You know, I loved my dad, though I had been very bad at showing it sometimes. But he was the only person who stood with me from the beginning and endured me - who was probably the hardest-to-understand teenager on this planet.

So, when I'm thinking about my dad, I see a brightly smiling man in his forties, with a pink apron and a bowl of pasta in his hands.

And then I look at Taehyung's dad and start to ask myself why god loves me so much.

Because Kim Rejun is a terrible human being. If you can even call him like that - human being that is.

I remember being so fucking scared when I met him the first time.

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Hello Kitty: Y/N

Hello Kitty: ?

Hello Kitty: Please answer

Hello Kitty: Please

I almost fell off my bed, considering that this was the first time he didn't send me Twice  memes or anything Sailor Moon related, and it would be an understatement to say that I was concerned about the urgent tone of his messages.

You: What is it?

Hello Kitty: Can you come and pick me up please?

Hello Kitty: Alone

Hello Kitty: We can take the bus or so

Hello Kitty: Please hurry

You: Why so stressed all of a sudden

Hello Kitty: Y/N please

I've never seen someone typing 'please' so often, what in the end was what made me grab my jacket and run out of my cozy home to the bus station, while my imagination ran wild, thinking of what Tae  could possibly be up to.

He'd been so joyful throughout the whole day. Everything had been fine.

Except... well, except him wanting to go home alone I guess.

Taehyung didn't send me any more texts what left me curious during the whole bus ride to his rich-boy-house that I've so far only seen once.

As always was I amazed how his home looked more like a mansion than an average house, and I felt very uncomfortable when I walked up the chiseled pathway to the door.

How could someone, who lived in a place like that suffer as much as Taehyung did?

Well, I guess you should never judge a book by its cover. 

What went on inside these walls was the total opposite of what they looked like to the outer world.

That sounded a lot scarier than I wanted it to sound - whatever, moving on to the story.

As I rang the door bell I heard voices yelling. I heard someone saying to open up and my only thought was, how could these walls not be soundproof?

A miserably grumpy looking, face-caked Catherine opened the door and a whiff of her perfume, together with a way too annoying man's voice yelling in the background greeted me.

"I can't believe you're still meeting this roach. He's one of the reasons we had to move! Does that information even get into your tiny queer brain? Your mother had to quit her job, because you wanted to act up interesting and wiggle your ugly ass in front of these guy's faces you fucking disappointment!" 

I stared at the half open door, from where the man's voice was coming from, completely ignoring Catherine who was making a fuss about showing me how much she didn't like me without needing to use words (this woman is exhausting).

I swear my ears started bleeding the longer I listened to this maniac voice.

"Ahh stop crying already you whiny little pussy. Is it my fault that you want every guy to stick their thing into you? If you wouldn't be so fucking ugly they maybe even would do it - and I swear if you dye your hair one more time I'll shave it. Stop being such a whore for attention and start acting like a normal man."

I slowly walked to the room this voice was coming from, though I wanted to do nothing more than to press my hands against my ears and run out of this damned house.

I remembered how Taehyung asked to oversleep at my place the last time his adoptive father had come home. 

Now I understood why.

I slowly pushed open the door completely and the room turned quiet immediately.

I took in the whole scene with wide eye.

Taehyung standing in the middle of the room with a tear stained face, looking shocked at my equally shocked face while trying his best not to start sobbing again. And this man sitting on the sofa like he owned the world, as he could've had the word 'asshole' standing in bright neon signs over his head as well.

His whole aura was just so... not nice. He could've been handsome once but anger had caused wrinkles in his face. His face looked as if someone had forgotten to soften the sharp edges and he had eyes like daggers.

I made an involuntary step backwards as his gaze landed on me. I who never filters her words, who never stops herself from saying whatever she wants, whenever she feels like.

My hole mind screamed to run, because this dude was pure evil.

He smiled at me - or at least he tried to - what indicated me that Catherine hadn't told him about me yet.

"Sorry, who are you again?"

I could've said anything. I could've said that I was Taehyung's best friend. I could've said that he should just go fuck himself and leave Tae out of his anger issues. If it was any other person I would've done so. But instead I said-

"Not important. I-I just wanted to pick Taehyung up to finish a school project at my place."

Weak

I tried to smile my best girl-next-door smile, while the man just nodded uninterested and waved vaguely in my direction, "Alright, I don't care. Just don't complain if he does something weird he can be quite..."

He again made a vague hand gesture and I clenched my teeth, trying not to pounce onto this fucker (don't take this too seriously, he's a grown man and I was... well-).

"Okay." I said quietly and turned around to go - no - flee out of this place.

Whatever it was with Taehyung's adoptive parents that made me so fucking furious - besides the obvious treating-my-best-friend-like-shit - I couldn't do anything.

This was something I had no power over, the first thing I had nothing to say in, couldn't say something against.

I walked out of the house, not waiting for Taehyung but closely listening if I heard his steps behind me, to make sure he actually was following me.

I'd been equally scared and furious at this moment.

The right thing would've been to hug Taehyung and to comfort him, but I was too busy with my own emotions to take care of Taehyung's.

I didn't change that much after all.

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I'm confused lately

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