Stigma {Kim Taehyung FF}✔

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"What do you mean you're not the legal guardian? She lives with you. Doesn't that make you her guardian?" Jin asked, his face showing nothing short of surprise.

The woman shook her head and sighed. "Y/N probably doesn't remember much about when her father and I split. It was only five years ago, but she tends to block put things she doesn't want to remember." The woman admitted.

Taehyung glanced down at your sleeping form, and frowned. That's not a good defense to have. To block out negative things in life. Those negatives are what make the positives so much more worth while. It gives a good sense of balance.

The woman continued. "The whole trial for the divorce was just a mess. He didn't want his daughter, but he wanted child support and everything else, including the house and our dog."

"He got the house and dog, and almost got Y/N. I didn't have a job good enough to support her, and he did. However, he had a history of domestic, drug and alcohol abuse. He's never been clean for more than a few months. My poor baby almost went to a foster home at such an inconvenient age. She was already fifteen. That's too old for foster care. No one wants to adopt a fifteen year old."

"We both would have lost her if it weren't for my parents. The stepped in and told the judge they wanted to care for her. Even though truthfully they just wanted to 'raise her better' as they shamelessly said. They had her for a month before dropping her off at my house saying they couldn't handle it."

"As long as they could pick her up whenever they pleased, when they found different methods of 'fixing' or a new doctor, then I could have her the rest of the time. I was grateful that I atleast had my baby, so I agreed. This isn't the first time they took her and put her into some wack house. But this is the first time they left her stranded."

Taehyung sighed heavily. "What kind of mess of a family is this." He muttered. Jin sighed heavily, and shook his head, "My thoughts exactly." You mumbled sleepily as you adjusted your shoulders, making your body more comfortable on Taehyung's shoulder.

The movement made Taehyund glance down at you, worried their conversation had woken you. He didn't want to you hear their words, worried what the memories would do to your already warned out figure.

The four drove in silence for the rest of the ride. Jin was sleepy, gazing out the passenger window blankly, his eyes drooping every so often. Your mother was scolding herself for putting you through such an event, even though it wasn't entirely her fault.

Taehyung was staring at you, his mind racing. He couldn't comprehend how someone could do something so horrible to such a sweet, accepting, non-confrontational person. You were the type of person to put everyone else's emotions in front of your own, and try your absolute hardest to make everyone happy, so why must you be miserable?

Why couldn't the world return the favor and make you happy as well?

It was then that Taehyung made a promise to himself silently. He'd do everything in his power to make sure you were genuinely happy, even if he had to build you back up in the process.

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You sat at the edge of your bed. Your mind mature, and your heart beating slower than usual, but hard. You blinked slowly, and felt your leg shaking.

Ever since you returned home two days ago, your mind had been blank, and your emotions had been a mix of disconnected and frantic. You felt yourself grow weary at small things, and you barely spoke.

You havent been little since then, afraid that if you referred, you'd be pulled into another frightening situation. The bags under your eyes grew overnight with the lack of sleep you received, and your body ached in argument as you tried to move.

Your mind was yelling at you to get back in bed, to close yourself away and stay in the safety of your bedroom, but your mind was fighting to get you to do what you had to. Slowly your heart was winning the battle, urging you to wrap yourself back up in the warm blanket.

Your eyes watered for who knows what reason, and your hands clenched. "I don't want to. I don't want to go anywhere." You stated to no one. Sniffling lightly.

In your mind, the less people you talked to, the less of a chance of fear, or heartbreak, or pain you had to worry about.

You wrapped your arms around yourself, and flopped backwards. The bed moved slightly at the impact as you sighed out again.

Suddenly your door was pushed open. "It's Monday, dear. You have to get up and get ready." You nodded, "I'm trying." You whispered pathetically. The woman sighed, "I know you're upset, but your friends are here waiting for you. They want to go to school with you."

You sat up slowly and looked at the woman. "Really?" She nodded, and with great hesitation, you stood up, and walked to your closet. Satisfied, your mother left the room, closing the door behind her.

She walked back to the living room with a frown on her face.

"Ma'am? Are you okay?" Jim in asked, tilt his head. Your mother smiled sadly, "I am. But my baby seems odd today. Maybe she's just tired." She speaks, trying to shake off the unnerved feeling.

Meanwhile, you had gotten dressed and began to slump down the steps, your body heavy. You entered the living room, and your mother smiled, "Let me make you some jelly toast, sweetheart." You shook your head, "Don't want any."

"You don't want any? Are you sure? You never skip breakfast." You nodded and glanced around at your friends, "We should get going anyway. Gonna be late."

You exited the house and stood on the sidewalk, glancing between the two cars parked out front. You turned to your friends, "which car am I riding in?" Taehyung stepped forward, "Jin's with me. Come on."

He grabbed your wrist lightly and walked to the familiar car, and allowed you to grt in, following close behind. He turned to look at you once situated, "Are you okay?"

You looked back, "Yes. I'm tired." You excused. Trying to convince yourself as well. He didn't look like he believed you, but dropped the subject as Jin started the car, Jimin and Namjoon chatting happily.

I'm just tired.