Bad Boy's Twink (BXB)

22: Bye Miko

We couldn't find Miko...

I didn't have any cell phone to call him and his classmates did not know where he went. They say that Miko was not present in class today leading us back to his room in the dormitory but no one was there. I was getting worried sick. Where the hell did my little Korean friend go? He was always present in class; he was a diligent college student.

"You think Miko did it?" Sire asked as he plopped down on Miko's bed.

"I don't know," I told him. I just honestly don't have any idea at all. Jarred was our suspect but it could also be Conrad or Leo. Miko was the least person I suspect of aside from Sire. My boyfriend went comfortable on the mattress he was now lying on. He took one pillow from his head and hugged it between his thighs. I sat on Jarred's bed and took the picture frame containing the photograph of Jarred and his brother. Come to think of it, Jarred would mention his brother to us sometimes, even comparing me to him. I didn't look overtake his words. I just never discerned that there were hidden malicious thoughts in him. I look intently at the face of Jarred's brother. He was a pretty decent looking guy. Sure we have something in common like our body structure and hair but I don't think that we were completely identical.

I was surprised by the pillow that suddenly hit my face. That fucking hurt! There was something hard inside of the pillow cover. I glared at the laughing Sire and sneaked my hand inside. It was a cell phone. This was Miko's old one that was stolen right? The screen was already cracked and the back cover was barely covering the battery in which there was no battery but instead,d there was a piece of paper inside. I took the paper from inside of it and saw that the content was in Korean. Wow, just great.

"그냥 동의 및 기억; 현실은 망상 을 종료."

"Sire, look what I found," I stated. Sire looked at the phone I was holding. Why would Miko hide his phone and why even keep this?

"What, do you want me to eat that?"

"No you bonehead, this is the phone that Miko lost!" I gruffly said. Sire took the phone from me and examined it.

"It looks completely broken; we won't get anything from it."

I raised the piece of paper to his face. "I also found this," I informed him. Sire took the piece of paper and looked at it. He rubbed his chin in thought.

"This looks so complex and deep, I just can't put my dick on it."

"What do you think?" I asked him. I wish that Miko only kept this phone for lucky charms and not because he was hiding something.

"Hm...I think..."

"You think?" I urged on. Maybe he can be of help with this case. He looked really serious with that paper.

"I think...Just kidding, I don't think. I don't know shit about this. I can't even understand what's written," he laughed. "Anyway, let's take a rest yeah? You just got out of the hospital and you need some rest." Sire pulled my arm, dragging me out and closing the door. He led me to our room and shoved a jar of Nutella and a spoon in my chest. "Relax for me pumpkin and we'll figure this shit out," he assured. He placed the phone and the piece of paper in plastic and kept them in a drawer of his cabinet.

"I don't feel like eating," I admitted as I opened the jar and spooned a delicious amount of chocolate goodness. I guess I was tired. It was already 4 pm.

"Stressing yourself out will just tire out your mind," he reminded me and sat beside me. I pushed the spoon in my mouth, wiping off the chocolate from the spoon using my tongue before spooning a good amount of chocolate from the jar.

"Just try and have five scoops of that," he insisted. I leaned my back against the headboard of my bed with my feet on Sire's lap.

"Maybe just three," I sighed. When I finally ate three scoops, I couldn't help but eat another spoonful and my three promised scoops turned into nine. Ugh, yeah right, 'I don't feel like eating,' I was such a slut for chocolate. Sire handed me a glass of water and then we both lied down on my bed. My exhaustion with working and keeping Eric alive drove me nuts. My situation here can never be compared to that because I had Sire now. Sure he can be quite a handful, more so than Eric, but he easily cheered me up with or without effort. He made me feel secure.