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The smell of vinegar and bleach lingered around the room, Chanyeol with gloves on scrubbing at the blood cover floor. It was like a murderer trying to cover up their crime, the scrubbing was the only sound heard and the grunts the male would make when he'd have to arrange heavy items across the room.

The younger was still in the cage, shivering cause of the cold and laying down in the cage like an actual dog. Last night continued to play in his head like a never ending loop, the pain in his back was unbearable which didn't help him try to forget everything, but how can you forget something like that?

It's never simple to get rid of the play back in your mind of a hopefully innocent man covered in his own blood, arms covered in big deep cuts, pieces of glass in parts of his skin, dirt that covered him as if he hasn't been washed in months. It was horrifying, then the next thing he thought about was how he was pulled back by a rope tied to his neck and getting slashed in the back by a knife that was meant to be in the kitchen. Then he was treated like a dog and is now locked in a cage he can't escape from.

He felt horrible inside. Taeyong could be dead and he would blame himself. He knew they way the older was but continued to go along with it. Now the boy could be dead or being barrier alive somewhere in the city forest and he wouldn't know.

Now curiosity got the best of him. "Channie?"

"What."

"Where's Taeyong?"

"Hospital, I said he's gonna be fine he's still alive."

"Oh thank god!" Baekhyun sighed in relief, a little bit of weight lifted off his shoulders knowing the boys state of health.

"Why do you care anyways?"

"Because he didn't do anything to us yet you had to be a fucking psycho and do those things to him! He was innocent and he couldn't died because of us!"

"Us?" He smirked, "so you admit you've done wrong? it's shocking to hear that considering you're so quick to come and put the blame on me without realizing the part you play."

"Yeah I'll admit it. I shouldn't have talk to him because your abusive and knew you would do something to hurt somebody and I was one-hundred percent right. But your a fucking psychopath."

"Yeah but I do this for you, cause your slipping from my hold all the time and I can feel you don't love me anymore."

"I loved how you were when we first met! But you became an asshole and honestly fucked my life over!"

"It's what you made me do. This woundn't have happen if you weren't a liar and a cheater."

"I'm not a fucking cheater! I gave you love and I did so much for you! Why can't you get that through your thick skull and lock it in your dumb brain!"

Chanyeol just ignored him and scrubbed harder clenching his jaw, "Look at me you stupid bitch! I hate you! I hate you so fucking much! You turned my life upside down it's not even funny! You make me sad all the damn time! I fucking! Hate! You" Baekhyun screamed with tears in his eyes.

"You ruined my life! I have a family at home Yeol! A dad and a brother who haven't seen me in months! I was doing so well in school too and was even apart of a really big Theatre class that was gonna start the career I wanted! I can't have it cause you won't let me leave!" The younger rambled kicking and screaming at the cage, gripping at his own arms tightly and just breaking down knowing he can't hold back any longer.

He was frustrated and he knew yeol wouldn't be phased by what he said, he's numb to emotions and would probably ignore him.
"Let me out of here! Let me go home! Let me be me again I miss going to school! I miss my friends! I miss my brother! I miss my family! I miss everything! Let me go home!" He scream related again, tears building up into his eyes and falling down delicately. His eyes turned red and he banged in the cage many times again to get his attention.
Chanyeol just set the sponge down and looked down. He covered his eyes and started to cry himself.

"Stop with the fake tears you cunt! You're faking it I know it."

"Shut the fuck up Baek!" He yelled throwing an empty bucket at the cage making the younger jump and back up as much as he could.
The tears escaping his eyes were real, he was hurt by what the younger said but Baek didn't care, he could care less if anything bad happen to him.

"That hurt! That hurt right here!" He yelled pointing to his chest and gripping his shirt. "You don't deserve shit! I do a lot for you but you don't fucking deserve it!" Crawling over to the cage and getting close to it and gripping the bars. "You don't deserve anything but to burn alive. It's your fault that I'm like this! That I'm so fucked up! It's because I love you  and you don't appreciate what I do for you! This is all your fault! You're the reason you're in here!"

Baekhyun's jaw dropped, he couldn't believe the older male, he got closer to his face, eyebrows furrowed, tears still escaping his eyes. He spat in the older males faces twice before backing inside the cage again, which obviously didn't result well but he felt good a bit that he had done it.
Yeol opened the cage, he yanked the boy out and took the muzzle off. The younger kicking the older off and running upstairs.

Running into Chanyeols room and locking the door pushing a chair and some boxes in front of it and sitting on the bed panting. He needed to escape but the bastard banging at the door was always two steps ahead of him. "Open the fucking door!"

Baekhyun was scared, he couldn't find a way out so he looked around for clues. He saw the older males phone screen light up with a text message and instantly picked up the phone, he ran into the bathroom locking it and sitting behind the door dialing the police and waiting for someone to answer.

"Seoul Police department, what your emergency?"

"I-I'd like to file a missing person report.."

"The boys name is Byun Baekhyun. He's 5'9. Skinny with dark brown hair and has a cast on his left arm. He's been missing for a week or more and never came back home."

"Anything else?"

"He was last seen with a man by the name of Park Chanyeol."

"Alright, we will get working in this right away sir. May I have your name?"

"My name is Xiumin or Minseok either one works."

"Any other information we should know?"

"Chanyeol l-lives in this house, outside is bricks and the roof is black. The street is is Seok-bul road, last house on the corner of the street. His car is white b-but I don't know the brand. The male is abusive to my brother and won't let him leave. N-Now he's not answering my calls or text— just please hurry, that's really all I know."

"How long ago has he been missing?"

"Since a month ago."

"I'll see what I can do for you sir."

"Thank you." He quickly said before hanging up. He opened the door and his eyes widen. Chanyeol stood there with a bat in his hands.

"Ch-hanyeol! P-Please! I'm sorry! I was j-just angry with you! I-I didn't mean anything I said!" He cried getting on his knees and pulling at the bottom of the males grey hoodie.

Punching Baek in the face the younger just let out a cry holding onto his now throbbing cheek, Chanyeol just grab a pair of hand cuffs from his dresser and hand cuffed him to the handle of the bathroom. "I'll be back. I'm gonna check on Taeyong. Don't try anything stupid I'll find out." He said closing the door and walking out.

Walking back in real quick he snatched the device from that the younger tried to hide and kicked him in the stomach real hard before exiting again with a slam of the door.
Baekhyun screamed and cried, he felt like he couldn't breathe, he was dizzy and panicky and just wanted to be somewhere else but the closed up bathroom or the cage in the basement. He screamed and screamed but yeol had already left. "Get me the fuck out of here! Please!"

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