Life is something some people love yet something they hate . Some people enjoy the life they live and cherish it to the fullest . Although , some people get drowned in the negative waves of the people around them and end their lives themselves as in to get away from the depressing pain and anxiety they have to suffer from , without knowing the grief they give to the ones that love them . Some isolate themselves from the world , living in fear and hiding themselves any chance they get .
Some live in both physical and mental pain caused by people that thought would love them and are to weak to defend themselves and have no choice but to accept their brutal fate from the cruel world , allowing themselves to get tortured . A life in which no one loved them or gave them the care they needed .
This was the life Yang Jeongin lived .
For him , life was just an endless beating to weak and malnutritioned body .
It was anywhere he went ; his school or his own home .
In school , Jeongin was known as a weak gay kid who might whore around with boys any chance he gets . Though , Jeongin had never even tried to talk to anyone and kept his distance . Compared to the other boys in his school who were tall , strong and muscular , Jeongin was so skinny and rather small in size . And obviously , everyone had taken an advantage of that .
At home , he was like the most undesirable son on earth in his parent's eyes . No one could ever abuse him worse than his father could . Every beating had left bruises on his body , so the reason of why he was disciplined could be marked on his body long enough for it to get stuck in his head . His mother was like a stranger , they barely talked or even saw each other .
Jeongin never knew what he had ever done to deserve what he gets and he just wanted to live a happy normal life like others . But was it too much to ask for ?
Up till now , he had never done anything to offend anyone . He respected his parents and teachers . He studied well and passed his exams like he was told . He never talked back to anyone , not even once , not to his parents or to anyone in school . He wouldn't dare to .
Jeongin hated his life more than anything and from all the past events that would just repeat themselves in the future , he didn't feel like he wanted to live . He wanted nothing but to end his life but he just didn't have the guts to stab himself with a knife or jump of a roof .
Everyday was the same . Jeongin went to school , got beaten , came back home and got beaten again .
Today was no different . Jeongin had woken up hearing the loud ringing of his alarm clock . He whimpered , still half asleep , as the sound rang through his ears , causing a mild sensation of throbbing pain to pierce into his head . He gently massaged his temple with his fingers and turned the alarm off as he got out of his bed .
He stood up shakily on his legs , putting on his slippers and made his way towards the bathroom. As always , he brushed his teeth , took a shower , dried his hair and changed from his night suit and dressed himself in his school uniform .
His uniform was nothing but just a white button-up shirt that was tucked in neatly in black pants. On it he just wore a simple black long coat since it was cold outside , along with black shoes .
He picked up his bag and as quietly as possible , slipped out of the house . It wasn't the first time Jeongin had skipped breakfast , he never ate breakfast knowing it would ruin the his father's mood just by seeing his worthless son's face .
He made his way towards the bus stop which was 10 minutes away from his house .
As he got nearer and nearer to his destination , his body began to tremble as the cold wind blew against the features of his delicate face .
His pace decreased as he heard footsteps behind him and before he knew it , a hand grabbed him roughly by the back of his collar and shoved him forward causing him to fall forward causing him to fall on the concrete ground . Jeongin whimpered as foot pressed hard against his hand .
"Oh , I'm sorry . I didn't see you there ."the person said , sarcasm easily noticeable .
Jeongin didn't say anything and just got up after the person walked away . It was nothing new that happened .
As he reached the stop , he just placed his bag in his lap , hugging it tightly as he waited for the bus to arrive .
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Painful Secrets
FanfictionWhen Jeongin escapes from one trap and gets trapped in another