~Jungkook's P.O.V~

Through the ride to their house, I was thinking about Taehyung. The time I removed his shirt I was extremely shocked yet amazed. Taehyung's chest were filled with scars, scars of victory and loss. There was a scar on his abdomen which still looked fresh, probably from a dragger knife.

Tears filled my eyes when I saw his tattoo permanently drawn over his heart it said the most painful words.

I am a monster

How can an innocent face be a monster while the only monster over here is me? The way I took the virginity of acquitted girls and boys, how I made teenagers get addicted to drugs and alcohol, and I how I raped clueless individuals for money.

I am a monster not him.

Imagining the pain Taehyung had gone through made me slip into little space, yes I had eventually slipped into little space after the long span of 1 year and the reason was Taehyung. My voice had cracked while I spoke to Taehyung while silent tears had rolled down my cheeks. 

I looked over Taehyung to find him resting his face on his hand looking at the seat in front of him while in actually he staring at nothing but darkness. Life seemed unhappily unfair for both of us. 

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~A/N~

Hey Loves!

Just to inform you guys, the pictures in the beginning of the chapters represent the way taehyung was looking at that point. 

So hope you liked the chapters by now, and if you do please do vote and comment!

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