Part 17

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-Tae-

I went home after seeing Jungkook, I was terrified when I got called. I made sure I would be able to walk a least a little. My father had beat me everyday this weak and even made it where I stayed in the hospital overnight. When I went in the front door I felt something wood slam into me

"YOU DAMN DEMON! WHOS DICK DID YOU SIT ON THIS TIME HUH YOU SLUT?!"

I fell to my knees, still upset about Jungkook so I could barely speak, I decided to just stay quiet

"You're nothing but a waste of time. To your fucking room."

I did as told, looking at my own mother who looked away and decided to ignore that I was being abused. My body was in so much pain and yet I couldnt tell anyone anything, my mind traveled to what Jimin said

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! JUNGKOOK TRIED TO KILL HIMSELF BECAUSE HE THOUGHT YOU LEFT HIMI!"

Tears were falling down my face just hearing the words, and I had felt like a piece of me was missing before I got the call, I couldnt help but remember how his heart started again when I kissed his hand, and the feeling that pain inside me die down when the monitor started again. My phone dinged and I barely had the strength to grab it, hoping it was about Jungkook

Hobi- "Can we talk?"

TaeTae- "sure."

I laid back in a position I wouldnt feel too much pain while I texted

Hobi- "do you believe in soulmates?"

TaeTae- "you mean having another half? Not really"

Hobi- "I think you and kookie are soulmates Tae... his heart had stopped but restarted to your touch"

Confusion washed over me, I mean what he said was true but soulmates? I sighed and winced while typing, feeling a small pain in my arm

TaeTae- "You don't know it was me Hobi...Just I need to sleep I'm sick still"

Hobi- "You mean you got beat again right? I could tell at the hospital, it looked like it hurt to move really"

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I read his text but didn't respond at this point, I was in so much pain and thinking about something I used to actually believe in just made it complicated.

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