Run-Taegi [Complete]

Part 1

"KIM TAEHYUNG GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!"

"Fuck you asshat!" Taehyung shouted back.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH! WAIT UNTIL I GET MY HANDS ON YOU!" Taehyung ignored him, running through the halls until he bumped into a sturdy chest.

"Goddamn it," Taehyung mumbled.

"Hey princess. Seems like someone's looking for you. Should I take you to him?"

"Bogum I swear, don't do this. Don't fucking do this!" Taehyung screamed as his boyfriend slapped him, grabbing him by the collar and dragging him back to his main bully, Minseok.

"Awww Bogum! Thank you so much! What a wonderful gift!" Minseok exclaimed excitedly. He ripped Taehyung from Bogum's grip, pushing him to the ground and stomping on his stomach. "Stupid whore,"

"Yeah I'm the whore," Taehyung spit. He coughed up blood immediately after.

"Shut up, your voice is disgusting. Bogum why are you still with this bitch?" Minseok took the books from the other's bag, throwing them at his head.

Taehyung tried his best not to wince, knowing that it would piss them off more. He felt blood run down his face.

"He's a good fuck. But he's annoying as hell, I was planning on getting rid of him soon," Bogum shrugged, pushing Taehyung with his foot.

'Not if I get rid of you first bitch,' Taehyung thought. He grimaced when Minseok's spit landed on his arm.

"Fucking trash. Ugh I can't even look at you, let's go Bogum," Minseok grabbed Bogum and intertwined their hands, walking off happily.

"Holy fuck. Damn it, I think he broke my ribs," Taehyung scrunched his face in pain as he tried to sit up. "Fuck waiting, I'll kill them tonight,"

Taehyung wasn't stupid. He knew the risks, he knew he could get caught. But he also knew he was perfectly capable of kicking all of their asses. He had been going to illegal fight rings to learn how to fight, making a decent chunk of cash on the side by winning all of his matches.

He had a plan. A shitty plan, but a plan nontheless. He was going to kill Bogum and Minseok, then pack his stuff and hide. He didn't neccessarily like the word 'run'. Taehyung felt that saying he was running meant he was weak. Hiding wasn't any better in reality, but it was to Taehyung's messed up mind.

It took him almost 15 minutes to get up. There was nothing around to help him, just an empty school hallway. He limped out of the school holding his head. Taehyung's backpack was slung around his shoulder, not that he needed it, but it could come in handy.

"Well then," He said, seeing the time, "Looks like I'm getting my ass kicked twice today. I might have to wait until tomorrow then,"

The 17 year old walked 2 miles to the tiny little run down trailer park he lived in. His house stood out well. It was off-white, only because of how poorly it was taken care of. The garden in the front was completely overgrown, and there was mold on the roof. The paint of the 3 steps leading up to the porch was chipped, the steps themselves broken and splintered.

He tried to open the door quietly, but it screeched loudly, announcing his presence. "Fuck,"

"Kim Taehyung where the fuck have you been?" His mother yelled.

"Eomma, I-"

"I told you not to call me that you disgusting freak! I'm not your Eomma!" She grabbed his wrist and threw him into the wall. "You are so lucky my husband isn't here,"

Taehyung breathed out a silent sigh of relief, maybe he would be able to rest enough. His rubs hurt like hell but he was used to the pain, it wasn't as bad as usual.