Target Practice

The Red Lotus

Baekhyun woke up to the sound of his alarm clock ringing. Today was supposed to be a great day. It was supposed to be a day where he walked into the final classes of the year, and make new friends. But it wasn't going to be anything like that. He'd not only witnessed a murder, but he had been held by gunpoint by his school mate. Park Chanyeol. The school mate who was supposed to be Baekhyun's real chance to have a friend. Of course, he turned out to be a murderer and a living demon spawn of satan.

Baekhyun was numb. He couldn't feel his skin against his. He felt like he was living in a whole other world where time stood still. He didn't bother to brush his hair like he usually did. He turned on the sink and grabbed a hand full of cold water. He splashed it against his face to try and make some sense of himself. He tried hard to push back the events of the night before out of his head. The picture of Chanyeol completely covered in blood. Jeongyeon's blood. Baekhyun slammed his hands onto his face. For the first time in his life, he never would have thought that this is what his life would come to. The hefty threat that was Park Chanyeol. The seemingly sweet and kind person he had met earlier that day. A boy that could have honestly been boyfriend material to him. Who was he kidding? How could he be so selfish to think this way? Jeongyeon had lost her life last night. To make it worse Baekhyun couldn't have saved her. Chanyeol was utterly terrifying. Even the idea of him made Baekhyun sick to his stomach.

The sudden knock at the door made Baekyun jump like a cat into the air.

"Bacon darling! Are you running late? Don't worry I'll run and you some breakfast to go. Your friend is here to get you so don't dilly dally!" His mother said through his locked door.

No. Park Chanyeol could not be inside of his house. Talking to his mother. He quickly brushed his teeth and ran to change into some clothes. He threw on a plain hard rock t-shirt with dark blue jeans cuffed at the bottom. He slipped on some converse shoes he had laying around his room. He dashed down the stairs into the living room. There he was. His heart could have dropped out of his ass. Chanyeol, who was sitting with Baekyuns other, turned and smiled at him.

"Ah, Baekhyun are you ready to go?" Chanyeol asked, seemingly in such a sweet voice.

He knew his voice at this moment was a lie. A fake persona of the real Chanyeol.

"It's so nice to meet you. Baekhyun told me he'd made a new friend but I never you could have been this handsome." His mother gushed.

Baekhyun could have been sick. Baekhyun's mother walked over to him with a worried look on her face.

"Darling, you look pale- are you feeling alright?" Baekhyun's mother asked.

Baekhyun shook his head yes. Feeling Chanyeol's mimicking glare from behind his mother.

"I'm f-fine...just first-day jitters I guess." He tried to joke with his mother.

Chanyeol stood up from the living room chair. He walked over to the pair.

"We'd better get going Baekhyun we wouldn't want to be late. It was very nice to meet you Mrs.Byun." Chanyeol said as he latched his hand around Baekyun's smaller wrist.

Without another word, Baekhyun was dragged out to the front door. He reached down and grabbed the book bag he had left there the day before. They left Baekhyuns house, and Baekhyun couldn't feel any sense of safety. He was now in the hands of a killer. Chanyeol unlocked his car. He snatched the Bookbag from Baekhyun's hand.

"Get in the fucking care before you make me even angrier," Chanyeol mumbled to Baekhyun.

He quickly listened and hoped into the passenger side of Chanyeol's car. Baekhyun wasn't good with cars but he knew that Chanyeol's must have cost a fortune. Chanyeol entered the driver's side and slammed the door shut. He reached over and grabbed a hold of Baekhyun's throat. He gripped and brought it close to his. Baekhyun shrieked, and quickly burst into tears in front of Chanyeol. He was filled with fear. Baekhyun's latched to Chanyeol's wrist.