The Tattoo (readerxTaehyung)

Finally 18!

Y/n's POV

It's finally time! I've waited all day to finally see how far away they are. For the past two weeks I have been praying that they are close to me... I don't know what I'll do if they are too far.

Whine like a little bitch as always... all you do is bitch and moan...you'll push your soulmate away. Ha, if you even have one. Just accept the fact that you'll always be alone. Stop trying to bother others with your presence.

The voice in my head snickered at me as I registered the tears rolling down face. It was right, all I did was whine. I'm sorry for my soulmate, they deserve someone much better. I could wallow in my pity for hours but it was cut short by a splitting pain bursting from the side of my head traveling through my body.

As I fell off my bed, I felt my wrist hit the ground and I immediately felt a snap. I didn't scream, I didn't cry, I just laid there. He hadn't stopped, he was still going but the pain didn't make it to my brain.

Maybe I'm not human, I mean... this should hurt right? why doesn't hurt?

By the time I realized that the kicking had ended he was gone, and I felt something wet sliding down my cheek.

He had spit on me. My supposed father had spit on me. It wasn't the first time, wouldn't be the last.

Collecting myself up off the ground I wiped the dried tear streaks and saliva off my face, heading to the bathroom in order to inspect the bruise that was bound to be forming on the side of it.

Today's the day... the beginning of the rest of my life.

"I'm ready for it to end, especially since it's all in their hands," I said inspecting my right wrist where the tattoo would appear at 7:36 pm tonight.