monster | baekhyun

13

Previously:
"Fucking bitch"
He mumbles under his breath, wrapping his long fingers around the rim of the bottle tightly.

He inhales sharply and in one quick motion, he pulls the glass bottle out. I watch as it falls to the ground and shatters into a million pieces.

"I warned you"
I speak, my voice shaky from fear.

His head instantly shoots up and he stares me right in the eyes. I can see the fury in them.

I'm fucked.

***

My jaw drops to the ground as soon as I realize just how much is pouring out of his stomach.

The familiar red liquid that my family members were draped in is now trickling down the boy's pants, creating a small pool beneath his shoes.

Luckily, I got none of it on me.

His hands are covered in the crimson liquid, the smell that my nostrils are filled with, causing me to fee incredibly nauseous.

"I could kill you right now"
He hisses while observing his torn shirt, wiping off his blood covered hands on his dark pants aggressively.

I feel my heart drop to the pit of my stomach and right then, my useless and nonexistent brain tells me to make a run for it.

I find myself throwing my arms up and weakly pushing the boy back by pressing my palms against his chest.

He stumbles back. He clearly didn't see it coming.

I dart past him and down the street, heading towards the main street with speed.

My eyes hungrily search for any sort of sign, my heart pounding right out of my chest.

Hopefully, he's badly hurt and won't follow me. Please don't.