ORANGE BLOSSOM [vkook]

51: damaged❗ (trigger warning)

Taehyung ran inside his home. Throwing his bag in a corner, his father came from the couch looking angry about all the noise his son made entering the house.

"what is wrong with you? Stop making such a noise. Didn't i make rules?!" he shouted.

"shut u-up!" taehyung shouted back and walked past him.

But his father grabbed his arm. Taehyung yanked it back.

"don't get all tough with me!" his father snapped and hit taehyung.

The boy gave up already and let out a long sigh.

"stupid kid" his father said and grabbed the boy's hair pulling him down to the floor. He then dropped his beer over his son.

"give me these," he said, grabbing the glasses.

This time Taehyung did react, his eyes widened and he tried to take them back.

"n-no give them b-back!"

But his mr.Kim did not listen he threw them in the ground and stepped on them. The cracking of glass could be heard. Taehyung felt a pang and he lowered his hand, letting it drop on the floor.

He now lost another thing that he needed in life.

"I hate you" he whispered. But the words were clear.

His body went cold. He just stared at the broken glass pieces on the floor next to mr.Kim's feet. No expression was visible on his face. But from the inside he felt everything break down.

He stayed there for a long time until his phone rang. He looked at the screed while sitting up.

'jungkook'

"stop!" he shouted and got on his feet, dropping his phone and leaving it behind as he ran upstairs.

He didn't want to have anything remembering him about what happened. He didn't want to feel his heart break again.

But that was too late. He already had the image of Hanna on top of Jungkook. Jungkook's hands were on her hips.

Taehyung saw it.

And the flowers he spent so much time on collecting. The letter he poured his heart in.

"no no" he said, feeling his cheeks wet. He went inside the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bath covering his face.

"why...Why can't I have nice things!"

"i just...I just want love!" taehyung shouted.

"I hate my life!" he shouted and kicked the ground pulling his hair.

Every memory of his life came over him like a crushing wave.

Every insult, every beating, every mocking laugh, the pointing fingers. Everything

'useless kid'

"stop stop!"

'pathetic'

"just stop!"

Taehyung's eyes caught something shiny. He slumped to the sink and grabbed it falling on his knees while holding the knife razor of his father.

He let out a sob when he made a painful cut on his hand. It hurted but the memories stopped for that moment.

"silence..." he said.

'he doesn't love you'

"no no no, stop it!" taehyung said and did it again. Making another red line but this time higher up.

'you are just annoying'

Taehyung cried as he kept going. Until his mind was empty. By now his arm was red and he dropped the knife razor, a metallic sound was heard when it hit the ground.

He stared at his arm with wide red teary eyes. His mind was blank.

But then then realised what he did..

He hoped it wouldn't get this far. But it made him forget the memories. It cleared his mind....

-

"Now I never want to see or hear from you ever again got it?" jungkook said after Hanna got out of the car in front of the station.

"you...won't i'm sorry" she said holding her bag.

"i can't do anything with that. Now fuck off" jungkook said and closed the window blocking any new word coming from Hanna's mouth. He started the car again and drove off.

He tried to call Taehyung again..But he didn't answer.

-

The next day jungkook waited in the hallway. He needed to speak to Taehyung.

Its now or never.

But taehyung didn't show up all morning.

But jungkook had decided. And he will wait until taehyung shows up. Even if it takes all day.

He was looking at the letter Taehyung wrote for him before everything was ruined.

The kind warm loving words that went straight to Jungkook's heart.

They made him tear up again

'i love you.

- Kim Taehyung'

The last words were it. They made jungkook cry. But he let the tears free dropping onto the ink making it blurry.

"fuck i hate this" jungkook said and stood up kicking over a trashcan. He didn't care anymore. He then hit the lockers making a loud back go through the hallway.

"fuck Hanna! Fuck myself!" jungkook said. He blamed Hanna for this. But also himself. Because he knew he wasn't innocent in this.

Then he heard soft footsteps. Jungkook turned around after he collected himself and his eyes fell on a blonde boy who traced the wall with his fingers as he walked.

"Tae?"

The blonde halted and looked up at the raven. His eyes looked unfocussed. He noticed Taehyung wasn't wearing his glasses.

But then taehyung just continued walking ignoring Jungkook.

"okay let's talk" Jungkook said and grabbed Taehyung's wrist pulling him inside the restroom. He locked the door behind him and faced Taehyung, who was oddly clutching his arm which Jungkook had just held.

"Did i hurt you?" jungkook asked in a worried tone.

Taehyung didn't respond and just stared at the ground. He stopped holding his wrist to look normal.

But jungkook saw it. A small drop of blood that was rolling down the inside of Taehyung's hand.

"no.." Jungkook whispered and grabbed taehyung's hand pulling up his sleeve. The sight made his heart clench in pain. He could see many fresh cuts from the base of his hand to his lower arm.

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And i made the second. They finnaly get to talk.

I think👁️

Well thank you for reading the updates, see u at the next!
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