Through Hell And Back | Taegi

Chapter 14

Taehyung POV

Sitting in my cell with my back against the wall along with my head, I just sit here and stare at the floor. I don't regret what I was doing, even if it was wrong. I am mildly pissed with the station at the moment though, considering they won't fucking believe me about my piece of shit father. I guess I can't be too surprised though. They took me in because I was the one getting caught in the act of a 'crime'. I did it out in the open, spray painting the front of a garage, while that asshole beats the hell out of me behind closed doors.

Though, I am a little curious at the same time. As my mind begins to switch gears from that dick, no longer wanting to think about him, I begin to wonder if they ever got ahold of Namjoon or not. And if they did, is he actually going to come here and talk to them? Where the hell is he in the first place? I've not seen him since I was probably seven years old, but I'd always spend time with him when Yoongi had always been busy.

Yoongi...

My heart drops just at the thought of his name, yearning desperately to be able to see him again and to be able to hold him again. I know neither of those will ever happen, there's a reason I gave them Namjoon's name and not his. I highly doubt that hyung ever wants to see me again at this point after the shit I'd said to him that last day I actually spent time with him. In all honesty, it broke my heart just as much as I'm sure what I said broke his that day. Knowing I was leaving him, just like everyone else in his life had. I know the kind of effects that has on him, and it kills me to know that I did that to him after so many years of telling him I'd never be like those assholes.

Maybe... Maybe in a sense, it'd be better if I stayed locked up in here. I'd never have to run the risk of seeing Yoongi again. Seeing the damage that I caused. I'd be terrified to know and see just what all I'd been the cause of. And that's the last thing I want, especially with him. He means more to me than anyone living on this planet now, and all the people who aren't that actually mean something to me would probably be highly disappointed in me.

I sigh quietly, reaching up to run a hand through my hair as I lift my head up to look at the concrete ceiling they've got in here. It really is a dingy place. Granted, I'm not surprised considering I'm in a cell that they use to hold people who are more than likely going to get evicted for a crime.

I roll my eyes at the thought. A crime. I didn't even do something that fucking bad. If I were going to get locked up for a few years, hell, at least let me have a damn good and cool reason for it. Not for fucking graffiti.

"Get up. You're being released."

My head snaps over to the front of my cell, seeing an officer stood there unlocking the door. I frown in confusion, but simply assume that Namjoon has arrived and I just didn't get told. Sighing quietly, I pull myself up onto my feet and slowly make my way over to where the man is stood. He stops me, pulling out a key and unlocking the cuffs that are locked around my wrists. I rub my wrists where the metal had been wearing at them gently, silently following the man away from where I'd been held for the last however long. Though, it certainly didn't seem like that long that I'd been in there and waiting.

I just mentally shrug it off, keeping my gaze on the ground as I keep pace with the officer in front of me. Just like earlier, he leads me through a few different hallways and around other people, the scuffed linoleum flooring not changing and getting mildly cleaner as we get closer to the front.

I bite my lip, growing a tad nervous to see Namjoon again, and especially after this. I know I'll have to explain to him why the hell I got brought here in the first place, not that I really want to. But, I'll owe at least that much to him considering this is the first time he's been contacted on my behalf in over ten years.

However, when we finally reach the front of the station and I'm left alone in the lobby, I lift my head up to find someone I thought I was never gonna see again. My eyes widen, lips falling slack at the sight before, quickly growing scared, angry, and sad all at once as my heart falls.

Stood there beside Namjoon, looking worried out of his mind, is Min Yoongi.