The loneliest moment in someone's life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

My father grabbed my arm and dismissed the boys to there rooms, he took me to the room and shut the door.

"Taehyung"

was all my father said to me as he glared at me. I shrugged my shoulders and looked out the window.

"what the hell were you doing there?" he says finally

"partying what else?" I say

"Taehyung, do you have any idea what you're doing. It's like playing with fire. Eventually, it will burn you!"

I can't believe him, after all, he's done to me. He thinks that dancing with a child could hurt me?

"Says the man that made his own son kill a person at 10 years old just so he can get his money"

"It's different, you didn't care at all" he snaps at me. I could tell his blood pressure was rising because how red his cheek got.

"Yeah, of course, I didn't care. Like I didn't care how you used to beat my mother!" I say angrily. I was now on my breaking point with this man.

SLAP!

I felt the stinging sensation on my cheek of my father hand. I looked up to my father without emotion.

I felt numb again just as the day I was told my mother left me.

I spin on my heel not thinking twice and walked out of the room.

"I didn't dismiss you!"

" I will dismiss myself then, good night," I say having my back facing him. I still heard cursing as I walked upstairs to my room.

I don't care..anymore... I tell myself.

FLASHBACK

"damn bitch, why do you always middle with everything" My father shouted at my mother.

"I WILL not allow you to use our son to such crimes like these!" My mother says, My father glares at her.

"I don't want our son to be a weakling as the rest of the kids," He says angrily.

"He will not! but he does not need this type of life!" She yells back, they continue their argument as I sat at the kitchen table trying to do my homework.

I looked up to see my father hit my mother in the face, I remember how scared I was and helpless I felt then. I wanted to hide, I felt tears rolled down my cheeks and I ran to my mother trying to shield her.

"Move You Brat before you get hurt! Whores like your mother need to be taught a lesson!"

"Daddy, please don't hurt my mommy, hurt me instead!" I cried

"No, no baby, I need you to go upstairs" she whispers to me holding me tight. I shake my head wanting to take away my mom's pain.

my father takes off his belt and whips me on the back making me scream feeling the metal part of the bucket slash me making me feel warm fluids run down my back.

My mother shoves me upstairs and kisses me on the head.

"please go upstairs" she begs me, her dark eyes are glossy full of hurt and anger.

I limp upstairs and I shut the door hiding in my closet, I could hear my mother screams downstairs and I try to cover my ears.

everything going to be okay...

I'm strong...

I'm ok...

I cant cry

I'm fine.

I say this out loud to myself every time my father lashed out at my mom. When he beat me when I messed up on the smallest things. I had to be strong, I was afraid to show weakness to my father.

with my mother; she would hold me and let me cry in her arms. I could smell the sweet warm vanilla she loved to wear as she cradled me in her arms.

but when I was stuck in the closet praying for god that he would stop. I had no one, I was alone hearing my mother agony.

End of flashback

I lied there on my bed watching the ceiling fan move in circles. The sky was dark with a full moon shining through my window. I turned my head to see my clock.

3:34 am

I couldn't sleep and I was thinking of Hwa-Young. While I haven't seen her face she had a beautiful smile that pissed me off. I couldn't tell you why but I just wanted to shove her off the cliff but then catch her and touch her.

I was feeling conflicted with my emotions and I wanted to fix this mess I created in my chest.

After debating for another half an hour with myself I sat up from the bed and threw on a suit and my Tear mask on. I still wasn't secure enough to show her my identity.

I snuck out from my window and went to my mother Rose garden that I took care of secretly and snipped the Light blue and black roses.

with that, I headed to my motorcycle to drive to her house and drop off the Roses for her.