Strawberry Cake [EDITING]

🍰【t h i r t y e i g h t】🍰

Chenle ran into his new house, feverishly shutting the door behind him. He turned and frantically locked it, the conversation from the cafe moments before ringing in his mind. He ran about the house, locking doors and closing blinds before running up the stairs to his bedroom. He locked that door as well and slid down against the door, taking out his phone and dialing the number.

Ring

Ring

Ring

"God fucking dammit Jaemin pick up the phone.."

Ring

Ring

Ring

He heard loud pounding on the door before hearing a loud crash and footsteps slowly climbing his stairs.

"You have reached the voicemail box of 02-342-3466. At the tone, please record your message. When you are finished recording, you may hang up or press 1 for more options."

Beep.

"Jaemin, please you have to leave. You aren't safe anymore, you need to run. Bring Jeno and get out, don't let anyone in your house please I'm begging you.. I'm begging you-" Chenle cut himself off when he felt a harsh pound from the other side of the door he was against. It knocked him to the ground and he dropped his phone, ending the call in the process. He scrambled onto his back, crawling backwards as the door flung open, revealing a man on the other side. His black hair hung loosely against his forehead and a light smirk graced his face.

"Lee this is stupid! I did what you told me, I watched him live his life, he doesn't deserve any of this! Leave Jeno alone!" Chenle pleaded. The man took steps towards him and pointed the gun at the younger boys head.

"This isn't stupid Chenle. This, is to clear the Lee name! This is to make sure his family suffers for what they did! I used to be just like you. Rich, loved by my beautiful boyfriend, perfect. They ruined all of that for me!" He shouted, the gun still pointed at Chenle's head. The younger closed his eyes, feeling the tears roll down his face.

"Please don't hurt them..." Chenle pleaded. Mark scoffed.

"And why should I not? He deserves to-"

"Because he's pregnant Mark!" Chenle shouted. "Even if Jeno does deserve what you want to do, their child doesn't!" Chenle pleaded. Mark growled, pushing the gun against Chenle's forehead.

"Even better. That'll teach the Na family to never get in my way again." Chenle let out a shaky sigh as more tears fell.

"Jisung, forgive me for leaving you so soon.." Chenle whispered. Mark smiled grimly down at him.