monster | baekhyun

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"you didn't really think i was gonna kill the love of my life for you, did you?"

he chuckles, his eyes widened as he stares into my uncle's pitch black eyes with disappointment.

"d-did you know my family died?"
i finally find the courage to speak, my question directed at my uncle with curiosity.

"hura, honey, it was his plan"
baekhyun speaks with frustration in his tone, greeting his teeth together to hold himself back from what his mind is telling him to do.

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"what do you mean?"

i don't wanna believe what i just heard baekhyun announce but i cant help but question my uncle's shocked reaction, his hands shaking by his sides.

"you son of a bitch, you tricked me"

my uncle's words make my stomach flip unexpectedly, his harsh words definitely offensive towards baekhyun's tempered self.

beads of sweat rolling down his temples, rapid breathing and an unstable posture that causes him to stumble back.

i keep my gaze on my quivering uncle, my eyes following his hand as it reaches behind his back, pulling an object out from underneath his coat. his hand motion is so quick and unexpected that i have a hard time distinguishing what it is.

with a sudden gasp, my natural reflex persuades me to bravely snatch the shiny object out of his weakened hand, assuming that it's a harmful object.

to my surprise, my uncle's light grip lets the item slip out of his hand easily, his facial expression screaming shock.

i look down at the cold object in my hand, a cold gun.

in sync, baekhyun reveals the gun he has been hiding behind his right thigh, choosing my uncle's forehead a target.

he glances over at me with his signature smirk, his eyes going back and forth between the gun in my hand and my helpless eyes.

"hura, he brain washed me. this is all a part of his plan, h-he's gonna kill you too!"
my uncle spat out words of despair as he stumbled back, his hands raised in defense.

"that's what you want, don't you?"
baekhyun confronts him, taking a step forward to refill the space between the three of us.

as hot tears start to roll down my cheeks, i do what i thought i would never do.

i reposition the gun in my shaking hand, adrenaline pumping through my veins as i raise my arms, the gun cushioned between my hands.

"you didn't care about your own brother? all you care about is his business.. his money"
as rage fills me up, i can't help but remember my innocent family. not only are they not mourned, but even when decease, they are being used by their own bloodline.

tears blur my vision as i aim the gun at my uncle's towering figure, not caring to aim. just wanting to shoot.

out of anger. out of despair. out of hopelessness.

"pull it, hura"
baekhyun's word convince me that i'm doing the right thing, as they repeatedly play in my head.

"you won't do it.. i know you"
my uncle says, almost mocking me. he gives me a death stare, waiting for me to respond.

it suddenly feels like i'm alone with my uncle, nothing but the sound of my heartbeat filling my ears.

"you don't"
i choke on my breath, my words coming out stern and bluntly.

i pull the trigger, boom.

the look on my uncle's face almost satisfies me as he falls to his knees, his facial expression droopy.

"only i know you, love"
baekhyun chuckles and i feel his hand grip on to my waist, the both of us staring down at my uncle's mobil state, tears slowly wetting my cheeks from anger.

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