Taehyung POV

I entered the small, dilapidated apartment slowly. I could already smell the burning cigarettes and alcohol in the air, even at the early hours of the day.

"Hyung!" My brother, the only reason I came back to this hellhole, jumped into my arms. I removed my mask and smiled at him, swinging him around once before placing him on his feet. Little Jimin, only five years old and the only thing that kept me alive.

"Hey Chim, how are you?"

"Papa let me try his Pocky today!" Chim said, really proud. I froze, looking down slowly at the still smiling child.

I kneeled down. "Chim, I told you that you couldn't." I scolded lightly. He looked down, twiddling his thumbs together. I held in my anger and sighed. It wasn't Jimin's fault. Far from it.

I stood. "Chim, can you go to your room for Hyung?"

"But I wanna play with Hyung!"

"I know, but Hyung needs to have an adult conversation with daddy." I pet his head and he nodded, skipping off to his room.

My father was the easiest person to find. Just follow the smell of cigarettes and whiskey, and the stronger it gets the closer you are. I fought the urge to cover my nose and stepped into literal hell.

My father was not alone. That's the first thing I noticed. The second thing I noticed was that his friend was male. Which instantly made me turn tail and run for my life. I could handle my father alone, but another man with him meant only one thing, and even though I always failed, trying was better than nothing.

"Get back here bitch!" His voice rang out. I froze and turned, not quite having escaped the room yet. I looked down and took a deep breath. "Danny, Taehyung."

"Damn." The guy whistled lowly. "You weren't kidding." He licked his lips as he took me in. The wad of cash which had been resting in his hand was suddenly slapped into my father's and 'Danny' stood up.

I remained where I was, calming my panicking heart. "Hey baby." He said, wrapping one of his filthy hands around my waist. "Let's have some fun. Shall we?" He whispered as he pulled me towards the room.

As soon as I entered the dimly lit room, I was shoved into a wall. The man instantly attacked my neck, grinding his hips against mine. I felt disgusting. Ashamed. He moaned, inhaling slowly and I gasped, tensing up as I felt his tongue licking all the way from my collar bone to my chin. I shivered in disgust as he grinned.

"You like that baby?" I held in my plea for him to stop. I knew guys like this. The more you plea, the more bruises you walk away with. That is, if you could walk away. I usually crawled, or just laid on the floor until I could walk.

"Yah!" A knock interrupted the man. "Just remember! Not the face!" Then heavy footsteps walked away from the door, leaving me without any hope.

The man licked his lips, staring me straight in the eyes before pressing his lips onto mine. I denied his tongue entrance to my mouth and he bit on my lower lip harshly. A tear fell down my face as my mouth was forced open and his slimy tongue invaded my mouth, messily assaulting every inch.

His hands began to grope at my ass. Then they roughly pushed my shirt up. He ripped it off and trailed sloppy kisses down my chest. I hiccuped, trying not to full out sob at how disgusting his touch was.

He snaked his hand into my hair and pushed me to my knees forcefully. With his other hand, he unbuckled his jeans. His length sprang out, already hard. "Open your mouth baby." I obediently did as he said after he pulled my hair harshly.

He thrusted himself into my mouth and set a harsh pace, hitting the back if my throat each time, causing me to gag. Tears streamed down my face at this point. Suddenly, something horrible slid down my throat and splattered into my mouth. "Swallow bitch." The man growled threateningly.

I closed my mouth and swallowed his cum, gagging once again at the foul taste in my mouth. He grabbed my hair again and threw me at the bed. He crawled on top of me as I tried to squirm away. Bad choice.

I gasped as he kneed my abdomen harshly. Pain exploded everywhere. While I was holding my stomach in pain, he took the opportunity to grab the rim of my pants and tear them down along with my underwear.

I was now completely exposed to him. He flipped me around and smacked my ass as hard as he could, sending a cry of pain out of me, followed by more sobs that had already escaped my mouth.

Without any warning, and certainly without any preparation, he slammed into me roughly. This sent a scream of pain echoing across the room. He didn't even pause and continued to fuck me mercilessly however hard I cried. He continued to hit me on my back and ass as well, only sending more pain my way.

"So fucking tight for me baby." He groaned. I didn't reply, as I was currently occupied with trying to not scream again. I sobbed quietly as he released inside of me. He moaned loudly and pulled out, dressing and leaving.

I sobbed onto the bed, once again feeling disgusted with myself. I couldn't move, and even if I tried to turn over, I wouldn't be sitting down for awhile.

My father did this to me at least twice a week. If not, then it was a beating from him for not bringing home enough money for his booze and cigarettes. The door creaked open and my father walked in, proud as could be.

"Good job, bitch. Just don't let Jimin hear you next time. He kept asking why you were crying. Wouldn't want him finding out, now would you?"

"You monster." I managed. "Leave Jimin out of this. You agreed to not touch him. And not allow anybody else to touch him as long as I did what you wanted."

"Watch your mouth." I groaned as he grabbed my hair, pulling my head back painfully. "You're nothing but a whore and a bitch. And that's all you'll ever be." He slammed my face into the bed and stalked out of the room, slamming the door behind him to leave me alone, wallowing in the hole I'd lived in since as long as I could remember.