Chapter 7

Taemin opened his eyes only to be greeted by a sharp pain on his chest. It felt like there were thousands of mountain on top of him. He felt heavy and most importantly he felt useless. He should have attacked Minho back, not just sitting there accepting all the beatings.

He tried to raise his hand and d*mn this hurts so bad as if someone was twisting his back. He fell back on the bed slightly feeling angry towards himself. He looked around trying to spy on his surroundings and managed  to catch a glimpse of relieve when there's no trace of Minho.

He started to reminisce every single things that happened yesterday, and why is he in bed. He remembered Minho said something about him being a useless child and someone had certainly told Mr. Choi that he went out without me, and Minho thought I was the culprit. Hell I don't even have his father's contact number and to top it all I don't even have a telephone.

He looked at the fancy decorated ceiling. His mind wandered to think about Minho's words yesterday. 'So he thinks I'm after his wealth' he thought to himself and later a small curve appear on his face. 'It's funny how people, to be exact people like Minho being all paranoid just because I am poor while he gets all the money in the world.'

But he was also curious to know who's the culprit. It was him who deserves these  beatings. 

"Get up! We're leaving in half an hour" A voice startled him from behind. 'So he was in the bathroom just now'. "Where to?" Taemin asked without looking at him. He was fiddling with his own fingers. Minho didn't answer. Taemin was uncomfortable with the silence so he tried to raise his head looking for any answer from the older's face only to find Minho was giving him a death stare. He didn't have any idea he could gives that kind of look. 

Not wanting to make things worst, he slowly get down from the bed and headed towards the bathrom. In his head, he was thinking what will he wear on this trip? There's no way he could wear the pajama. Not only it would be very much unsuitable, but there was  some spot of his blood on it. Not to mention Minho's trace as well.

He went out of the bathroom and saw Minho was on his phone. He wanted to ask some clothes from the man but he didn't have the guts to do so. His eyes wandered to look at the wardrobe which certainly had Minho's shirt in it and he looked at the bed. 

Taemin was so excited to see the apparels and without wasting much time he wore them. By now Minho was done talking on the phone and he managed to see how excited Taemin was when he saw the shirt and pants. He smirked without Taemin realizing and said " You should be ashamed for what you have done and if it's up to me I'd already ripped those da*n clothes apart. Let us see you walk aro