Mine - A Mewgulf Fiction

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Mew opened his eyes to some noises. His front hairs, all dripped in sweat and blood, were covering his eyes. He found himself tied on a chair. His already bruised limbs and face were looking more ugly in between the ropes.

He tried to lift his head to see where the noise was coming from. At some distance, in front of him, he saw Jennie lying unconscious on the floor. She was almost dead. He heard another cry and immediately looked to the direction where two men were brutally beating Gulf.

Mew wanted to be free. He wanted to yell at the men but he doesn't had the energy to do so. He tried to do some movements and fell down on the ground along with the chair.
"S-stop....please. Please stop..."

The two men didn't stopped and continued beating the younger, until an old man came into the scene.
"Why aren't you listening to him? Do you want to die? Listen to whatever he's saying. He's my son anyways."

Mew looked at the old man and his body stopped all the movements. His eyes were locked with the old man's eyes. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. His already dead father was standing in front of him right now.
The old man sat in front of him with a smile. "How are you? Oh...stupid of me to ask. I can see blood everywhere. These fools..." He gritted his teeth while cursing his men.
"This all wouldn't have happen if that kid..." He turned his head towards Gulf's unevenly breathing body, lying almost dead. "....had use a thing called brain. But seems like he hasn't got any."

He turned again towards the expressionless boy who was showing how unbothered he is while listening to the old man but inside he was actually fighting a storm. He still wasn't able to believe his own father was talking and moving. All these years, he thought that his so called father who actually was a monster, died in a car accident but here he was sitting in front of Mew. To add more pain into his life, his father wasn't just some ordinary shit but a mafia leader. Someone who holds power to rule the world. An underworld mafia who's name comes in top two. He never knew anything but his father literally sat and explained him everything about himself. The man knew what was going inside Mew's mind. He let the boy drink water but Mew refused so he decided to make him drink forcefully. After getting succeed in his mission, he spoke further.

"Now that you know who your father is, I'm sure you won't risk a chance to lie will you?" His father chuckled as he wiped some amount of blood from Mew's forehead using a tissue and threw it in Gulf's direction. He again made a disgusting face while looking at poor boy's lifeless body and it made Mew's blood boil in complete anger.
At this point, all he wanted was to get himself free, take that tissue back and shove it down his father's throat. Hell...he just wanted to kill that old man in all the worst ways possible.

"Son!" The old man spoke again as he started untying the boy's limbs.
"You know what you'll have to pay if you betray me. See that woman there?" He pointed towards Jennie. "I'm not trying to frighten you but deal with the consequences if you dare to lie." He untied all the ropes and made the boy sit in front of him....properly.

"This guy...what kind of relation you both share?" The old man asked and rested his back against the wall, showing that the talk is gonna be a long one.
"Cuz according to my men, you guys are more than friends." He tiled his head for an explanation while Mew stayed silent.
"And I was right to think that you're useless and can bring nothing to the family but disgrace."

"A man like you shouldn't talk about family." Mew finally broke the silence as he said it while looking straight into the old man's eyes.

"Oh there..I notice...!" His father dramatically put his one hand over his chest with a shock expression. "There's no more fear and only anger floating in your eyes. Where did the fear go? Want me to bring it back?"

"That piece can't survive anyways. His limbs are broken. His lungs are almost damaged. 60% to be exact. Plus the drugs must be floating in every corner of his body by now so even if he manages to survive....by any chance....he'll either live his life in a mental hospital or in coma." The old man calmly explained the condition of Gulf like he was giving some lecture.

" You better shake hands with me and I'll let you go out unharmed. You can live peacefully as long as you keep your stupid mouth shut. I'm giving you this chance because you've that vip thing inside you. My blood." The old man finally completed his speech and started casually playing with his gun, actually waiting for the boy to process and give a response....a positive one.

Mew's already broken heart shattered into more small pieces when he heard about his love's condition. He knew just by looking at Gulf that he was really counting his last minutes. He needed to save him but he didn't knew how. He wanted to hold him tightly and wanted to whisper into his ear that he's okay and everything will be fine. He wanted to feel his Gulf's touch back. He just wanted to live a normal life with him, just like other people. But life has different plans and Mew was so out of energy to even act surprise over any new problem.

So even if he wanted to yell at the old man, even if he wanted to kill him the instant he feel they were sharing same air, even if he didn't wanted to spare a glance at him....he decided that he will keep everything aside. He will forget his revenge and will plead for his love's life.

"Please....just free him." Mew lowered his head, cursing himself with every breath he took. "Please....don't kill him and let him go. I'll do whatever you'll say. I'll stay but just....let him go."

The old man was too stunned to speak. He wasn't expecting this from the boy. But to his surprise, Mew sounded as if he was begging. He chuckled and clapped sarcastically , enjoying the scene.
"All this for this bitch? Now I doubt if you're really my son. You're just plain stupid to think about this dead body while putting your own life in danger. Just fucking useless shit. Even shit is better than you."

"Because I love him. You can't understand that because you never experienced that. Please let him go." Mew's voice hitched a little as he tried to control his tears. He was afraid of delaying even a second. What if he's Gulf get into danger? His Gulf should be in hospital and need to be alright. He didn't wanted to waste more time and let his Gulf's condition go more critical.

"Shut up! He's a guy. How can you even think about him like that?" The man's voice almost hit every corner of room because of how loud he was.

He closed his eyes for a moment and suddenly a smile appeared on his face. A smirk to be exact. He opened his eyes and stared at Mew for a good one minute." So you said you'll do anything huh?"

Mew didn't knew any rights and wrongs at that moment. He didn't cared about him. All he wanted was Gulf to be safe.
So he nodded like a lost child and that cause the smirk over the man's face grew bigger.

Aaaannnd! I'm late again. But seriously guys you're still reading and waiting. I appreciate your patience. I'm literally busy with assignments ahh college life sucks. But don't worry I'll complete this book soon. Thank you for reading. Keep commenting cupcakes. Love love. 💜💜💜💜