100 days (Chanbaek Fanfic)

Chapter 1 - Abused

Hi guys! I an back with my third Chanbaek fanfic. Hope you guys will enjoy!

Oh! And this chapter has abusing inside so please don't read if you are uncomfortable. But otherwise, please enjoy ;)

Baekhyun POV

Pain. That was what I felt when I wake up everyday. Want to know why? Because I have an abusive father. I hate him. I want a new life but I am still too young to live by myself. So I have no choice but to be abused by him.

"Byun Baekhyun! Where the fuck are you!" My father shouted again. I could tell that he was drunk again. It was no surprise to me anyway. I just made sure my door was locked properly. I had three locks, two that I bought to install it on the door.

Why? Because having one lock, my father is still able to knock it down. I just sat on my bed, hugging my legs close it me. I stayed very silent, hoping he will not hear me. All I could hear was the thumping of my heartbeat.

I was scared. I just wish he can die. I bit my lips as teardrop rolled down my cheeks.

"Byun Baekhyun, you faggot! I know you are here! Get your ass here now!" My father slurred again. Please, don't come in. Leave me alone.

He started knocking on the door. "Get out now before I knock down the door!" He shouted. My vision got blurry as my tears kept falling. No. Please don't. Can't you just leave me alone?

He started banging on the door. I could tell that the three locks were not of any help. Well, maybe because I bought the cheapest one and the quality sucks. You can't blame me right? I have no money.

The door was finally knocked down by him and he charged in. I shut my eyes as I braced myself for the beating.

I felt a stinging pain on my face first. "You stupid faggot. I told you to open the door didn't I? You refused to listen huh!" He shouted.

He grabbed me and threw me off the bed. He then started kicking me in the stomach. "You stupid bitch! You should just die like your mother!" He said as he kicked one last time before going out.

I trembled. If you thought it was the end, it wasn't. He was just getting the knife he always used to cut me.

"What should I carve on you today?" He said and laughed. Yes, he did it everyday. I didn't hate it. Instead, I loved the pain. It helped me to forget all the torture I was suffering. This means, I don't have to cut myself. Saves my energy to cut myself.

As the sharp metal blade touched my skin, tears fell faster. It was very painful but at the same time nice. I could see blood slowly flowing out of the cuts. After he was done, he threw the knife at one side and left me lying there.

I just got up and washed away the blood. I sighed as I stared at myself in the mirror. When can I be free? I was often bullied at school and had no friends.

I walked out of the house and strolled along the park. Everyone was giving me weird stares because I had cuts and bruises on my face and hands. Well, basically all over me.

I had enough of people staring at me. I walked to a isolated tunnel. I was walking through it as I cried. There isn't anyone here to judge me.

I always came here when I needed to let everything out.

"Why can I get out of this torture now? When can I be free? Why is life so unfair? Why can't I be a rich guy and get everything I want?  Why am I the one suffering?" I cried out loud.

At that moment, there was an blinding light. I used my hands to block off most of the light but it wasn't enough. I squinted my eyes and the next thing I know, the surrounding went black.

I slowly flutter my eyelids open and looked around. Where was I?

"Oh! Baekhyun, you are finally awake! Let me go call the doctor!" A guy with deep voice said and went out. I then realized I was in the hospital. And the most unbelievable thing was that I was in a private ward! Since when was I so rich? What is going on?

Done with first chapter! How was it? Please comment and vote! I really like reading comments from you guys. It's my first time trying to write an abuse scene. Hope it was ok