My Father, My Sad Life

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    Baekhyun's P.O.V

       When I got in the bus I heard some of the eleventh graders talking about me so I sat down in my original seat with Chan and listened to my music.( I'm a twelfth grader) It felt like forever as the bus kept going, but It finally stopped at my stop. I got off and slowly onto my front porch.

      I opened the door to a quiet, dark, lonley house. Yay, he's not here. After turning on all of the lights I headed up stairs to do my homework. I heard the main door harshly swing open right after I put my finished homework in my backpack.

"Get down here right now!"

      Oh no. He's here. This isn't going to go well. I head down stairs to my angry and drunk dad. He starts screaming at me, blaming me on things I havent even done.

"Why did you leave?! Where's my beer?! Where's my food?! Go away?!"

       What is he talking about?! He had way too much to drink as always. He's blaming me on random things again. I ignored him and walk up stairs. Before I reached the first step I felt a punch in my face following with a hard, painful kick to the back making me fall on the cold floor.

        He didn't stop. Kicks, punches, slaps, it hurt. I can't stop. I'm to weak. I can only accept. Why? I did nothing wrong. Why?! He stopped after five full painful minutes because he was tired. Finally there was an opening. I push him aside and run out the still open door. I didn't grab my jacket or shoes. I only had my t- shirt and pants.

       It was twelve a.m and I'm outside, running. Running to nowhere specific, crying. I forgot my phone in my room so I can't see the time but I know it was about ten minutes of straight running, crying, bleeding, and being very hurt. Since I'm about to pass out from both blood and sprinting across the dark, REALLY COLD streets, I sat down in an alley. The next thing I knew, I fell asleep, balled up, trying anyway to warm up.

    Chanyeol's P.O.V

        It was twelve a.m and I decided to take a midnight stroll around my neighborhood. I had to do something. The stress was killing me. I grabbed my fluffy jacket, put on my shoes and headed out. I was coming walking back home at around 1:46 and saw a small figure in the middle of a dark alleyway.

        I slowly walked up near it and noticed that it was Baekhyun balled up sleeping with nothing but a shirt and pants. I quickly took my jacket off and wrapped it around him. He is FREEZING cold and had tear marks down his face. I picked him up and ran to my house down the street. Thank goodness he's light but what happened?! Why was he out there sleeping in the freezing cold bleeding?! BLEEDING! I grabbed the first aid kit and healed his wounds.

      It took a long time since I haven't done this before but I eventually figured it out. He now has bandages wrapped around his arms, stomach, legs, and face. I take him to my room and set him on my bed, tucked him in, and went downstairs to sleep on the couch.

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