The Monster Under The Bed

8. Headache

Autumn wakes up with a pounding headache. She sits up in her bed and massages her temples. Zitao wasn't asleep in his own bed across the room, he was probably already downstairs eating breakfast.

Weird, he usually wakes me up.

With a sigh, she climbs out of bed and stumbles over to the bathroom. She stares at herself in the mirror after washing her hands. She felt strange, like something was missing.

It's probably just this damn headache. I wonder if Yixing is awake yet.

She shrugs and leaves her room and pads downstairs. She freezes outside the game room. From inside, she could hear a soft snoring.

Which of those idiots fell asleep in here last night?

She rolls her eyes and enters. She is shocked to see Zitao curled up on the floor. Several cans of beer were littered around him.

"Zitao!" she barks, he wakes up immediately and looks at her sheepishly.

"Hi Autumn," he greets.

"Who told you you could drink?" she demands, hands on her hips.

"Mr. Leeteuk and Xiumin were with me last night," he replies slowly, "But after that I don't remember what--"

He heaves and she grabs him and teleports him to the bathroom just in time for him to vomit. She wrinkles her nose.

"And this is what happens when you get drunk," she informs him when he's done.

Zitao moans.

"Never again."

She chuckles a bit and helps him up. He stumbles back to his bed while leaning heavily on her. She lays him down.

"I'll bring you some coffee."

She teleports to the kitchen where Kyungsoo and Jongin were finishing making food.

"Morning Autumn," Kyungsoo greets.

"Hi," she replies, going over to a cabinet and pulling out the coffee grounds.

"What are you doing?" Jongin asks curiously.

"Somehow, Zitao got drunk last night and he has a bad hangover now," she sighs, starting to brew the coffee.

"He got drunk?" Kyungsoo inquires, "The only room in the house that has alcohol on it is the game room."

"That's where he was. He said he was with Leeteuk and Xiumin."

Jongin raises an eyebrow.

"Xiumin fell asleep early last night," he informs, "Leeteuk I have no idea about."

The coffee finishes and she pours it into a mug.

"Maybe he got drunk and had a dream?" she suggests, then shrugs, "I'm not even sure right now."

She teleports back to Zitao and helps him sit up.

"Autumn, it tastes bad," he whines after taking the first sip.

"Just drink it Zitao, it'll make you feel better," she orders.

He pouts and obeys, drinking down the rest of it. He gags as someone knocks on the door.

"Come in!" she calls, causing Zitao to wince. Baekhyun comes in, a look of concern on his face.

"Have you seen Yixing?" he asks her. She shakes her head.

"No, I've been taking care of Z. Why?"

"He's not in his room. I was thinking maybe he might come to you last night to talk about Leeteuk and Kyuhyun."

"Nope, sorry."

"Ok," Chanyeol mutters, "We're going to go out and look for him. Maybe he got lost going on a walk or something."

"I'll meet you out there when I'm done taking care of him," she informs him. He nods and bites his lip before leaving.

When he's gone, her own headache comes back full force.

"Today is going to be a long day."

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Chanyeol treks through the woods, his long legs carrying him to places he's never been before.

"Yixing!" he shouts, "Yixing!"

He continues walking.

"Chan?!" someone shouts back. Chanyeol sprints to the source.

"Yixing?!" he calls excitedly, "Where--"

He is cut off when he runs into something that flings him back a good three meters. He continues rolling down. A tree is what he is stopped by. He moans and slowly gets up.

"Ow."

He rolls his neck and walks back to the location where it happened. The sky starts to become cloudy and he glances up. He didn't like rain. It felt like droplets of acid even though it didn't actually burn or leave marks on his skin. It just wasn't pleasant.

I'd better hurry up before it starts.

He makes his way back to where he was when he got thrown back, being careful to not run into it again. He reaches out in front of him, his hand stopped by a invisible force.

"What the--"

A small breeze indicates someone is behind him. He assumes it's Sehun.

"Sehun, can you find Chen and tell him to try to hold back the rain? Also, get Suho--"

He is cut off someone hits him on the back of the head with a large stick. He crumples to the ground. The rain starts to pour down.

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The man stares down at Chanyeol's body. The tall boy was still breathing. He was just knocked out. The rain caused his blood and his hair to mix together to make an even darker red.

The cold water droplets seemed to evaporate on his skin. The man sighs and leans down to pick him up. He slings the boy over his shoulder and carries him through the border that was keeping him out before.

After a short while, he comes upon a small trapdoor on the ground. He opens the door and dumps Chanyeol's body inside. He winces when he sees how the boy's larger frame didn't quite fit comfortably. He closes the door, locks it, and pulls a log over the top.

"Sorry Chanyeol," he mutters, "You got too close."

He sits on the log as he waits for the young boy to wake up. A small banging sound indicates when that happens.

"Hello?" Chanyeol calls. The man gets up and watches. The door barely moves when the boy bangs on it. The man nods and walks away, ignoring his pleas to let him out.

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Chanyeol trembles. His body was cramped in the small hole. Above him, he could hear rain pattering on a wooden door. In his mind, he debated whether the rain would be worse than being locked up.

He decides it would be, and does his best to drift back to sleep.

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Authors note
This chapter is probably confusing as heck. Sorry, it'll make sense later. Maybe....
Update on my life, right now my lowest grade is in English at a 90. That's not really a confidence booster for my writing... So yeah. I'm gonna stop complaining now.
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