Psychotic love//a jimin ff

Bad memories

Y/N's P.O.V
Trapped yet again in the sadness of my thoughts while I drown in the empty darkness that seems to never end. All I can feel is pain and loneliness, why is is every time I seem to close my eyes lately I feel like an absolute waste of space. I have a really messed up background from when I was growing up that's why people thought I would be good if I came to work with these patients, I could always understand and feel what they were going through and that's because I, myself went through some horrific times my self which made me feel how some of the people I work with feel.
Flashback to Y/N's 14 year old self:
Walking to the door of our rusty old apartment, my hands and legs begin to tremble as I reach out for the door handle knowing what will happen as soon as I enter. But no matter what I go through every single day, I always seem to head back home because of him, my younger brother. I know hat if I wasn't going home everyday to take all the hits my farther and mother put on me, I know for a fact that my brother would and I'd never what that. So, as I brace myself for the terror about to come I slowly open up the door to my mother and farther throwing glass and sharp objects at each other yet again. Auguring with each other these days seems to be the only thing they can do to each other apart from laughing at me when they see me come home. I don't know why but they both think that I'm the one who puts our family to shame because I look like an ugly piece of shit and I'm constantly depressed, but what they don't know is not only do I get bullied at home by my own parents, I also struggle my way through school as I'm an outcast and they all hate me there for whatever reason, it's probably because I'm ugly and I never talk to anyone there because not even the teachers like me. Normally I do sometimes feel a little happy to come back from school knowing that I can get away from all the troubles school brings and I can finally see my childish little brother, but that soon fades away as soon as my mother and farther see me trying to sneak away to my bedroom to hide like I usually do.
" hey you brat, get your ass here now me and your farther want to talk with you" my mother says as she grabs my hair and yanks my back to the living room. " did you really think that you would be able to run away like you did this morning, oh no darling I seem to remember not finishing our session that we started" my farther joins my mother by laughing at my tears starting to form in my eyes from all the pain coming from my hair being pulled out harshly. " looks like she's become a weak little girl, I think we need to teach her a lesson for making us seem like awful parents don't you honey?" My mother kisses my farther as he agrees. Soon enough I've been thrown across the room and hit my head on the glass table causing my head to throb is Agony while blood seeps through the crack. My mother walks out of the room, probably to go get her 'toys' while my farther makes his way up to me and kicks me in the stomach a few times before punching me twice in the face, yet again leaving me with loads of bruises, a bloody nose     and cut up lip. ( but the problem is it's only just begun) Soon my mother walks back in with her knives and begins to cut the sides of my wrists and my thighs while my father quickly puts his hand over my mouth to stop my crying and screaming to come out. 2 hours later I find my self in my room with my younger brother giving me his worried look like usual. " Y/N, why are you allowing them to do this to you?! I've had enough of hearing all your cry's  for help while I can't get to you because of being locked up in here until you come back! I know what you have been thinking and don't you dare kill yourself I don't want to go through the torment of seeing you being dragged away by the ambulance again and mom and dad fake cry for there half dead daughter! I LOVE YOU TO MUCH TO SEE YOU IN PAIN AND TRY AND DO THIS TO YOURSELF!!" He shouts as he begins crying his heart out on my lap because I can't get up from the wound I've been given yet again by my parents. " Taehyung please be quite or else they will come in here and I really don't wanna see you get hurt. But I promise you now I'm never going to leave you" he pulls me close as he kisses my on the cheek before giving me one of his warning hugs that always seem to make me feel better

But the problem was I lied yet again to my poor, younger brother. I ended up trying for a third time to kill myself but failed again. But this time when I woke up from my week coma I was told that my family had moved away and left me for good. Which meant that now I was fully alone because even Taehyung had left me.