890 hours...
765 hours and 43 minutes...
I looked to the person that walked past me, going to cross the road, seeing his time. A solemn expression on my face, as I saw his countdown.
5...
4...
3...
2...
1...
With that, he was dead. A truck came scre...
"Did we woke you up, baby?" His mother said, scooping up the sleepy child in her arms and leaving the room and heading to his room.
He ignored her question,"Were you both fighting?"
"No, baby..."
"Then, what's abortion?"
"You're too young to know that..."
"Then tell me what you guys were fighting about instead," He pouted, stubborn.
"Tell me, when did you get so stubborn, huh?" Her mom chuckled, lightly shaking her head.
"I got it from you though!" He said playfully, chuckling as well.
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"You're such a cutie!"
That night, mother and son fell asleep cuddling one another.
But they forgot about the older man at the door who was glaring at the young boy.
וו×
"You're soon going to be gone from my life, you nuisance,"
Thud.
"O-ow..." Little Minho groaned by only came up muffled, rubbing the spot on his head that got hit by the ceiling.
Wait. Ceiling?
Why is his voice muffled? Why is there a restricting cloth tied over his mouth?
Why is his vision dark?
Minho suddenly realized that it was not his vision that got dark, it was because a blindfold was casted over his eyes, making the rest of his available sense more acute. His ears perked up at the rumbling sound of wheels scruffing against dirt road under the rough surface (perhaps it was wood, but he was not certain) that he was lying on.
The container that he was in jumped slightly, making his head hit the top again.
"Damn road bump, those motherfuckers of mayors never uses our money for road reconstruction..."
Is that his dad's voice?
W-wait, road bump?
"Does this mean I'm on the trunk of the car?" Minho thought as he felt his body unvoluntarily shake in fear.
"Where is dad taking me? Why did he have to tie me like this?" Those type of thoughts raced through his mind as the blindfold got soaked as minutes passed by.
וו×
The car skidded to a stop after who knows how long, followed by a click of a lock. Minho saw the darkness slightly lighten, he concluded that the lid on the trunk was lifted.
