"Go out", the woman said after she took a deep breath. 

"Mom!", Jungkook screamed in disbelive, "you can't just come in my room and tell me what to do." Taehyung who looked at the ground in emebrassment, didn't move. He didn't speak neither.  Because he understood now, that he wasn't wanted here. 

"Jungkook you can't be serious", the woman looked at him confused and cocked her head. "Hey u, stay up. Leave my house. Now!", she said then aggressivly to the older boy. 

Taehyung turned his face around. He was about to stay up, when Jungkook hold him back on his wrist. "Wait", he ordered. Taehyung saw, how his eyes meet the one's of his mother. They were burning out of anger. This boy was on fire for him. 

"Mom! I- You can't just", he tried to stop Taehyung but he couldn't. While he spoke, the brown haired one tore away and ran out of Jungkook's room.  "Tae, wait!" 
He wanted to follow him, but his mother hold him back on his shirt. "No, Mr. you're staying", she said. Her voice was so cold. Jungkook never heard her this disappointed. 

Jungkook grabbed his mothers arm and screamed at her. "Leave me! I have to follow him!" He saw Tae's cutten wrist again. He felt sick. He felt like he's going to vomit right here when he though about what his boyfriend would be up to do after this scene. "Mom, you don't understand he's going to-!" 

His voice refuse. His mother used his moment of weakness, grabbed his shoulders and threw him with a strong push into his room. The door slammed. Jungkook heard how she looked the door. For one seconde he didn't understand what just happened, then he got up and stomped to the door where he started banging on the wood like he was insane. 

Meanwhile Kim Taehyung ran across the street. He cried silently. He wasn't worth it to be heard anyways. So he keept his mouth shut. Better for anyone.

He though about just disapearing.
Because one cared anyways.

Then he rememberd Jungkook and that it would be impossible for him to live without the black haired beauty. Tae shaked his head. "No", he whisperd in cry.

Then he though about suicide. 
Not the first time by the way. 
But this time the though was clearer, urgent. 

Taehyung didn't even realised how he had entered the building to his dwelling. Their his mother stayed at the door and looked at him, shaking her head. Did he rang the doorbell?

"Come in, right now!" 

Her words weren't cold. They were spiteful. 

"Please yell at me, beat me, swat me. Please kill me", he though while taking a few steps inside. His mother closed the door with a loud bang. 

"You slut! Were you outside! How could you dare to not accept my calls. I called you 5 times! Your such a bicht! How can you think that you ever will find friends if you act this lazy! Your so lazy! You can't even bring your damn comfortable ass in this house to clean! What do you think who's going to make your laundry!? Me!?"

Taehyung just started at her. No reaction at all. His heart went cold. 

"Right!? Me! Of course you spoiled asshole! I give you everything and you treat me like your fucking cleaner!"

He just stayed their, while she screamed at him. 

He didn't even listen. 
He didn't even cry. 

But he cared. He always tried to pretend that he didn't at all, but this wasn'tr true.

Suddenly, the black-haired woman reached out and slapped his cheek so hard and unexpectedly that the boy staggered and slammed into the closet behind him. He hit the back of his head on the handle so hard that his world went black for a moment.

Then the woman kicked him in his upper belly with her foot. Unfortuanely she was strong. Really strong. Taehyung understood in this moment that she was kind to him before this day. She never used this much power to hurt him. Not like that. 

" I know it. That you're making out with a boy!" Taehyung covered his face with his hands. Not out of embarassment. No, he was scared she would kick him in his eyes or try to break his nose. 

Then she left and went into her room. Taehyung heard how the door locked. 

Why was this happening to him? Why couldn't anyone accept him just how he was. He stayed up. The dizzyness came over him like a huge wave. when he felt the back of his head, he noticed that it was bleeding.

He locked himself in his room and started crying. 

He just needed to be loved. 

He was only human after all. 

How do you like this story so far? :)
There will be about 3 chapters more, i guess. Or should I continue a bit more?