FORCED......
"Did you say your prayers last night?" Mrs. Kim questioned as she cooked breakfast.
"Yes mother." Taehyung held back the disgusted sigh that he was dying to let out.
Truth is, he didn't pray last night. But she won't ever know that. That secret was between God and him.
Taehyung finished his cereal and placed his bowl in the dishwasher.
"What are you wearing?" She nearly gasped, making him look down at his attire.
"Yoga pants?" Taehyung said in an unsure tone.
"Kim V Taehyung."
"You don't have to use my full name every time you yell at me." The blonde haired boy nearly snapped.
"I will not tolerate that tone young man." She grabbed his wrist as he turned away from her.
He didn't respond he just looked at her with fire-filled eyes. It wasn't even nine in the morning and he already couldn't stand being near her.
"Apologize and change your clothes or I will take your guitar away." She threatened.
Taehyung hated it when she threatened him with his guitar. It was the only thing in this place that made him happy.
They had moved to ******* England because his dad, a high ranking police official, got a promotion or some bullshit like that.
They made him leave his friends, his home, and his life. He was not the least bit pleased about it. He hated it here.
It did nothing but rain, and drizzle, and rain some more.
Taehyung was miserable and his parents were too overjoyed with their new lives here to notice.
"I'm sorry." The blondie said through gritted teeth. "I will go change now."
His mother was crazy. His father was too. No wonder the wackos got married.
Taehyung's mother wasn't traditional, she was a conformist. It was like the women still lived in the eighteen hundreds. She didn't approve of him wearing anything but formal and decent clothes unless it was for sleep or exercise.
She was crazy and his husband approved of it.
On top of that they were insanely religious and they forced their beliefs upon Taehyung. He was pretty sure they put God before him, their own son.
Taehyung was forced to go to church every week. It was basically torture.
He listened to a guy talk about how great God was for an hour and the only thing he got out of it was his parents reprimanding him about all the shit in his life.
They made him put all his faith in God and hated it. It's not that he hated God, he didn't, it was just that he was being forced to take every word of the Bible in a literal sense.
The Bible has great stories, that teach great lessons, but you don't actually ******* expect him to believe God punished his ever so loved creations. He hated how serious he had to be about it.
Taehyung sighed angrily as he went up the stairs to his room. He pulled out a pair of pants and a tight fitting quarter-sleeved white shirt. His mother let him get away with loosely fitting clothes unless they revealed skin.
He wanted to feel sexy but he couldn't do that with his parent’s insane restrictions. The outfit he had on was probably the most revealing thing he owned. He wanted to cry just at the thought.
Taehyung grabbed his purse from the top of the dresser and draped the long strap over his shoulder.
He put on a pair of flats because how awkward would it be to wear sneakers with pants on. It would be trendy if he was wearing something sexier.
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to be continued......
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