monster | baekhyun

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previously:
she flicks the cigarette from between her fingers and tosses it over the railings, instantly reaching into her pocket to retrieve something.

what is she getting?

i can already sense danger and turn my head to see the door in order to get inside faster but am immediately stopped once i hear a loud bang explode through the air and disappear with an echo.

my eyes are widened as i contemplate turning to see what it was.

"you're not going anywhere. most definitely not with my baekhyun"
she speaks with a calm tone, my eyes following her voice only to see her hand grasping a gun aimed towards the sky.

***

"put it down"
baekhyun demands, sounding more calm than he usually does. he rolls his eyes and calmly reaches forward in attempt to conceal the weapon in her hand.

"no!"
her loud response echoes, smoke escaping from the gun.

we all stand frozen.

my eyes watch as baekhyun raises his left arm to covers his right, applying pressure as blood gushes out.

"oh my god"
i whisper, in complete disbelief that she has just fired at her apparent lover.

"what the fuck"
baekhyun yells in frustration, his eyes filled with rage.

something tells me that baekhyun doesn't feel pain like the rest of us do.

the front desk girl looks perplexed as she stands silent, her grip on her weapon weakening as she examines baekhyun with distress.

"look what you made me do!"
she screams at the top of her lungs, tears rolling down her shiny cheeks as she stares at him.

they both sound the same. crazy. psychotic. manipulative.

"if you touch her, i guarantee that you're dead"
baekhyun claims, as blood drips down her arm and on to the cement floor.

i finally build up the courage to back away from the situation, reaching for the door knob quick enough to free myself from this devastating situation.

"go!"
baekhyun yells at the girl, as he follows my footsteps, leaving a trail of blood behind us.

i run into the brightly lighted room, reaching for the button to flick the light off.

it goes pitch black as i hear the door slam shut, our breaths synchronized.

"h-hura"
baekhyun's voice is soft and timid as i feel his arm against mine, wetting my skin with the runny liquid.

"go to the-"

"i'm calling the police! where is your phone?"
i panic, my arms waving themselves around in the air for the feel of anything.

"no! listen to me. go to the bathroom and grab me a towel"
he demands, avoiding my question.

without fear, i run through the dark room, hoping to be going to the bathroom and immediately run into a piece of furniture, the sound of things falling to the ground startling me.

i feel the walls until i recognize the bathroom and flick the light switch, my vision adjusting almost immediately.

the light not only brightens up the bathroom, but a small portion of the bedroom itself, and i see baekhyun's slouched body sitting at the edge of the bed with his focus on his arm.

i look down to my arm, my fair skin covered in crimson red. i panic and instead of looking for towels, i turn on the faucet and scoop water in my palm and let it run down my arm.

"hura. what is taking you so long? she is probably still outside.. that bitch"
he raises his voice, still keeping his eyes on his wound.

*baekhyun's pov*

i hiss, pressing down on my open wound while waiting for hura to get me what i asked for.

i'm really mad.

i wanna kill that bitch.

she is lucky she didn't have the gun point at hura because i don't know what i would've done if she was in my position.

"hura, are you making towels from scratch?"
i try to add humor to the darkness of the situation and finally turn my head to get a view of her.

she is standing on the other side of the bed, my gun clasped in between her hands tightly, tears running down her wet face.

"what are you doing?"
i feel my heart beat rise as i watch her every move, droplet of water flowing down her right arm as she keeps her eyes fixed on me.

"hura. don't"
i speak, getting off of the bed to fully face her.

"don't what? kill you like you killed my family?"
she screams, the gun shaking in her hands like there is an earthquake.

"do we really have to go over this again? put my gun down. now!"
i raise my voice, getting angrier by the second.

i wanted her to finally be her true self, but not at the cost of turning against her one and only soul mate.

"no!"
she yells back, frozen in her spot.

i begin to walk towards her, her timid body shivering as she watches me get closer and closer to her.

"you're going to hell for what you've done, baekhyun. you don't love me, you're crazy! so many lives were lost because of you"

"hura, i love you. you know that. don't lie to yourself"
i step closer towards her, raising my right arm in defense.

"you won't shoot me. you don't have it in you, hura. you love me"
i laugh, reaching for the gun in her hands but she steps back, hitting the night stand.

"i never loved you and i never will. no one will ever love a monster like you. go to hell"
she cries and within that second, she fires the gun, hitting me right in the chest.