Zaion’s POV:
A lot of time had passed. A month and a half to be exact. There  no sign of my parents or Baekhyun’s. We put nothing past them but we were a bit at ease. Life was just fine. During that period of time, Baekhyun and I attended class more. I brought my grades up to C’s and B’s.

“Lunch time, yay!” I practically cheered one day at school.

“I thought you hated the food”, Baekhyun and CL said together.

“I do but I need a break from class. I now understand why regular class goers love it so much. Work is exhausting!”

Baekhyun grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. It was the little things he did that put a smile on my face.

“Yeobo, nakiseu haejul kka,” Baekhyun said while wrapping his arms around my waist.

I took a moment to translate that mentally. Darling, I want a kiss.

“Eotteohge eobs-i yo? How about no?”

“Nan amu jisdo doebnida!”

I’ll do anything!

He should know not to not to use such words of opportunity when I’m in the proximity, let alone toward me.

“Tell me what you want me to do.”

That wasn’t hard. I grinned and he looked as if he wanted to take his words back.

“Bbuing bbuing aegyo!”

He glared at me as the four of us sat down at the table.

“Never!”

“Geuleon da-eum kiseuleul haji! Then no kiss!”

He pouted.

“Fine...bbuing bbuing”, he said while bringing his hands in front of his face in the cute motion.

“So satisfying”, I leaned across the table and gave him a peck on the cheek.

“A peck on the cheek? Oh no, missy, after that I want your lips on mine, now!”

I laughed and gave him a  kiss on his lips this time. He smiled a satisfied smile and Vianey and CL just stared.

“What just happened?”

Baekhyun smiled.

“An average moment when our lives aren’t incredibly insane.”

I couldn’t do anything but agree.

“What’s another goofy moment you two had?”

Baekhyunnie and I looked at each other then back at them.

“Let us tell you about when we first met, then the time we got a big sugar rush!”

We told them stories of us and our lunch was full of laughs. Thinking back to when we were first put together in that punishment, we surely did come a long way. I was snarky and he was constantly happy. All were false identities and it took a whole bunch of crazy stuff to get through them. Now for being as far apart as we were, we are pretty close. Almost as close as two people can get.

After school that day we all walked to pick up Su-Young and all walk back to my house for a movie.

“I’ll go make the popcorn. Vianey is helping!!!” I shouted while halfway to the kitchen.

Vianey followed me to the kitchen.

“Hey, Zaion, so Baekhyun is living here?”

“Yup!”

“Wow, ya’ll must be pretty tight then.”

“Yeah, I guess it gave us time to get closer.”

When the popcorn was done, we all decided to put on Inception. The movie was great...except in the middle when you could clearly hear Vianey and CL face! Never have I been more thankful that I put on Angelina Ballerina for Su-Young in a different room. That wasn’t even the weirdest part of it. When Baekhyun and I wanted to make out this was the response we got:

“Guys, ew, we’re tryna’ watch a movie!”

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They’re joking right?

When the movie was over, Vianey and CL had to go home (thank the Lawd!!!). Don’t get me wrong, I love them,  but they are just too weird!

Baekhyun and I were just sitting on the couch on the computer when there was a knock on the door. CL forgot his jacket so I thought he was coming to get it. When I looked through the peephole though, I began to shake and my teeth began to chatter.

“Baekhyun, my parents, they’re here!”

“Well then-”

“With your parents!”

His face went pale and he got up immediately.

“Go hide Su-Young!” I whispered urgently.

Apparently they weren’t gonna wait for us to open the door. I heard keys in the lock and the door burst open.

“Uh...h-h-hi, m-mommy! Y-you too, daddy!”

“Cut the act and tell us where he is. Where are their children, tell us why you aren’t dead yet!”

“You wanted me dead?”

“Yeah, one less problem in life!”

Just then, Baekhyun came running downstairs. I kind of hoped he would have stayed upstairs. His parents look at him almost as if they were hungry people looking at a burger. He tripped down the stairs when he noticed that look.

His dad grabbed him up by his hair and sent the hardest smack I’d ever seen and heard across his face. I shuddered and I could have sworn I felt it.

My own parents came closer toward me. I ran toward the garage. Bad idea. They wanted me dead, sharp objects everywhere, dead end. My mother grabbed a screwdriver and came closer. You would think she’d choose a saw, no, a screwdriver. A rusty screwdriver. She obviously wanted my death to be painful.

In the living room I could hear Baekhyun and his parents yelling.

“TELL ME WHERE YOUR SISTER IS! TELL ME!”

“I’M NEVER GONNA TELL YOU WHERE SHE IS! WHAT FOR, SO YOU CAN TREAT HER THE SAME WAY YOU TREATED ME?”

I gulped when my mother brought her hand up to my neck. She shoved me into the wall as I gagged for air.

“Let...m-m-m..”

I couldn’t even finish the sentence. She only smirked and ran the screwdriver down my arm, making a deep gash form. I cried out in pain but that didn’t stop her from making more deep, long, blood oozing gashes on my arms and legs.

I was on the floor, trying to wish the pain away. Not the physical pain, that would heal, but the pain in my heart. That probably wouldn’t go away for as long as I were to live. And by the looks of things, that wouldn’t be much longer.

Something in the living room was being broken. I realized that it wasn’t just me anymore. I did have people to live for. Su-Young was probably sitting in her spot of hiding fearing for her life, so young, that little girl, already being caught in such a mess. And only God knew what was happening to Baekhyun at that moment.

Oh, I was most definitely going to rise. Not for me, but for the other souls that were being broken because the only people they had to rely on didn’t want them. Because the people who were supposed to be there for them turned their backs and left them to fend for themselves!

I stood and turned my mother’s strength against her. It was for just long enough to run. If I could get to my phone then I could end this mess the way both Baekhyun and I should have in the beginning. I made a break for my room, but on the way I saw the most horrible thing. Baekhyun, on the floor, unable to get up because he was hurting so badly. There was blood on the floor and streaking the walls. I cried but for him this time. I had to find the will to go on now. If anything happened to Su-Young, Baekhyun was in no condition to defend her. Neither was I but it was worth a shot.

He looked up at me and that only willed me to go on further. I ran up to my room, my mother relentlessly chasing me. I opened the door and ran in. There were my dad and Baekhyun’s mom. They were trying to get Su-Young out of her hiding spot between my dresser and the wall.

“Leave her alone!”

They turned to face me with angry glares. I didn’t regret one word! They came at me and I dodged by jumping onto my bed. The lunged again. As I leaped over them, I swiped my phone off of the bed-side table. I stuck the device in my pocket. Mrs. Byun kicked me down but I quickly got up, despite the excruciating pain, I got up and grabbed both of my lamps. I gripped the lightbulbs, not minding the burn. I swung one over each of their heads, knocking them out cold. I quickly grabbed Su-Young and was about to run out of the door but my mom blocked the exit.

I looked her over. She stood with her legs wide. Hoping to make it, I said a silent prayer and slid both Su-Young and I under her. We ran to the bathroom and locked the door.

“I’m scared.”

“It’s okay, I’m going to end it here okay?”

She nodded and I dialed 911.

“You’ve reached the police station, what’s your emergency?”

“Long story short, my boyfriend and I have psycho parents! We need an ambulance and the police, we need as much help as we can get!”

My mother began frantically banging on the door.

“Hurry! I don’t know how long any of us can last!”

I gave them the address then hung up.

“Su-Young, I am going to go downstairs to try and help your brother. As soon as I leave, lock the door back no matter what. Even if it’s your parents, do not open the door!”

She nodded. I quickly made an escape and released a breath I didn’t know I was holding when I heard the lock click.

It was me and my mother. I ran quickly down the stairs though my legs could give in at any moment. I heard sirens in the distance and led my mother downstairs. I could probably manage until they got completely there. I saw Baekhyun, barely holding on to consciousness. His dad was still hitting him. I couldn’t help but break down. I let my mother sling me around like a rag doll. I didn’t care. If Baekhyun wasn’t going to live then I didn’t want to. But what about Su-Young? I opened my eyes.

Baekhyun let out a whimper that showed more pain in the small sound than the actual volume would.

Just then, the police ran through the already open door, stunning both parents.

"City PD, put your hands in the air."

They did as they were told.

“Are you okay?”

“I’ll live but my boyfriend, I don’t know if he will.”

A paramedic lifted Baekhyun and took him to the gurney. They carried him off.

“What happened here?”

I explained the entire story to the cop.

“There are two more upstairs. I don’t know if they’re still passed out though.”

I went to get Su-Young out of the bathroom.

“Eonnie, is it over?”

“It’s over. It’s going to stay over.”

I pulled her into an embrace and tried cooing and soothing her shaking fingers.

“It’s all over.”





A/N: My inspiration for this chapter  were the songs Bring Me To Life by Thousand Foot Krutch and Breath Of Life by Florence and the Machine. There is a bonus chapter coming soon so be on the lookout! It’s over... I do have the description and such posted for my new story Enticed: All’s Fair In Love And War!!!! Please Comment Rate and Sub! It’s been a long journey but we are always friends!!!! <3