What a beautiful toy to me (AMBW BYUN BAEKHYUN)

Lovers Everywhere pt. 2

{ T A O }

We sat in the VIP section of the black pearl limousine, sharing an uncomfortable atmosphere. I watched Kyungsoo, digging into his arm with his finger nail, itching to get the disease out of his psyche. And he needed help. But what good would that do for me? I wanted to see him suffer more than anything else, just like I wanted to see Jongin die for everyone to see. I'd be putting them both out of their misery. First seeing Kyungsoo suffer, writhing in mental stress, as he tore himself apart. It was good. "I know you're mother is facing some trouble. It's not fair, what our father did to us. Choi." I clicked my tongue. He continue to stare at me with his arms folded over his legs, leaning towards me. His ears must have been burning. I saw the flesh peeling off from the side of his arm that he'd been picking at earlier, and the reddened fists that would start to protrude his bones any minute now. "You're sick, too." "Give me the money." He snapped, with hatred in his eyes, that were barely covered by the dark bangs that were in disarray to his face and up. His forehead that had been covered in cuts, from the fight with his opponent, hidden poorly by sweaty pieces of hair

He was pale. His fixation with medication is doing him no good. I could almost smile. "You want the money?" I asked leaning back in the dark tan cushion of my seat. "Let me tell you something about technology-

"I don't want a fucking lecture, Huang! I want my damn money, and that's it. I would have been in that shithole of an institution now if I wanted to be taught a lesson." My lips curved at the sides, forming into a smile.

"That you would. But what can that school offer to you than just meddling and interference? Setting you up for failure again and again, when there are simpler answers that are given through hardship and reality? Oh, what a particular word. Tell me, what do you think reality is?" He couldn't give me an answer. How as he supposed to know?

Know one knew what reality as meant to be. Not even me. But I had an idea. "Reality, is just a concept that was created by us. Humans, who made it a barrier to trap ourselves and make this so called 'life' harder to prosper in." I laugh, "I mean look at you? You're a fucking mess. And me? We're just bastards in an old man's game, Kyungsoo."

He moved his head away from me at the cold hearted truth. "The fuck do I care, if I was never meant to be here. Don't you think I know that I was a mistake? That I'm only to be profited on? Like you? The only difference is other than being an outcast outside my family, you are an outcast embedded and purposely ignored. You sit on money that's not your own, and use it because you're a sadistic son of a bitch. You're not much better than your demon half brother, Jongin."

"There's a truth to every story. But how we take it and interpret the reasons why? Well, that's up to you, me, him, and Marie." He flinched at the mention of her name. Kyungsoos eyes softened, and so did his demeanor, when it came to her. "Why? Why do you care so much for someone who's just a pretty face with nothing else to live for? What's so special about Marie Annalise, Do Kyungsoo? What makes her the catalyst for your good emotions to come out?"

What was it that made Jongin fall for her, so much so that when that bitch left him, he turned into the most brutal behemoth on the planet? What the fuck is it. "That dirty, good for nothing, slut, has all of you wrapped around her dirty little finger. It's as if she's taken control of your very essence, and is manipulating you as if you're her puppets-

"Shut up about her. You don't know shit, as if you're one to talk. Hell, if anything you live for the manipulation game, Tao! You're the one that's calling the shots, aren't you. You're the reason for her downfall, and Baekhyun! You and Choi, created that monster! He's gonna kill us all, and you too. Don't just think because you created him, means that he won't turn on you, too!" I as engraged. "Like you know anything! Do you know, what gift of God Baekhyun has been? He finally, got rid of him. And now he got rid of Jongin, he's permanently paralyzed and left to suffer! Nothing's stopping me, Kyungsoo! Not even you. So do yourself a favor, and take my money like a good little bitch. And maybe I'll let Marie go safely." I shut him down immediately. Taking the case out from underneath the seat panel, I opened up the large sum of money, banded together in stacks of 100 dollar bills with 10 full rows. In each stack? 50 of 'em. "Take it or leave it."