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(■) 002 - Ride or Die? [ part one ]

Title: Ride or Die?
Language: English
Word Count: 1.5K

Warning: Violence, Self-harm, Character Death

Summary: Chanyeol wants revenge against his family's enemy. He avenge the wrong person.

(A/N: grammatical errors, typos, & misspelled words ahead!)

(c) _beplopsz, May 2021

***

Chanyeol opened his bluetooth. "Update?" His cold and deep voice echoed in the four corners of his black Mercedes-Maybach Exetero as he answered the call.

"We saw him entering the mall, wearing a black Supreme hoodie, tattered jeans and black slippers," the caller answered which Chanyeol nodded, mentally noting the description of the guy.

"Where are you right now?" he asked, made a turn in the right swiftly. He glanced at his watch. 15 minutes.

"I'm outside the mall, but KS12 and JD21 are inside, keeping track of him."

He nodded. "I'll be there within 15 minutes. Make sure you won't lose him or else," he paused and let out a sigh. "You know what will happen," he continued, speeding his car.

"Yes, Sir."

Chanyeol gripped the stirring wheel tightly.

He smirked.

This is it. I will get my revenge, finally.

***

Baekhyun didn't know what to do.

He bit his lower-lip as he touched his sister's forehead. He cringe when he felt it hot. He started to get worry. The fever didn't died down since last night, though he already bought his little sister medicines.

He got up and went to their mini-kitchen to cook dinner but he was disappointed when he saw an empty cabinet and frig.

He fished out his wallet in his jean's back pocket. He bit his lower-lip when he saw only 500 won and a few coins. He planned to make a hot rice porridge for his sister but his money isn't enough to buy ingredients. 

He clenched his fist and closed his eyes out of frustration. He got fired from his part-time job in a bar last night, and when he went home, he learned that his sister got sick. The landlord also came earlier in the morning, informing them that they only had a week to stay in the apartment.

Baekhyun let out a sigh, still eyes closed. Did I do something bad in my past life to deserve this shit? He open it slowly when a person popped in his mind.

Right. Auntie!

He grabbed his black Supreme hoodie lying in his bed, he wore his ripped jeans and favorite black slippers then went to his sister. "Hey, Baekhee. I'll just buy some ingredients for our dinner, okay?" He saw her nod even though her eyes are closed. Baekhyun smiled and brushed her fringes. "I'll be quick."

Before going to the mall meters away, Baekhyun went to his Auntie's house not far away from their apartment.  It took him minutes of running before arriving at her house.

"Again?! You borrowed money last week, aren't you?! Where did you use the money, anyway?!" Baekhyun lower his head, ashamed. It's true. He borrowed 10,000 won to buy the materials for his project. He promised to pay this coming Saturday when he finally receive his wage, but unfortunately, he got fired.

"B-Baekhee is sick, Auntie, and I want to buy her medicines and cook her rice porridge. . . but my money isn't enough," he answered, biting his lip.

She sighed, massaging her temples. "If it weren't for your father, I won't look after you and your sister," she said, disappearing in his sight. After a few minutes, she got out from her room and handed him money.

Baekhyun smiled at her.

"Go buy Baekhee everything she needs and take good care of her."

He nodded. "Thanks, Auntie! I promise I'll pay you back when I have the money!" he shouted, running out from her house. She shook her head, wondering when will it be.

Baekhyun wiped the sweats that formed in his forehead as he got inside the mall. He went to the grocery section immediately and bought the things he need for later.

He is walking when someone bumped in him. He almost fell but thankfully, he manage to balance his weight. He turn his head to the person who bumped him, wearing the same hoodie he's wearing.

"Hey! Watch where you're going!" he shouted but the man paid no heed and continued running like a cheetah.

He shakes his head, facing in front when he felt something in his waist. He looked down and his eyes widen when he saw a big arm wrapped around his waist. W-What the?!

"Don't move," someone whispered in his ear, sending shivers to his body. His eyes widen when he felt something hard in his back. "Or else, you'll die," he added, making Baekhyun nervous.

He didn't move. He didn't breath either. If he does, he might not see his sister again, and he doesn't want that. He still needs to take care of Baekhee and cook her dinner.

He didn't talk and ask when they started to walk. Baekhyun watch his push cart drifting away from him.

"W-Where are you t-taking me?!" he asks, finally, when he realized that they're going to the parking lot underground. The man held his waist tighter which made him shut his mouth.

"Shut up," the man whispered, still dragging him to the parking lot. Baekhyun can't help himself getting nervous when he only saw a black Ferrari and BMW. There are more than guys who are wearing black surrounding the cars.

Baekhyun gulped.

"W-Wait!" Baekhyun shouted. He don't know what's happening! He don't know who are these guys and he don't know where are they taking him. He still needs to go home to cook his sister dinner. "W-Who are you?! W-Where are y-you taking me!

"Get inside." The man tried shoving Beakhyun inside the Ferrari but he resisted. He will not go inside!

W-What if this is kidnap? What if they're kidnapping me?!

He tried to get away from the man but his grip is strong, he can't get away. "Let me go, you prick!" he shouted before kicking his groin. He succeeded when the man let go of his hand.

He was about to run away when someone grabbed his hair, making him yelp in pain. "Where do you think you're going?!" He closed his eyes when a strong hand landed on his cheek.

He almost lost his shit when a gun pointed his head. "Ride or die?" the man asked, still pointing the gun in Baekhyun's forehead. Baekhyun nodded, slowly. He don't want to die like this.

"Get inside!" The man shoved Baekhyun inside the car, closing the door with a loud thud. Baekhyun still can't recover from the slap. It stings.

It hurts.

A tear escaped from Baekhyun's eye.

He only wanted Baekhee to get well and cook her delicious dinner. He wiped the tear when he saw the man getting inside the car. He glared at him.

"What are you staring at?" the man asked while starting the engine. Baekhyun wants to to punch his face and rip his elf-like ears.

"What do you want from me?!"

The man looked at him through the rearview mirror and smirked at him. Baekhyun clenched his fists. He really wants to punch his face.

"A lot," he answered then he went serious, making Baekhyun scared.

Oh, God, help me!

Baekhyun yelped when the man grabbed his hair, pulling him out the car. He can't fight back when someone tied both of his hands together and block his sight by a cloth in his eyes.

He wanted to shout but the cloth in his mouth is preventing him to. He can't help but let out a sob and mouthed a silent prayer.

"Put him in the underground prison," a familiar voice said, sending shivers to Baekhyun's whole body. "I'll deal with him later."

"Yes, Sir!" He can only hear them because he can't see who the hell are the voices around him.

"JI88, SH94, and YX10 are assigned to watch this guy 24/7," the man with deep voice continued. "If something happens, you three are responsible for it."

"Duly noted, Sir!"

Someone grabbed Baekhyun's arm that's why he jerked away. D-Don't touch me! He wanted to shout but only muffled voices came out from him.

They walked for minutes now and Baekhyun doesn't know where he is. He only remembered that they will put him in an underground prison. A dark and empty underground prison.

Just the thought of it scared Baekhyun.

P-Please! Let me go! He cries, but no one paid him attention as they continued on walking. He tried escaping but the two hands holding him are stopping him from doing so.

They push him harhsly in the ground. Baekhyun shrieked when his butt touched the cold floor. He wanted to massage it but he can't, his hands are tied together.

He heard a noise of door closing. He tried standing up but he can't see anything so he stayed there, slowly breaking down.

He cried. He don't know how he ended up here in a closed place. He don't know what will happen to him. He don't know if he can go out alive.

He lowered his head. "B-Baekhee. . ." Just thinking of his sister alone in their apartment and not feeling well is breaking his fragile heart. "I-I'm sorry. . ."

- to be continued -

A/N: HAPPY BALD DAY, BAEKHYUN! I don't know what to feel rn, tbh! I'm happy because it's his birthday and sad because today's also his enlistment day. I'm gonna miss our Mochi baby!

Serve well, Baekhyunne! We'll wait for you! We love you so much!

P.S. Part 2 will be next Thursday!

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