love at first sight?

Chapter 3- Who are you?

*Warning* This chapter is a bit sad as I added more detail(I think; hopefully;-;) and harsh words are used so please be cautious that this chapter talks about bad mental health and if you are sensitive to this topic, feel free to skip this chapter! Enjoy~

Taehyun didn't realize that he had fallen asleep while he was crying. 'I must have been tired from crying.' He thought. He looked around him and saw that Mr. Kim was outside his room like he said he would be. His mind was full of unanswered questions, but was too scared to ask them. 

'Should I ask Mr. Kim...?' He thought as he turned his head to look at him. 'Do I wanna know the answers to my questions though?' Taehyun tossed and turned in the small and cramped hospital bed trying to figure out what to do. His mind drifted off into a deep dark hole of sadness. He started to question his whole existence you know, since his own parents didn't even want him. 

"Why didn't they keep me? Were they at a bad point in their lives? Were they not ready for a baby?" Taehyun whispered to himself, as this puzzled look overtook his small, puffy-eyed -but still perfect- face. 

"Was I-No am  I so unlovable that they decided to abandon me...?" Taehyun was mortified but distraught at the same time just thinking this terrible thought. He started to cry again, as he curled himself into a little ball, pressing his face against the pillow so no one would hear his sobs. The last thing he wanted was to be caught crying, even though he had more than enough a "good" reason to do so. He was the most vulnerable and fragile than he ever was. 

Even though his eyes were small, puffy, and red, he still looked like an angel. An angel that was struck down and slowly falling apart. (omg- I'm actually tearing up right now and it's MY GODDAMN STORY. I signed up for this smh)The blonde haired angel, hands on face, was still crying but even harder now. This sweet, caring, gentle angel had lost everything from his house to the love he had for himself. He started to think terrible things about himself and he never hated himself for anything. He was very positive about himself and his life until now. 

"I'm worthless. No one loves me. Why am I even alive when I wasn't meant to be in the first place? Hell even my parents didn't wanna keep me alive clearly since they abandoned me. Am I worth anything? Am I even lovable?"  Taehyun was lost. What was he supposed to do when he  already lost everything? All he could  do was cry more and wait which didn't help since Taehyun wasn't really the patient kind especially now as he was dying to know more about this. A few minutes passed and Taehyun, somehow, managed to get himself together and stopped crying.

"oh-" Taehyun said. He noticed a bag next to his bed, sitting on a chair, and labeled "Kang Taehyun- Belongings" 

"This must be my clothes, wallet, and phone. Ughhh, that doesn't help my hunger though." Taehyun reached for the bag, struggling as he was in some pain, and grabbed the heavy bag. He opened the bag which revealed his semi- torn clothes, phone-which was on 50%-, his wallet, and- 

"wait what's this?" Taehyun said in confusion. He didn't think too much about it and decided to look into it later. His tummy grumbled again. He looked into his wallet, hoping to find something in there, but no. It was just 10 dollars and a few cents. Taehyun groaned and threw the money on the floor in frustration. 

*there will be swearing throughout the rest of the chapter*

"Great how the fuck am I supposed to survive on 10 dollars? I'm sure my so called parents wont give me shit. Haha they couldn't even give me a life..." His lips started quivering. Poor baby didn't last ten minutes without crying. He started balling as snot started covering the top of his lips. In anger and sadness, he threw anything he could find around him to the ground not having a care in the world if anything broke or if it alerted the nurses. Little did he know, someone outside his room saw all of this from the small window on the door.