Struggle ♡Xiumin Fanfic♡

~Chapter 9~

"OH SHIT! DON'T LOOK!" Xiumin yelled as he buried me in his arms.

"If it isn't Minseok. Miss me?" My dad's rough voice crackled. He didn't say anything, he continued holding me with one arm, holding something in another. "Minseok-ah, it's been a long time. I know your weaknesses." I felt my dad coming closer. Xiumin turned around.

"Even I don't know them." He says. My dad laughed.

"Dear Minseokie thinks he's all grown up now and can take care of a sixteen year old girl." My dad says in a little higher pitched voice.

"I can take care of her better than you, and how old are you?"

"Watch that mouth of yours, son."

"Oh yea? What are you going to do about it?" I pulled down on his shirt to let him know he's going way too far. He takes my hand, to tell me it's alright, that he's going to take care of me, that I'm never ever going back to that dickhead again.
Xiumin's POV (how nice)

I could feel Wendy trembling in my arms. Damn, my legs are tired after all that running.

"I give you one chance, let her go and nobody gets hurt." He spits.

"I guess someone's going to get hurt then." I turn around. He was holding the same knife he had at first. I counted to 10 in my head, in 10 we run, again.
1
"Okay then." He sharpens his knife.
3.. I listen to him screeching his knife on the metal dumpster bar. 5.. The sound continues to screech as Wendy continuously pulls my shirt, telling me to run. 7.. He stops the screeching noise and eyes the knife, to make sure everything was perfect. 9.. He swipes the front and the back of the knife against the same metal dumpster bar, polishing it to make it perfect. 10. I took a step forward. He eyes me, I take another step.

"Run!" I yell pulling Wendy behind me. Due to my luck, this alley is a god damn fucking dead end. I step in front of Wendy, her hands on mine.

"Tried to escape?" He shows all his black and yellow teeth. I stayed silent, not cause I have nothing to say, it's just better that way. "Nothing to say?" He smirked. Plenty to say bitch. Too much to say. "Let's get down to business then." I took a step back.

"Don't hurt him!" Wendy yelled. We both froze, she slowly walked in front of me and held out both of her arms, like she was going to be handcuffed. "Take me back. Don't touch him." She turned around and looked at me. I pulled her back to me.

"No." I held her right arm, my grip so hard it'll probably leave a bruise. She moved her arm under my grip, but she couldn't move.

"Minseok-ah, give the girl what she wants." He opened his mouth full of cigarettes.

"This is not what she wants." I glared at him. I pulled Wendy back to my side. She stumbled over. He scraped his knife on the metal bars, 1. I start counting again. He walks to the left and checks his knife. 4, I wait for him to be satisfied with the god damn knife so the screeching sound can stop. 8, the screeching sound stops. Wendy taking a step forward in her scraped knee. 10.

"Go!" I pushed Wendy to let her run first. I knew he would chase her. I kicked him in the nuts and he swung his knife.

"XIUMIN!!" Wendy screamed as I hold the stinking man by his armpits, his knife on the hand. I kicked him in the nuts again as he tried to stab the knife in my stomach. He missed by a millimeter.

"RUN!" I yelled, no use. She's still standing there. The man got his opportunity and elbowed me in the back. I laid there, injured. I looked up at him. I heard footsteps run away. He looks down at me.

"Where did you tell her to go?!" He pulled me up by the collar.

"Away from you." He punched me in the stomach.