Masquerade | Johnyong

★ Six

Chapter six: Trust

Taeyong quickly hid behind the couch as his drunk brother was chasing him with a glass bottle.

"There you are!"

Taeyong turned around to see him swing the glass bottle towards him. He quickly rolled on the floor and got up. Taeyong ran up the stairs, his brother running after him. A 16 year old 5'11 guy vs a 4'3 7 year old boy, there was no chance for Taeyong. He caught up to Taeyong and pushed Taeyong down the stairs.

Taeyong fortunately only injured his knee. He struggled a little to get up but he did. He ran, limping as well as he saw his brother coming after him with the bottle.

He went into the kitchen, his brother following him. "Why are you running away? Stop running away from me! It's me, Taesung hyung. . . Why are you scared of me?" Taeyong gulped, seeing his brother's eyes that were nothing but pitch-black, even what were supposed to be the whites of his eyes.

"Come here, Taeyong! It's me, Taesung."

Taeyong ran to the other side of the kitchen then out the kitchen, his brother right on his tail. He climbed up the stairs as it was faster and ran into their parents room. He locked the door and saw them sleeping on the bed.

Taeyong shook his mom first, "Mom, mom, mom, . . Wake up! Mom, wake up! Mom, Taesung hyung is scaring me. Mom, wake up! Mom!" Taeyong ran over to the other side of the bed and shook his dad, "Dad, please wake up. Dad, dad, dad! Dad, wake up! Please, Taesung hyung is scaring me! Dad!" Tears brimmed his eyes and rolled down his cheek as he started panicking

"Mom, dad, mom! Dad! Wake up, please. I'm scared." He cried out.

Unfortunately, Taesung punched through the door. Taeyong ran into the closet and closed its doors behind him.

Taesung got into the room. Taeyong watched in fear as he saw Taesung roam around the room. "Where are you, Taeyong? It's me, your brother. I'm sorry I went out with those girls and left you in the house alone. Come out, I'll take you to the park."

Taeyong hid himself behind the clothes as he saw Taesung come near the closest. He was a child so he was tiny enough not to be seen behind clothes

Taesung opened the closest. Now, Taeyong was trembling like crazy.

The clothes were parted, revealing Taeyong. It was over for him. Taesung grabbed his brother's neck as he picked him up. He tightened his grip, strangling Taeyong.

Taeyong couldn't breathe. He panicked even more. He couldn't breathe.

Taeyong couldn't breathe.

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"No!" Taeyong woke up panting and visibly shaking. He took a deep breath, now appreciating the feeling of being able to breathe even more. He took his phone out to check the time. It was 4:28 in the morning. Taeyong looks around to see the others still sleeping. He wondered how they hadn't woken up because of him.

Taeyong lets out a sigh. He closes his eyes and falls back asleep.

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Taeyong woke up again. Thankfully he was able to sleep without any more nightmares. He turns on his phone to check the time. It was almost 7 in the morning.

"You're awake!" Yuta ruffles Taeyong's hair. "I already put your stuff together so don't worry about it."  He says. Taeyong softly smiles, "Thank you."