monster | baekhyun

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previously:
"i married a whore"
he hisses as his hands tightly hold the dangerous object, his eyes piercing holes through his wife's trembling body.

my eyes travel to Baekhyun's, his ocean blue orbs as bright as ever as he shoots me an unpleasant look, his lips curved up into a genuine smile.

did he plan this?

before the lady gets a chance to part her lips to speak, a deafeningly loud bang echoes through the large house, followed by the sound of her body dropping on to the cold, hard tile flooring.

***

everything goes silent, my sound of my thumping heart and deep breathes filling my ears. realizing that my eyes have been closed shut, i force myself to flutter them open.

the man's facial expression is still unpleasant and frightening, his brows knit together. his parts his lips to speak but nothing but a long sigh of relief escapes from his mouth.

he rips his eyes off of his dead wife's body to glance over at my trembling and curled up figure, his gaze cold and emotionless.

as if i'm not even here. as if Baekhyun is not here. it's only him, his son and dead wife.

the gun vibrates in his shaky hands as he shifts in his spot, his eyes slightly widening once his confused son slowly approaches his dead mom.

"what happened to mommy?"
he asked with slight fear and disappointment as he kneels down next to her lifeless body, his small hands tugging at the fabric of her dress.

i can feel beads of sweat slowly drop down my temples as tears roll down my wet cheeks, and i quickly divert my gaze on to Baekhyun from fear and shock.

he has been utterly silent while everything has been happening, but why?

he has his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes watching everything with pure amusement and curiosity.

he glances over at me with cold and still eyes, his blue orbs making my heart drop to the pit of my stomach from disgust and frustration.

he has destroyed yet another family.

i don't know how to feel. the anger and shock that this boy has caused me is beyond anything that i've ever felt in my entire life.

"what have i done?"
the man's soft whisper pulls me out of my thoughts and i finally manage to directly look at him.

his gaze on his curious son softens and the frown on his face completely disappears.

the look someone has on their face when they regret something that they have done.

he rips one of his hands from the metal object and runs it through his messy hair, the expression written on his face full of disbelief and disappointment.

it is as if he just realized what he did.

he is in denial.

he is hurt.

his eyes are finally open.

"w-why did i d-do.."
his words trail off, indicating that he is just as confused and his own son.

his already shaky hands start to tremble even more severely as he relaxed his arm and turns the metal object towards himself.

my eyes widen as i sit still, in complete despair and shock.

unconsciously, i begin mumbling the same word over and over again, as if i'm watching a movie and i can't do anything to change what's going to happen.

no. no. no. no.

i shoot my head towards the young boy slouched over his mother's body, his complete focus on her as he examines her and calls her name repeatedly.

he doesn't know what's going on, but i'm happy that he doesn't.

i want to rush to him to shield him from he tragedy that's going to hit him even harder but i'm too weak and shocked to move from my spot.

my eyes travel back to meet the completely emotionless man, his gun pointed towards his chest bravely.

this is what Baekhyun wants.

"i'm sorry, ben"
the armed man repositions his hand around the gun, his finger resting on the trigger as hot tears stream down his heated face.

immediately, i squeeze my eyes shut and prepare myself for the agonizing sound that i'm about to hear.

"i almost shed a tear but you ruined it"
the sound of Baekhyun's husky voice shakes me to my core and i find myself ripping my eyes open in disbelief.

the sarcasm and frustration in his voice screams trouble.

he finally takes a step towards the armed man, disgust written all over his face as he snatches the gun out of his trembling hand.

the man stares at him in confusion as more tears roll down his wet cheeks, his breathes heavy and irregular.

Baekhyun waves the dangerous object around, like it holds no value as he clicks his tongue agonizingly slowly.

"w-what do you want?"
the man's shaky voice makes Baekhyun throw his head back as sinister chuckles escape from his mouth.

"you missed the most significant step of this"
he snaps back before straightening his slouched posture in front of the man.

he lifts his arm in which he holds the gun in tightly, aiming it at the little boy's back while still staring into the crazy man's pitch black orbs.

he glances over to see where he has aimed for and smirks once he realizes that it's exactly where he wanted it to be.

my eyes immediately widen and i part my lips to react in any sort of way. yell, cry, convince him not to do it, anything.

the poor boy's dad immediately extends his arms out to snatch the gun out of Baekhyun's hand but before either of us can succeed, Baekhyun pulls the trigger, sending the young child's fragile and small body flying over his mother's body.

blood splattered right out of his chest, the red liquid soon creating a pool around his small body as he lied over his mom's lifeless body.

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i hope this chapter had an effect on you because i had a hard time writing it just because it was so graphic and disturbing.