Flashback || Vkook

Chapter 22

A/N Last chapter!!! Epilogue coming soon!

"I want to tell you everything", Taehyung said as he sat on his dorm room bed with a still sniffling Jungkook," You deserve to know"

"Thank you, V", Jungkook smiled softly. He held Taehyung's hands in his own.

"To start off, I should probably tell you my real name. It's Taehyung, Kim Taehyung", Tae said nervously. Another small smile crept it's way onto Jungkook's face.

"Taehyung. That's pretty, I love it", he whispered. Taehyung let a soft blush go on his cheeks before taking a deep breath to continue to the main event.

"To start off, I was the result of a drunken one night stand. When my mother found out she was pregnant with me, my father was furious. He would abuse her because of it, trying to kill me in the womb, but my mother fought.

She wouldn't let me die because I was all she had. Her parents had died when she was twelve and she was orphaned. Anyways, when I was born, I was premature, and the doctors thought I might not make it. I, obviously, did.

My mother was hospitalized from almost dying in delivery, but made it. I don't think she wanted to, but she knew I wouldn't make it if she didn't. Up until I was seven, I had to hear my father abuse my mother every single night.

He would beat her and rape her until she passed out, drunk all the time he did so. He was never not drunk. She was pregnant eight more times after me and my father beat her each time until those babies were dead and she was hospitalized.

After he eighth, she was infertile, no surprise. The abuse never stopped though. My father and her actually weren't even together, he would just live at our house and abuse her. He would even have other women over instead.

One night, after he had had one of his many sluts over, she had stood up for herself and refused to let him touch her. He had managed to do it anyway and had beat her so bad, she was in intensive care at the hospital.

I was put up for adoption. I stayed in the adoption facility until I was eight, when she got out of the hospital. The whole time I was in there, I never spoke a word unless I had to, never had any friends, never did anything. I was obviously in school there, but I was public schooled when she brought me home.

She told me how much she missed me and loved me and how sorry she was every night before she was abused, before and after I was brought home. She loved me so much, Kook", Taehyung sniffled, a few tears spilling from his eyes. He was nowhere near done yet.

"He abused her day in and day out until I was nine. That's when she died. I remember the night like it was yesterday", he murmured, his whole demeanor changing," We had been in the kitchen and he had been about to take her upstairs, beat her, rape her, the usual.

I had to hear her desperate pleas and cry's begging him not to. If she wouldn't stand up for herself I sure as hell was going to. I had pushed him and told him to fuck off and leave her alone. So he did. He grabbed my arm, went to the butcher, grabbed a knife, and was prepared to kill me, when my mother screamed for him to stop and pushed him back.

I fell onto the floor and curled up in the corner of the kitchen as they screamed at each other. My mother proved just how much she loved me that night. He had said he had enough of her protecting me. She was always an old bitch he had said.

I had to keep quiet, I didn't want to make it worse. She told him to go to hell and he said he would make sure she did. That's when he stabbed her, straight through the chest. He killed the only light in my life that day.

He had let her body drop to the floor, knife still in her, and went upstairs to go to bed. I had ran to her and held her the whole night. She had managed to tell me she loved me and to be strong before she died.