broken n crazed - yg x bts

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                         [⛓🍇]
why? why does this happen to me? every damn day? what did I do?

to deserve this?

i was deep in my thoughts before I got a gut wrenching kick to my rib cage.

I groaned from the sharp pain.

"you stupid cunt" he kicked me again while the six others sat there, staring down at me in disgust and pure hatred.

He delivered four more painfully kicks to my torso before being stopped.

"calm down Taehyung" one said teasingly

"you don't want to kill the boy, now would you". He followed up by in the same taunting tone oblivious aimed towards me.

I was panting hardly on the cold concrete floor of the schools janitors closet.

helpless, hopeless and in pain.

Taehyung snared at me before spitting in my face.

"I guess jin". said the one who had delt the beating.

I was hurting so bad. I wanted to run. I wanted to fight back. I wanted to be free...

But I couldn't do anything about it.

"let's go guys the bells about to ring." said the tall one as he didn't want to get caught.

"so long you stupid cunt, until next time" said the one causing the assault, in a teasing manner.

The person being Kim Taehung.

They all gave the final blow to my ego be snickering at my pathetic state before leaving me.

bruised, in pain, and broken.

I got up slowly, immediately regretting it as I writhe feeling my ribs ache painfully. I limp out of the janitors closet and quickly pull my hood over to not be seen as I limp my way to the boys bathroom to clean up.

it wasn't always like this. we used to be in a very close relationship, we all loved each other.

I won't lie and say I don't miss it. they've help me from my darkest moments. when I sunk into the deepest and darkest holes of depression and sadness, they helped me out. I've fallen back in and I don't think I can get out again.

I just don't know what I did to warrant this kind of abuse.

[⛓🍷]- ℒ.ℬ