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(Y/n's PoV)0
I banged the door, close of my room, and plugged in my earplugs playing 'lovesick girls' by black pink, I laid down on my bed, and pulled over a blanket on top of my head. The music sending peace through out my body, cutting down my thoughts, and the playing exactly the pain I was feeling. I closed my eyes, as I felt my throat starting to hurt up, my eyes felt the sting of the familiar tears that I tried to keep in. It happened again. My breathing was shallow as I felt the pain build up. I bit my lips, feeling a sob about to whack up my body. The song just as it always did, was helping me soothe the pain. But I guess it wasn't that easy to always be in control. And finally a tear slid down my cheeks, leaving a wet trail in its awake, another sob whacked my body, why was it always me?. Their cold words rang in my mind as the music tried to dampen, the thoughts. But no matter what I did it always came back, why?..'I am ashamed to call you my daughter!' 'Why did we have such useless shit as our daughter?' 'Cant you be like your sister?' I clenched my eyes shut, as the whispers seemed to increase, each one striking my insecurities more and more 'Y/n your dad loves you, he wants what's good for you nothing else, try to understand him please.' and what about me? Did you try to understand me? 'y/n he has a lot of dreams and hopes from you, please try to fullfill them' what about my dreams? Do you care about them? 'y/n why can't you study as hard as he wants you to? 10 hours in vacation is not a lot!' I try, but I can't..... I'm lost. 'I have never seen someone as shameless as you, had I been in your place I would have sucided way long back!' stop!! Another sob whacked my body, was I not enough? Was I not trying as hard? I just wanted a little bit of time for myself. A little relaxation. Was asking a single day too much? I felt my throat contrict in pain, what kind of torture was this? Why was I feeling so sad? Wasn't I supposed to get used to it? Why was I not able to satisfy my parents? Did they hate me? "no they love me..." I whispered brokenly. "Hmm maybe they do." The voice startled me, as I turned around, to look up at the guy who stole my heart, he was looking down at me smiling softly as he wrapped his arms around me. He raised his hands removing the earplugs from my ears, and wiped my tears as he smiled softly. More tears instantly filled my eyes, as I latched my arms around him, tears cascading down my chest, Sobbing hard. And he was fast to wrap his arms around me, as he hummed in his deep voice "It's okay y/n, it's all gonna be okay." His sweet voice, increased the fire in my chest, and my cries became louder. And he just like always held me close. This was his way of telling me that he was going to be here for me, everytime I cried he would hold me, listen to my rants, and wipe of my tears until no more were flowing. This was him, Taehyung. He was different, different then us, moreover different that humans. Because he wasn't one, he was...wind. yes I know I sound crazy but that is what he was, he had this crazy power to control or change into winds. And he used to use it on me all the time. We met, when I was a kid, he would blow me here and there in winds, and made me laugh. Ever since I had known him he was like this. And whenever I asked why, he would reply with a simple, 'because you are special' I never knew why though, I mean I am nothing special, just a Normal girl, or even below normal. I wasn't beautiful, I wasn't sexy, I wasn't smart, I wasn't active, I sucked at sports, and I didn't had a single good and useful qualities, wasn't that why even my parents called me useless. Because I was. And just the realisation was enough to make me ache and cry more. "Shh baby it's alright. I'm here." His voice was soft and smooth just like always. "Why tae, why am I not enough?" Tears crossed my eyes, as I mumbled in his chest, pain clear in my voice. "Never say that y/n, ofcourse you are more than enough!" Taehyung scolded softly, hugging me closer to his chest, I took a deep breath, as his scent wafted through my nose, calming me down a bit, but I shook my head stubbornly "No taehyung! I am not. I should not et them down like that!" I heard him sigh as he pulled away looking down at me seriously "y/n you can't always be what others want you to be baby." More tears slid down my eyes as I said, back miserable "That's because I am useless!" He shook his head as he said "No y/n, you are not. I know you have tried you best." I shook my head, my heart aching "No had I tried more I wouldn't have failed them." He looked at me, his eyes held pain as he said "Y/n don't push yourself, it's okay to fail, you can't win every fight y/n. Stop pushing yourself I don't want you to break." At the end his voice broke, I looked at him astonished. this was the first time, I have ever seen him have a break down. "Tae...." I looked at him, as a tear left his eyes, he wiped it away hastily as he shook his head. "No y/n, don't. Just Stop once in a while will you? Stop it, it's killing you! Its breaking you piece by piece." I looked down, as I whispered inaudibly "I can't tae, it's not in my control. Only if I wasn't so lazy.." his head shot up, his eyes flaring in anger as he said "Can't you see this y/n?! Your happiness? It's dying right inside you! You are not lazy, you are just so fucking tired, you can't take it anymore! Can't you tell them that they are pushing you off your limits?" More tears rolled down my cheeks "I am sorry tae, I didn't realise I was hurting you too." I just had to hurt everyone didn't I? Even the ones those who love me so much. Taehyung looked at me shocked as he opened his mouth to say something, but closed it "wh-what? N-no y/n! No you are not......ugh!" He suddenly groaned and then he was gone. I looked at the open window, as air rushed out and sighed. I was a burden to them wasn't I? I am so sorry taehyung....more tears blurred my vision, as I laid my head on the pillow, before bursting into tears.
(Authors PoV)
The wind gushed as suddenly in a snap, a black haired man appeared on the edge of the cliff, his hands clenched around his hair, as more tears slid down his cheeks. His mate was in pain.....yes y/n was his mate. He couldn't help himself, from feeling the pain, that was eating him up. He had to just scold her, when she already was not in a good condition. Couldn't he wait until the best moment came? He sighed....he knew y/n's parents weren't wrong. But he also knew y/n wasn't wrong either. He has seen it. Lately her aura has been turning darker, more depressing. She was breaking slowly, but surely. It all started during her end of the second last year of high school. She was exhausted by the amount of loads she had studied for in her exams. He remembered, how she alway used to chat away happily about how good of a vacation this was going to be, and just how much she was going to relax around, having the vacation of her life. It wasn't her fault, she had a really bad year, she had shifted mid school year in this High school, and the students were hostile towards her, was to say the least. It was just one month to final exams she had transferred here, and when students declined to give her notes, she had to make her own ones. And ofcourse seeing the deadline dates coming closer her parents started scolding her to study hard and rest in the vacations. An she did, but she notes, that even the teachers declined her to take. So ofcourse, when her parents took a surprise test of hers she failed. She had been too busy collecting notes to focus on studies. And it wasn't like she wasn't working hard, infact she used to stay up at nights completing her notes, before doing the same through out the day. She wasn't even sleeping was to say the least. And combine that with, when her parents started scolding her, almost everytime she came under thier line of vision. While eating, before sleeping. And ofcourse not to forget, even though she had to study she would have to help her parents in whatever work they assigned her. Things didn't help when her sister, who was better at convincing had already completed her studies, and was taut ready for the exams. Ofcourse she would become the bad kid, bieng scolded at, first from dad, and then by mom having no one to lend her a shoulder to cry on. Even her siblings had begin mocking and scolding her for even the smallest of things, such as if she sat on thier bed, when they had just made it. Or if she didn't do anything something they told her to do right. he couldn't count just how many nights had she spent crying on his shoulder. He could see it, she was loosing it. He would see every time they would scold her, she would act as if everything was normal, would smile and laugh, doing silliest of things and make a fool of herself, just to show she was alright. But even that used to irritate her siblings. They would alway pass by comments such as "Are you phsyco or something, why do you act so weird?" Or even "Mom I am not introducing her to my friend, she is really embarassing!" And every thing, used to break her, he had seen how she used to sneak out giving an excuse of washroom, and hiding thier crying her eyes out, still trying to keep it silent. It was true when people said that a broken girl smiles Alot to hide her pain, because y/n used to do just that. And when she finally scored good marks in her exams did she give out a peaceful Breath, but that was until her parents started forcing her to study the next year's portion. They wanted her to finish it before the vacation ended, so she could score good marks and enter a good University. Ofcourse it was a blow for y/n, but she took it silently, but the amount of exhaustion she had from her exams was never given a chance to be released. And eventually it started wearing off of y/n. She started getting exhausted alot, after alot of House chores, and scolding, an 8 hours of study Started becoming unbearable for her. It was only so much a person could take before breaking. And so it happened, her depression increased, as her family started scolding her and taunting her, till the point, she was scared to even wake up the next morning. Every night she would cry on taehyung's shoulder, and the next morning try to impress everyone. It was tiring her day by day, and her parents weren't satisfied of her, and although they wanted the best for her, they failed to see, they were hurting her way too much. And what was hurting taehyung, was that his mate was breaking. He was losing her. You want to know what he was seeing? He saw her aura, that was filling with insecurities. He could see the confidence of the strongest girl he once knew, crumbling infront of his own eyes, as insecurities, pain and guilt replaced it. It didn't take a lot to see even for a blind man that her own self was killing her, that her own insecurities were killing her. And it scared taehyung. He had seen many people break infront of it. He didn't want her to do so too. He had seen many people kill themselves, because these insecurities got the best of them. He didn't want her to go through this too. He loved her way too much for letting that happen. She was suffering and he couldn't do anything about it, and it was killing him. He loved her for god's sake, he was fucking helpless, when his mate cried, all he could do was soothe her pain for a while, and let her go back to the hell hole.he was so fucking tired of all this. He sighed frustrated, he needed to clear of his head for a while. He just couldn't help, the guilt that gnawed at his guts, that be somehow made her condition worse with his outburst.....
