You're mine || Chanbaek

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⚠️Trigger warning⚠️

Baekhyun pov

My dad isn't a nice person. Like not at all. Firstly he's a drug addict. All the money he earns he spends on drugs. Any drug you can name he's probably done or is doing. Luckily my mum works in a good job she owns her own fashion line. It isn't really big yet but she sill gets a lot of money so she can feed the 3 of us. But that means she's away from home a lot leaving me with that monster, that's why I'm never home when I know there's someone in the house.

Aswell he's abusive. Not just toward my mum but to me. He's verbally abuse us and a lot physically. The problem is is that we can't leave. He knows everything about us. If me or my mother try to leave he'd track up down and kill us. Once when we tried to leave, we packed a small bag with things like underwater, money, food water, clean clothes and then we left. We headed to somewhere far away but within 15 hours he had found us and dragged us back to hell. We were like prisoners in our own house.

I didn't know what to do. I'm not good at comforting people or anything like that so I just gave her a warm hug reminding her that I'm still here and nothing can tear us apart.

After a while Mum went and got changed while I was left in the kitchen making some ramen for the both of us. I wouldn't say I'm amazing at cooking but I can make a good bowl of black bean ramen so I'm not complaining.

We sat down in front of the tv watching a new episode of miss Hammurabi (this drama killed me) while eating the ramen.

After we both died after the new episode Mum went to bed and I cleaned up. After that I went to my room and got changed into a pair of baby blue pjs with puppies on them.

I sat on the end of my bed with my head in my hands. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm scared. Im scared of someone who's meant to be my dad. Someone who's meant to love me. But instead he uses me and my mum as a punch bag to take his anger out on. He makes me feel worthless like I have no meaning in life.

I headed to my bathroom closing the door behind me and locking it. I placed both my hands on the sink as I looked at myself in the mirror. Disappointment. That's what I see. A disappointment. I can't even protect my mum from that monster. I've failed. Failed at being a son. I opened the draw at the side of my sink grabbing a blade.

You're worthless, you're a disappointment, you're a failure, nobody likes you

That's what I was saying to myself as I dug the blade into my wrist. The pain was almost unbearable but I didn't stop

You're worthless, you're a disappointment, you're a failure, nobody likes you

I kept going. Blood pouring out my wrist. I didn't stop.

You're worthless, you're a disappointment, you're a failure, nobody like-

I was interrupted by the ringing on my phone. I didn't stop. I kept cutting.

The phone wouldn't stop. I thought it was only gonna ring once but it didn't. I weakly walked over to my phone and picked it up

"Baekhyun, I was wondering why you weren't picking up"

"Chanyeol" I said in a weak voice.

"Baekhyun are you ok?" I could hear the concern in his voice.

"Chanyeo-" I said before falling on the floor. I'd lost too much blood. I was weak. I was dying.