𝗔𝗹𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘁𝗵𝘆𝗺𝗶𝗮 - TMR AU, Minho.

02 - 𝙷𝚒𝚖

Listening to music takes my mind off of everything.
But listening to my brother's music Is definitely the only thing I won't ever get tired of.

After his attempt, I never thought he would continue playing music with his band.
At least that's what he said.
But as he met Thomas, he got better. Thomas is among few people who knows what happened to him.
Newt says Thomas gave him a reason to live. He says I helped him go through it all too, but I doubt that.

How can you help someone, when you can't even help yourself? Not quite possible.

"Aww are you listening to your brother's music in your headphones? So cute." Thomas absolutely loves to tease people, but I don't mind. "What are you thinking about?"
"None of your business." I say, still in thoughts. "Where's Newt?"
"I don't know, had a little hope you'd know." He shrugged.
"Boy you came to pick me up from theatre, why the fuck would he be here?!"
"No need to be mad, I'll call him. You on your period or something?"
"Oh shut the f- '' I closed my mouth as I saw someone approaching me.

"Mila! Hey, are we still doing it? Ya know.."
"Yeah sure, be there at.." i look down at my phone, then look back at him "seven. Is seven good for you?"
"Perfect, want me to pick you up?" He offers.
"No, I'll be there." I declined his offer as nicely as I could manage. I can't trust him. I can't trust anyone.

"Who was that? He had this weird eyebrows, it looked like-"

His voice slowly faded away.
I wasn't paying much attention to anyone but one car, standing in front of us.
He had the exact same car.
It was the car where I sat, while he was driving around the city.
We were drunk, having fun.
Apparently you can't even trust your friends.

"Shorty! heyyy, Mila!" Thomas snapped his fingers in front of my face, I shook my thoughts and looked at him.
"What?"
"You weren't listening?"
"No, sorry.." my eyes still searched for the car I saw a minute ago, but it wasn't there.

Great, so now my mind imagines things.
As if I had every other thing under control.

"Who was that?"
"Who? Ah, Gally! Why do you care?"
"I don't know, he doesn't feel like someone you should trust."
"I don't need you to teach me who to trust." I snapped.
"No need to attack me, I'm just saying!" He held his hands up as he walked towards his car "You coming? At the bar?"
"Yeah, that's where I'm meeting Gally."
"Is this Gally kid your boyfriend or something?"
"Why, you like him?" I grinned.
"My heart only belongs to your brother, miss." He placed his palm on his chest. "But who is he really"
"Remember when I told Newt I was writing my own play? Gally is physically suitable for one character so he's gonna read whatever I wrote, and if he likes it, one step will be done."

"What a smart girl you are over here!" He chuckled and started the car. "Although i thought Minho would have a main role in this little play of yours."

"Well he isn't here and even if he was, I'm sure Gally will be better." I somehow managed to be little nicer when I talked about Minho, so no one would notice anything.
"He won't be there any longer though. Last time we talked he was already searching for the plane tickets."
"I couldn't care less, Thomas. Just drive." I say trough my teeth and lean my head against the window.

I do care. Deeply.
But Minho will never know that. He doesn't deserve any type of kindness from me.

I do care, but clearly he didn't.
I did love him, but clearly he never did.
He said he loved me, yet he left me when I desperately needed someone by my side.

This one's short and so not interesting, but I hope it'll get better overtime))

Thanks for reading!!☆