Taehyung seemed to be in a bad mood today, you felt it and so did everyone else. "Tae, what's the matter?" You asked.

"Nothing. I'm fine." He said, avoiding eye contact with you. That never happens unless he's really upset or mad at you. "So just drop it."

"Are you mad at me, because I can-"

"I said drop it!" You closed your mouth and took a step back. Taehyung rolled his eyes and walked out, you flinched when you heard the front door slam.

When you woke up this morning, Tae wasn't in your room with you. When you came downstairs, Tae didn't say his usual 'Good morning princess' to you. Something was off and everyone could sense it but no one knew why because he has just stormed out of the house. Jimin walked in through the door, "Uh?"

"Don't ask, I don't know." You sighed, putting a hand on your forehead. "I don't even know if it's my fault and that's the worst part." Jimin rubbed your back.

"I'm sure it's not, maybe he just needs time. He's been stressed lately." You groaned and laughed.

"Maybe, I'm just being paranoid." You laughed, frowned but then laughed again. The front door opened, "Ta-"

"Hey." Namjoon said, "Tae isn't here?"

You groaned, "No. He walked out..." You rubbed your neck, "Before you ask, I have no idea why."

"Huh.. let's give him time." Namjoon said, smiling. "Don't worry, he'll come back."

I hope so

TAEHYUNGS POV

I growled, stomping away from the so-called home. I'm mad. Why? I have no idea, I'm mad, I'm annoyed and most of all. I'm probably going to take it out on Y/N. My phone began to ring but I ignored it, "Just fuck off." I mumbled, "I don't need your stupid antics again."

I have no idea what I meant by antics. You see, I have a disorder. A split personality disorder, from time to time, I can switch through my personalities.
The last time... was worse than this. I ended up killing my father..

I ended his life in a brutal way and I.. I can barely remember it. Tears stung my eyes and I clenched my fist. I went to punch something but I ended up letting out a sob instead. "Why am I...?"

YOUR POV

It's been hours, you've been sat staring out the window for hours and they're been no signs of Tae. "I'll just-" The front door opened and you rushed up, "Tae!"

"Get off of me." He shoved you away and you gasped when you looked at his face. He had a bruised cheek and a split lip.

"You- You've been in a fight again? Tae, you're-"

"I don't want to hear it!" You took a step back, "Are you scared- No, that doesn't matter. Don't pretend like you care sunshine.."

"Don't even tell me that... I've been here all day waiting for you to walk through that door." Tae pinned you against the wall and you called out in pain.

"Don't lie to me! Just don't!" He screamed, "Do you really think I'll believe that anymore? I know how much lies you've told.. I know!" Tears stung your eyes but you blinked them back, you can't cry in front of Tae.

You just can't.

"How can you-"

"Shut up!" He let go of your shoulders and grabbed his hair. "Just shut up!"

"Tae! Stop it!" You tried to pull his hands off of his head but he wouldn't let go. "Please, stop!"

"This is your fault! Your fault!" He screamed at you, "This is all your fucking fault and no one can tell me otherwise, understood? I hate you... I hate you Y/N!"

You took a step back and the tears finally came, it felt as if you had just been shot. "You... you fucking-" He looked at you with rage in his eyes, the type of rage that could kill.

He was like this three years ago but only then, someone didn't survive.

"What did you just say..." He laughed. Then it became a sob, "I hate you... I hate you... I hate you... you're a fucking bitch that does absolutely nothing for me, nothing!"

"Nothing? I make you dinner, I make you breakfast, I clean up for you, I make sure the studio is clean for you to dance in and I do nothing? You're dumb. You're so very goddamn-"

A second later, Taehyung through the TV remote at you. You cried out a little when it hit your arm, you looked into Tae's eyes for any source of sadness but no. It was just anger. You stayed silent and took the abuse of him throwing things at you. You looked up and saw Taehyung raise a hand at you, you closed your eyes and waited for an impact.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Namjoon yelled, "Snap out of it!" Taehyung thrashed about in Namjoons arms and all you could do was watch.

"Are you alright?" Jimin asked, hugging you. You nodded, smiled and then collapsed to the floor in a pile of sobs.

"Let go of me! Let go!"

"Taehyung stop!" Yoongi and Hoseok screamed, "Stop it!"

The room was spinning.
Voices were shouting but fading away.
Your vision blurred.
You were shaking.

You were unconscious.

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"You're awake..!" Namjoon said, you looked at his face and saw a couple of bruises. "What- oh this?" He motioned to his face, "I'm fine. Honestly."

"Where's-"

"Taehyung? He's in his room... about what happened, I'm so sorry." He said, looking down. You stood up with shaky balance, Namjoon helped you balance yourself. "I'm coming with you."

"Go for it." You knocked on Taes door.

"What?"

"Can I come in...?" You asked. The door opened, revealing a very tired, broken and bruised Taehyung. You gasped, you went in to hug him but stepped back. "I-"

"It's fine... I get it..." He looked at you and smiled sadly, "I know it's gonna take a while to I dunno, get your trust back or whatever but I'm sorry.. I really-"

"It's fine." You said, looking at Tae. "Honestly... just take your time."

"I-" You hugged him, and kissed his cheek.

"Bruises will heal." You said, "I'm sorry too."

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