The Boy With Big Ears | Chanyeol Fic

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AUTHOR'S POV

Chanyeol winced in pain and held his eye. He was sure it was probably swollen and bruised; he had sensitive skin. Someone swept his feet from beneath him and he fell on his ass. He looked up the see who it was. "Kai? Why are you doing this?" He spoke, obviously confused. "SHUT UP!!!!" Kai screamed at him and his foot met with Chanyeol's cheek, leaving a mark and a whimpering Chanyeol. Soon enough, 8 more boys pounced upon him and beat him senseless on the floor. There was a crunch heard as Kai stepped hard on his hand. It was broken. Chanyeol caughed and spluttered. "Why?" He whispered out, finding it hard to breathe. "Ask your dad what he did to Monique. He called her a rag doll. No doubt he tossed her about with his forbidden penis. Now I'm guessing it runs in the blood, stay away from us, or your life will be living hell." Chanyeol got upset, but he couldn't do anything. Not in his state. He knew his dad was a criminal, he had just found out. But what his dad does has nothing to do with him. Why was he getting beat up for it? No fair. That's what he thought. "Chanyeol, where are you? It's been almost half an hour. Let's g-" Alissa's voice could he heard coming around the corner but her sentence was cut short when she saw Chanyeol on the ground. She looked up, and there 9 boys stood, panting. "Ok. Great. So I'll make sure you all get a suspension. Please leave." She said at the brim of tears and approached Chanyeol. She touched his shoulder and he winced. She muttered a shit before whipping out. Her phone and calling the ambulance and telling them to come pick him up. "WHY AREN'T YOU LEAVING, GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!!!!" She shouted as tears streamed down her cheeks. "You don't understand. His dad kidnapped Monique. He deserved it." Kyungsoo started talking to her. "I. Don't. Freaking. Care. Go." She said, punctuating every word she said, making it sound as harsh as she could. "Alissa h-" He began again but she cut him off. "DON'T SPEAK TO ME. WHAT HIS DAD DID HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH HIM. LEAVE!!!" She raised her voice and slowly the boys left, and she sat there crying. The ambulance came and took him to the hospital and she called his mom to check on him after explaining the situation as much as she could.

----- 2 weeks later-----
"His arm should stay like this for another two weeks. You can take him back to remove the casting after that. Otherwise he should be ok. Thank you." The doctor spoke to Chanyeol's mom and she nodded and left with him. "Sorry mom." He apologised and she sighed. "It's fine. Not your fault." She whispered and took him home.

CHANYEOL'S POV
I'm so sick of it now. I did nothing wrong, they keep targeting me. I grabbed a fist full of hair in rage and slumped down in my chair as another object was thrown at my head without the teacher realising. The past two weeks were shitty. It was so bad, they slightly fractured two of my ribs and bruised me all over and broke my hand. I don't think I can endure it any longer. Their parents paid the bills at the doctor and they got a week suspension,  but since they returned it has been hell for me, I'm in classes with at least one of them for the entire day and it's like they make it a point of duty to mess with me. As for Alissa, we talked about it. And thankfully she had sense and reasoned logically. Even though to be honest I don't trust her fully, I'm thankful that she's my girlfriend. Plus, mommy loves her. I managed to get out of school without being squished flat by those asses. I decided to walk home and while walking my phone rang.  I pulled it out and the caller ID was unknown. "Hey son, how you doing?" The voice on the other end answered cheerfully. It was my dad. "Dad? How'd you get my number?" I asked amd he chuckled. "I can get anything dear. How are you?" He asked and I lied, telling him I was great. "Oh, that's great then. And your mom? How's she?" He asked and I told him she was doing good too. "Well, I just lodged $100,000 in your mom's bank account. Let her know ok?" He said. "Thanks dad." I said, "no prob boy. Well I have to go now ok? I'll call back some other time." He said. "Wait!" I stopped him. "i have a request, but I'll text it to you later. Bye." I said before ending the call. I'm not super sure how it will turn out but I want to do it, no jokes. Later that night, I texted him my request after saving his number.

Dad... I want to learn how to fight.