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Author(s): baekyuu
Updated: Dec 28, 2016
Published: Dec 23, 2015
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4 fi een

Chapter 4 : Fifteen
When I wake up, I'm afraid, somebody else might take my place
When I wake up, I'm afraid, somebody else might end up being me

The Neighbourhood : Afraid

Strike.

Blood was running down his spine, and he could feel his own voice growing hoarse as he screamed once again, the leather of the belt cutting across
his skin and breaking apart his flesh. He buried his face in the pillowno, he sank his head into it, forcing his temples to dig into the soft material,
biting into it in hopes of distracting the pain on his back away.

Go away, go away. Stop. Stop.

Hot tears were running in flecks onto his cheek and he shrieked for all his worth, begging his abuser to stop. His nails raked against the walls as he
felt the belt lash against the back of his knee: it was painful. But he couldnt even put up a fight anymore; his small fists were skinned and bruised,
and if he were to run, hed damage his legs further. He begged and pleaded for him to stop, crying out for his long-gone mother, when he felt a fat fist
grabbed a handful of his hair.

Stop! Stop it, it hurts! It hurts! he tried to claw away at the wrist that grabbed his hair, but he felt a boot suddenly jam into his stomach and he
uproariously coughed with blood, his throat gagging at the sudden thick liquid that filled his lungs and dripping down his chin. Like a ragdoll, he could
feel himself being dragged across the floor, resulting in dragged blood tracks on the tiles, and across the long garden grassthe grass that had once
been beautifully trimmed by his mother, before a monster let it grow wild like a gnarly, tangled beast.

The long blades of grass were cutting into his thighs, but he still kicked and fought for his life, even if he couldnt scream anymore. His teeth was
snapping at imaginary monsters in the airbut the real monster was dragging him up the old treehouse by his skinny helpless arms.

I hate you! I hope you rot in hell, bastard! he said once his mouth was completely disposed of blood; but the liquid was spattered everywhere like
freckles across his face, and like a paint splatter on his mouth. The same boot now rammed against his ribs and he fell backwards into the wooden
floor
of the treehouse, and he felt his head jerk back in responsehis eyes were rolling towards the back of his head. The boot pressed into his
skinned cheek and he felt an immeasurable pressure on his jaw, and he felt something being tied and looped around his neck.

If you cant behave like a human, then Ill treat you like a dog. was the sentence that was hissed onto his ear. He spat on the monsters facea
hateful spit, mixed in with his blood and saliva. If it were to be the last thing he did, then he was sure proud of himselfthe monster got angrier.

Then the monster tied the other end of the rope on a branch, and simply left and locked the door. The monsters victim roared angrily and tried to free
himself of the thing that was bound into his neck, and he rammed the door with his shoulders repeatedly again and again.

Then the hinges gave its last cry and popped, and the door burst open. Though the boy hadnt had time to steady himself and he slipped against the
tree trunkand, although the rope wasnt long and the distance wasnt enough to snap his neck, what the next-door neighbour saw was a skinny
bloody boy hanging limply on a rope by his neck, gently rocking back and forth in the breezy wind of the early spring.

Chanyeol woke up in a half-empty bed, occupied by only himself.

For a moment, he thought that he was back in his own home, and his knees automatically shot up and bent in fear, his long fingers grabbing the
sheets, a cold sweat running down his brow. But as his vision grew clear and he realised that he was still in Baekhyuns limited household, his body
relaxed and he let out a sigh of relief.

Though where was the master of the house himself?

B Baekhyun? Chanyeol called out in a groggy voice, rubbing his eyes with his knuckles. When no monotonous voice of Baekhyuns replied back
to him, he shot up and looked under the blankets to see if he was curled up really smallbut the bed was empty, with only one occupant: himself.

Fear and panic struck a chord into his head, and Chanyeol dizzily tried to find him. He went around the garden to see if he was lying down there
having a joint (though it was clearly impossiblethe snow grew into two feet thick overnight), checked up on the rooftops and even went through the
whole house itself, seeing if Baekhyun had taken a fancy to stroll around the rotting unused rooms. But there was no trace of him anywhere.

Chanyeol checked if Baekhyun left a note for him at all, seeing if he had overlooked things. But Baekhyun made no note at all, and if he had gone
out of the house, the snow had covered his footprints.

Worry surged through Chanyeols veins, and images flashed across his head. What if Baekhyun got kidnapped? What if Baekhyun got himself into
trouble? What if he was caught stealing something? What if

...

Oh no

He let out a small yelp at this. Frustrated, he held his head and tried not to overthink the situation. Baekhyunwhere could Baekhyun have gone?
He probably went to the swimming pool to have a shower. He probably went around to the dumping grounds to collect somethings. He probably went
around the shops to steal a few things. He could be

He could probably be lying dead somewhere with a needle still stuck in his arm, overdosed.

Shut up, shut up, shut up! Chanyeol roared, jamming his feet onto his sneakers and pulling on his coat. He burst through the door and ran through
the garden to the front of the house, his legs swinging wildly as he ran, the December wind biting back into his skin. He halted into a turn and burst
through the swimming centre, stopping short at the confused receptionist.

H-Hi, there he gasped, leaning on the marble table of the reception. B-By any chance, did you seeh-hahh uh, a short male coming over
here? H-Hes got dark hair with the same colour eyes, h-hes pretty skinnyand and he has a scar around his neck H-Hes called Baekhyun?

The receptionist looked rather wacked for a second, before his eyes widened.

O-Ohwas that your friend that you always come here with?
Y-Yeah, that one! H-Has he came by here?
No, I dont think so Ive been in shift here since morning and I havent seen himsir?

Before he could even finish, Chanyeol was already exiting the building, calling out Baekhyuns name, hoarsely shouting it on top of his lungs. He
searched in through every shops and round through the park, asking a several few people had seen him

Then there was a familiar figurebut not the one he was looking for. But he ran up to him anyways, running madly up to him

Tao! Tao!

Ooh, I quite like that one, thats pretty cute

Hey babyI think someones calling you.

Chanyeol just skidded in halt in time to avoid bumping into Taoand somebody else, taller than him, whom Chanyeol assumed was his fianc Kris.
He bent down and gasped for breath, recollecting his senses.
Up
for a morning jog, Chanyeol? Tao chuckled, nudging his fianc, whom he had linked arms with. Chanyeol straightened up and panted, sweat
streaming down like bullets down his temple.

Whos this, love? the pale blonde-haired man said in a hushed tone.

OhChanyeol, I dont think youve met him, have you? Love, this is Park Chanyeol, Baekhyuns friendyou remember Baekhyun, right? Chanyeol,
this is Wu Yifanmy fianc, though we all call him Kris.

Its nice to meet you, Chanyeol. Kris rumbled in his deep voicemore or less similar of Chanyeols tone, but his voice sounded much more
dignified and polite, like a proper gentleman; his eyes were set deeply too, though it was rather dark and it was hard to tell whether his eyes were
strict or soft, but they werent exactly intimidating. Chanyeol nodded breathlessly and shook his hand, shaking it clammily.

Wheres Baekhyun, Chanyeol? Usually Pup would always stick to a friend whenever hes got one around. Tao tilted his head, his earrings angling in
response. Chanyeols eyes widened.

W-Waityou havent seen him? Chanyeol gasped.

No, not at all. I can recognise his face within thirty yards away and I havent seen him this morningoh no, dont tell me

Taos cheerful face suddenly darkened. Chanyeol gulped.

H-Hes missing Chanyeol ran his hand through his hair. I-Ive checked everywhere and Ive been trying to find him, visiting places where he
couldve beenhes not anywhere H-He was with me yesterday night

Tao clapped a hand to his mouth, his eyes staring straight through the ground.

Wellwell then Tao swallowed nervously. Y-Youll Youll just have to wait until he comes home
What?!

Chanyeol stepped up to Tao, but Kris growled and stared down at Chanyeol.
Dont you threaten him Kris started to hiss protectively, but Tao dismissed him. Kris shoulders slumped.

II cant just simply wait! Look, we havewe have to call the police or something, hes missingand you know him better than I do, Tao, heshe
doesnt know what hes doing sometimesoh god, I feel bad for saying thisheshes on drugs, for gods sake, and heaven knows where hes got
up to Chanyeol started a panicked stutter. Tao visibly flinched at the mention of Baekhyuns sore point and his face paled even more, and he fell
silent.

Y-You cant call the police Tao whispered quietly.

What?! Why?!

Chanyeol, if you raise your tone against Tao again, I will punch you in the face. Kris threatened. But Chanyeol inched closer anyways, and he could
see Kris fist curling.

Calling the police for his name is like handing him to a murderer, Chanyeol. Tao said quietly, his eyes starting to water. You know the things hes
been up to. HesHes a good kid, but his mind his mind just works differently, Chanyeol. You and I might understand, but if the police ever found
out what hes been up to, hes

Tao visibly gulped.

Hes going to be in a lot more trouble than he is now, Chanyeol. You know him. He hates it. He goes mad in there. Lookjust wait until he comes
home, okay? Wait for a day or two. If he doesnt come back till then, come and find me around here.

Chanyeol stared at him incredulously, but he stepped back in defeat. Bidding them a bitter goodbye, he trotted back home in the mass of snow,
hands jammed in his pockets. When he got back home, he collapsed on the bed without taking off his shoes, the worry weighing down his shoulders,
closing his eyes, hoping that the next time he opened them, Baekhyun would be back.

The clock on the wall ticked five in the afternoon, and Chanyeol had been asleep for an additional six hours. But there was no familiar sign of a
messy dark-haired boy flicking his forehead and telling him to wake up, or eating raw butter beans, or even clinking needles on the cold tiles of the
floor.

Where are you, Baekhyun? Chanyeol whispered, burying his head into the pillow.

Right here, golden boy.

Chanyeols fists curled and he immediately shot up, thinking that the voice was just generated inside his head. But sure enoughthe boy was there,
standing right in front of him, his hair much messier than ever. But he was there, in one piece, holding his sweater by a limp arm and wearing the
rather tight shorts around his skimpy waist, bare-chested. Though before he could make another move, Chanyeol lunged at him and knocked him to
the floor, thumping him on the chestnot exactly throwing punches, but it was enough to hurt rather dully.

Youhadmefuckingworriedyoubastard! Chanyeol hissed breathlessly, tears running down his cheeks. Though he could never truly hit
Baekhyun. He sobbed on his chest instead, Baekhyun judgedly staring down at him with his temperamental eyes.
Its
only been seventeen hours without me, you brat.

Seventeen hours! Chanyeol exclaimed. All I couldve known that youyou were dead or something, you couldve left a note

Baekhyun sighed and looked at him guiltily.

Sorry.
Yeahyou better be, you stupid idiot. Chanyeol sniffed, rubbing his eyes, holding Baekhyun at an arms length.

Baekhyun looked well, a little more different. His eyes werent hazy anymore and it looked sharper than beforeand Chanyeol couldnt even look
at his eyes for a few seconds now. Perhaps because it was the eyeliner he wore that made his eyes more definedit definitely looked more well,
Chanyeols couldnt find the word, but it was something that made Baekhyun from cute to hot. N-Not that he was saying anything about that

Baekhyun, however, looked positively flushed and rosy rather than pale. His cheeks were a positive shade of scarlet, and his breathing was more
sober. Scars dotted his bare chest. His stomach and arms slightly defined with musclebut there was something else.

His neck was flecked with bruisesit was full of it. Some were definitely darker than the others and looked rather new and tender, and it travelled
down the side of his chest like a constellation. The bruises stood out against Baekhyuns pale skin, and

Those are Chanyeol felt himself flushing rather furiously. Erryouve been out to do a fewerrands?
You mean sex?

Chanyeol couldnt understand why Baekhyun had to be so explicit sometimes.

Is that why you were gone for so long?

Well, I had five guys on me going on at once, and I couldnt get the stuff out of my ass for a long time
Okay, stop, stop stop!
It was really nice, but it was goddamn tiring, and I had to stay bottom throughout the whole thing
Okay! Case closed, I dont want to hear it anymore.

Chanyeol sighed, putting his hand on Baekhyuns cheek, stroking him by the tip of his thumb.

All I need to know is that youre safe. Chanyeol said, relieved. Look, next time youre going, please leave a note and come back home at a
reasonable time.
Yes, mom.
Im serious here! I was really worried about youTao and I were.

Baekhyuns eyes flew open.

You met, Tao? You told him I was missing?

Yes! And if you dont leave a note next time you leave and you leave me here to cry straight for three hours, Im telling Tao.

Baekhyun supressed a snort, holding Chanyeols hand that currently held his face, leaning into his touch.

So, youre blackmailing me? Baekhyun said softly, opting to rest his body on Chanyeols, his back comfortably fitting with Chanyeols broad chest.
He snuggled into the warmth of the taller male, closing his eyes. Chanyeol wrapped his arms around his small, skinny body, resting his chin on the
crook of his neck.

Yep. Im blackmailing you.

Youre rude, mom.

The worry was lifted from Chanyeols shoulders and he sighed contentedly, feeling warm and safe once more. It was an odd feelingbut it was a
rather soft and nice feeling, cuddling up with the only friend he now hadand he seemed to never want to let go.

The clock ticked on. The minutes pass by in silence.

Yeollie.
Hmm?
Were you really worried about me? Baekhyun asked in a quiet voice.

Chanyeol closed his eyes.

Of course I was. I couldnt find you anywhere.

Why?
Just because?
You dont worry about someone just because, you dimwat.

Chanyeol grumbled, pinching Baekhyuns cheek. Baekhyun let out a low whine in response, swatting his hand away, snuggling up to him more.
Cmon,
tell me. Baekhyun said softly, his eyes drooping into its usual misty look; half-lidded. There must be a reason why youre worried about me,
right?

Chanyeol gave up in defeat. T-Tch! Well, I was worried because

because I love you?

B-because I care about you. A lot. Why?

Baekhyun retreated back to his chest and gave a satisfied nod, curling up in his arms. Wellit just feels nice knowing that someones worried about
my well-beingother than Tao, of course. Its justwell, its just a nice feeling, thats all. I like nice feelings once in a while too, Im not that robotic.

Chanyeol figured that perhaps the feeling was precious to him because he hadnt had a friend this close in a very long whileand Chanyeol agreed
wholly with him.

I think about you a lot too, you know. Youre charming. Baekhyun finally laughed, straightening up, pressing a shy kiss onto Chanyeols cheek
okay, maybe it wasnt his cheek, and it was nearer to the corner of his lips, kind of. Maybe. But he gave him a soft smile and flicked his forehead,
then returned back to pressing his back against Chanyeols chest, closing his eyes once more.

Chanyeol wiped his eyes and sighed in relief, knowing that Baekhyun was safe and sound in his arms. They both remained in this position for a long,
long time, watching the sun set down

...

Chanyeol jerked and Baekhyun rolled off to the floor.

Waitholy shit, did you justdid you just flirt with me?!
I have been for the past three weeks, but thanks for noticing.

Chanyeol gawped at him, Baekhyun hiding a smirk. He let out a loud gigglea true, genuine laugh at the sight of Chanyeols shocked face.

And for a moment, Baekhyuns eyes didnt look as sharp. Chanyeol could see into them, through the layers of icy brown and cruel black that his true,
gentle self was there, deep inside his heart, waiting to be unlocked and be freed like gilded butterflies.

And Chanyeol might just have the key to it.

i apologise for sucky chaptr but back pains,,,

at least i managed to update on time
sorry if the layout messed up its not my usual computer gghghgh
but i promise ill update on christmas with a nice chapter
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dri edStar #1 Jun 8, 2017 3:31:27 Reply All Block

Chapter 4: This story is so dark yet so freaking beautiful, ugh my poor heart..... I just can't....
TT_TT

GiMonbebe #2 Apr 30, 2017 12:41:28 Reply All Block

Chapter 10: I was a second from being really pissed o thinking that you would romanticize suicide but the last chapter got me clapping with tears in my
eyes... It's a really sad story with a powerful message. Very well written. Every word got straight through my heart. Dealing with other people's problems is
so hard... We want to let them be thinking that we are doing the best for them but we end up fucking everything up or we do nothing at all thinking that
"well that's not my problem". We really have to take care of our beloved ones well, look at them and try to help or ask for help if possible... It's important
to respect a person's wishes but it's really important to look them in the eye and say "u need help, even if you think you don't need it. You are important
to me. So please..." if you feel like there is no other choice. We see so much in our daily life and we just ignore it...
Well, i dont even know what im blabbing about now, i'm in tears haha.... But I feel like saying all this things going through my head even if they dont make
any sense.
Thank you for that powerful message.

PS: english is not my first language so i must have made a lot of mistakes lol please forgive my poor vocabulary

koseok #3 Apr 7, 2017 12:29:28 Reply All Block

wow look at this masterpiece i only read the description and i already know im pulling an allnighter to finish this

heungsoonshipper #4 Feb 2, 2017 7:58:33 Reply All Block

Chapter 10: :'( :'(

emperor_carat #5 Jan 9, 2017 21:33:50 Reply All Block

Chapter 10: ... im so speechless... i dont even know how to describe the ending... i wouldn't say it was beautiful bc well it was harsh more than anything
but i would say it was realistic and make me realize how my thoughtless comments and words can hurt ppl deeply and no matter how happy my friends
are i should wake and save them while i still can.

_mofuuuuuu #6 Jan 8, 2017 12:48:25 Reply All Block

Chapter 10: IVE NEVER CRIED BCUZ OF A FANFIC BEFORE BUT HERE I AM

GODDAMNSEAHOON #7 Dec 31, 2016 13:16:42 Reply All Block

Chapter 2: OKAY I FEEL REALLY BAD I'VE FORGOTTEN HOW TO UPVOTE, WAIT PLEASE REMIND ME. AHH.

GODDAMNSEAHOON #8 Dec 31, 2016 13:13:42 Reply All Block

Chapter 1: I feel like I'm terrible at comments, but I don't want to be just another silent reader, so I just wanted to tell you that this was funny and
adorable and I'm gonna go read the next part now.

deerlover03 #9 Dec 30, 2016 22:18:33 Reply All Block

omg reconstructed how??? holy shit this is /really/ my favorite cb fic ever my favorite fic from lach i cri the feels are still alive

deerlover03 #10 Dec 30, 2016 22:17:30 Reply All Block

OMYGOD MY FAVORITE FIC IS IN THIS ACC OMYGOD

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Foreword

1 nine

2 zero

3 twelve

4 fi een

5 twenty-two

6 five

7 [TW] zero

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9 fi een

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