ChanBaek: Frankenyeollie

XIII

[Chanyeol]

I went through in between time and space.

I opened my eyes and I was astounded to see my family on the right side of the dining table and on the left side for the Oh's. Sehun and I were sitting on the middle far across each other. It was because we're the heirs of our family's treasures and secrets and that includes the formulas which were a witch crafts.

They all were busy talking to each other. Amused, happy and all in glee except my cousin, Sehun. I wanted to ask him what's wrong but the space between us were too much we could barely see each other. I shrugged and stared at the food that was served in front of me.

I missed Baekhyun already.

The reason why Sehun was the one who became his body guard because I was busy with my father's request and I told him to replace me until I get back. But I didn't expect Sehun to snatched, flirt and bothered to ask my Baekhyun out. He made a fool out of himself. I was disappointed at him. He knew from the start how I love Baekhyun so much but he became a traitor and what he did was unforgivable. I sighed and calm my thoughts before proceeding to eat. After a few minutes, I'd know who was the fool who killed me.

Even just when I was just a mere child, talking was never my style except in the use for missions or important conversations. I'm not the person who you could chit-chat nor flirt with. On the other hand, Sehun was the opposite of me. He's a very talkative, kind but somehow I always felt sceptical towards him.

"Chanyeol, remember my request. Escort me from my manor tomorrow morning until we come back here." I turned to my right and faced my father.

"Of course. I'm ready for that." I nodded and I earned a smile from him. From that moment, I knew it would be his last request and as a father. Just like the Byun's My father and Sehun's father were also being hunt for the formula they're holding. I didn't know what could be the idea behind escorting my father but I know better. I should follow my father's last request.

The dinner ended with a loud bid of goodbyes until Sehun and I left in living room.

"How's Byun?" I asked looking at him. He avoided my gaze and casually answered me.

"He's fine... For now." I rolled my eyes at him and walked upstairs leaving him behind me. I don't have the time to talk to him. But hearing his tone earlier, made me sceptical about his presence.

"I'll go now! Sleep tight!" He shouted from downstairs and I only waved my back. The front door was closed with a loud thud and only the steps of maids cleaning downstairs were could be heard.

I roamed my eyes around my bedroom and I saw the wall clock. This is my sleeping time. What could be the exact time the killer went to stab me?

I sat on the edge of the bed and waited. I clicked my tongue in annoyance as an hour already passed by. I exhaled and stood up. What if I roam outside the house? Maybe that killer was just out there waiting for the right timing. As I took a step towards the door, my body froze and little by little my body was feeling cold. What treachery was this?! I tried fighting back the paralysis but as soon as I lift my finger, I felt my insides were being crushed and after a second my tongue tasted copper.

Blood. Does it mean, I died from poison? Then what Baekhyun told me is true. Someone poisoned me. One person flashed in my mind as my vision was starting to fade away so as my consciousness until the void swallowed it.

I woke up gasping for air.

"Chanyeol-W-What happened? Are you okay?" I saw Baekhyun was sitting on the edge of my bed with a troubled face. His face, his presence and his whole self was healing. I reached for his face and caressed it.