up, not wanting to wait anymore, and do my morning routine. i go to the bathroom and strip, not stopping to inspect my body of the bruises and cuts on my skin. i get into the shower and let the water fall onto my body, hitting all the sore spots. i grab my shampoo and wash my hair of its messiness and spread soap across my body. i rinse everything off, hoping all of my pain will leave and all the words i hear my father say to me will disappear as well. i get out of the shower and dry my body and my hair. once in a while, i will look at myself in the mirror and sigh, wishing that i could cover all my scars and hide all my pain. i leave the bathroom and go to my closet and grab black ripped jeans and a hoodie to cover my arms. i go back to the bathroom and brush my teeth and try to fix my hair in a way that i wouldn't look so dead. i grab my bag that consists of everything that i may need for this school that i am attending now. i open my bedroom door and peek out, trying not to get caught by my parents, although even if they saw me, they wouldn't care. they would just throw insults at me.

i exit my room and speed walk towards the front door, slipping on my timberland's while trying to open it. i get the front door open just as i heard my parents door creak open, sounds of yelling sounding through the halls. i sigh in relief as i shut the door and head down the street to the buss stop. i get on and i notice multiple students already on board. i go to the first empty seat i see and luckily, no one is sitting next to it. i sit down and stare out of the window while sticking headphones in and listen to music. i feel someone staring at me so i look around and find no one.

"oh well," i whisper to myself. "i'm probably just paranoid."

 the bus soon stopped in front of this huge ass building and i couldn't help but stare at it in amazement. i heard a chuckle from the other side of the bus but i didn't turn around to find it. but it sounded very ethereal(is that the word??) i shudder slightly and get off the bus, hoping that i could find my way around the place.  i get to the front of the school and i feel a lot of eyes on me. i ignore it at first but then i hear the whispering. oh and how i hate the whispering.

"who's that?"

"why does he look so dead?"

"let's not stare to long, he might look this way."

"ya you're right."

it gets on my nerves how they can already judge me based on my appearance. but then i see two people approaching me smiling widely like they could care less that i look dead inside. they stop in front of me and the shorter one introduces himself and the other male beside him.

"hi! i'm park jimin and this is kim seokjin-"

"call me eomma jin. anyway, we noticed that you were new here and thought you might need some help in finding your way around!"

i didn't answer them and just gape at their features. they were beautiful. like, they looked like gods! i then look down at the hand in front of me and then look back up to their faces, a look of confusion crossing it. the smaller one - jimin was his name - giggles and the taller one - eomma jin apparently - squealed and started playing with my cheeks. i stared at them and backed away, wanting nothing but to stop being touched.

"i-uhh m-my na-name is k-kim t-taehyung. i-uhh it's umm n-nice to meet you." dammit why did i stutter! they probably think i'm a freak now. well, i mean they wouldn't be wrong. but instead of  looking weirded out and leaving, they both grab my hand and start chatting away about the school and how i'm going to be their new friend and how they would take care of me. i guess all people aren't that bad, right?

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oof. well theres the first chapter. depressing i know. but u gotta have SOME drama like what's a fanfiction without some.

i hope you enjoyed the beginning and will leave comments!!  

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