Gun To My Heart |m.t.|

十三

Amanda's POV
"Noona! Wake up!" I heard the annoying voice of BamBam's whisper-yell. "Five more minutes..." I groaned, turning on the other side, my head leaning on a hard pillow. "Great Yugyeom! She sleeps like hyung! How are we going to get her on her feet!"
"You were the one who decided to just do it with nothing planned!"
"Now you're blaming it on me!?"
"Shut up! You're going to wake up Mark hyung!"
I groaned at the two annoying idiots. I sat up on the bed, glaring at the two maknaes who disturbed my precious sleep. "Noona!" Bam and Yugyeom's eyes sparkled in glee, but it won't last long as soon as I have my hands in them!- "Noona hurry let's go!" Yugyeom and Bam pulled me off the bed, dragging me who knows where.

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"Are you fucking me!?" I exclaimed when I saw the time that illuminated from Youngjae's IPhone. 7:06am. "I know Mark hyung was last week." Jackson commented, causing the boys to laugh in union. We are in Jinyoung's van, that could fit eight people, and I am still clueless on where we're going. Are they kidnapping me?! That's weird....Who kidnaps from a kidnapper? "Weirdos..." I mumbled under my breath, not wanting any of them to hear. "What did you say!?" Youngjae exclaimed, as he stared at me incredulously. "Shush! We're here!" Jinyoung scolded Youngjae from the passenger seat. "But..."
"Youngjae!"
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"Why are we even here?" I asked JB, who was moving the cart filled with a bunch of party decorations. "It's Mark hyung's birthday." Yugyeom pops out of no where, causing me to have a mini heart attack. "Mark's birthday?"

"Yep, it's September 4th." "September 4th! I've been stuck with you guys for two months!" Why am I just realizing this!? It's been two months!! "Yeah....pretty much.." Jinyoung seemed to be the only one unfazed by my outburst. "Why am I even stuck with that lunatic?!" I was getting weird looks from customers, while the boys stood quiet and wandered off for more party stuff. "Ugh! Fuckers!"

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Third POV
While Got6 and Amanda were in the mall, buying decorations. Mark was in the huge mansion, alone. "Where the hell did they go!" Mark groaned, laying on the carpeted floor. "Bastards..." Aren't they just always leaving me out... Mark sulked, phone in hand, thousands of unread messages and calls from him. Mark sluggishly stat up, boredom consuming him. But then he jolted when his phone rang. An unknown number illuminated on his phone. "Who's this?" Answering the phone Mark only heard breathing, heavy, and unsettling. "Is this some kind of joke?" It seemed like Mark was talking to a wall, since there was no reply from the other line. Before Mark could hang up, the other line then spoke. "We have her..." Even though the caller didn't mention exactly who, Mark knew exactly. Mark's boredom suddenly disappeared, filling him with furry, pain, but most of all....love.

Back to Amanda and the 6 boys, they were decorating Mark's vacation home which was exactly 3 hours from his mansion. "My back hurts!" Youngjae's whines could be heard miles away. "Stop being an annoying brat and come help your mother with the cupcakes!"
"Why can't Amanda noona do it?! It's her mate!~"
"She is already baking the cake! She hung the streamers, cooked the food, and what have you done that could've beaten my daughter's work?!" Youngjae just groaned as he followed Jinyoung to the kitchen.

"You're really good at this." Jackson commented on Amanda's chocaolate fudge cake, which she is now frosting it with icing. Why am I even doing this... Amanda was still confused on why she was still with the boys. She had plenty of chances to escape, they went to tons of stones, and it wasn't like she had a gun to her head, preventing her from running off. What surprised her the most was that she really enjoyed the boys company, though they can be hectic at times, she loved how close she felt with them, like brothers. "Thanks. My brother couldn't cook nor bake, so I was the one that was feeding us."
"You have a brother?"
Michael...
Amanda blinked away the burning sensation of tears. "Yeah..."
"What is his na-..." Before Jackson could finish his sentence, Jaebum's outburst interrupted him. "He's on his way! Shit! We need to hurry! I didn't now he'd be racing his way here!" JB dashed around the house, making sure everything was in place, food displayed, hiding places hidden, lights off, and decoration checked. "He might be here in 30 minuets or less! We got to finish up!"
"30 minutes!? It's a 3 hour ride here! That's impossible!"

"Not for Mark Tuan!"

Amanda's POV
"Didn't you say he'd be here in 30 minutes?" It's 4:29, and 29 minutes ago JB had announced Mark would be here by now. The lights were off, everything pitch black dark, that I was tripping my way to my position to surprise this kidnapper of mine. "Yea-..." JB's reply was interrupted by a hard bang on the door. Then the door slamming open, revealing Mark Tuan in all his might. He had on a red T-shirt and ripped jeans, brown hair disheveled, eyes intimidating, in other words he looked smoking hot! The lights switched on, and on cue, the seven of us popped up from our places screaming 'Happy Birthday' in union.

Before I could spray the silly string JB had bought with his money for all of us, I was pushed to Mark's chest. He embraced me like his life depended on it. He inhaled my scent, his scent intoxicating my lungs, making me want more. Damn what type of drug has this man given me... "Mark?" He tightened the hug, showing signs he didn't want to let go.
"I thought you were hurt..." Unknowingly, I softened at his words. The heartless creepy kidnapper actually had a heart to care for me. But why should I care...
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"Wow! Noona! This is delicious!" Yugyeom stuffed his mouth with the sweet and sour chicken I made. "I love the Chicken Parmesan!" Bam kept on adding more spoons of it. I smiled at their compliments, it reminded me of Michael. He always used to compliment my food when he ate it. Michael always said I'd be an amazing cook for my family one day. I believed him...till he disappeared... "Amanda?" I looked up, meeting Mark's gaze. "Are you okay?" It was JB who was on my left. "Huh? Oh yeah. I'm fine. Just remembered something." I smiled slightly, hoping he doesn't get to suspicious about me. Looking back across from me, Mark had a hard gaze on me, which made me hold my breath, it looked like he could see through my soul. "Noona! You need to make me food everyday! It's so good!"
"Doesn't your hyungs make you food?"
"They only order take out! Especially Mark hyung, he only ever feeds us pizza." Bam hid behind Youngjae when he was hit by Mark's threatening glare. "Yah!"
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"So What did you do the whole morning and afternoon we were away? You enjoyed it huh? You probably were all chill the whole morning to yourself...not a care in the world." Mark sat there in the chair outside the houses balcony. The beautiful sea glistening in the moonlight. Both drinking the kitty cocktails JB hade made, specifically saying he didn't want to deal with young drunk adults. "I missed you..." I chocked on the cocktail, not excepting that answer. Why would he miss me?... He's all soft all of a sudden. Something surprising. Something new. Something I wasn't used to.
[😁I Ryhmed😁] Is JB sure he didn't add any alcohol??...

"I was bored out of my mind!" Mark chuckled, facing me his eyes filled with the same emotion I don't recognize. It was quiet for a good 10 minutes, a comfortable silence. "Mark." He hummed, his eyes never leaving mine. "Why did you take me away from my home?" Then an emotion I do know and experience myself appeared in his eyes. Guilt. Mark turned away, looking into the distance. "I don't think your ready Amanda."

"But I am Mark. I'm ready to know the truth." Silence again engulfed us. "I don't know Amanda....but just keep this in mind." Mark's hand found its way to mine, intertwining our hands together. Looking up at him, he leaned in closer to me, our lips inches apart. The same unrecognizable emotion swarming in his eyes.
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"I Love You." Then our lips molded together, surprising myself when I responded with no hesitation. His words still repeating themselves in my head, with just as much passion and emotion in them. I Love You....I Love You.....I Love You

And then somehow I ended up in bed with him, like always, all my responsibilities, and missions out of my mind. I truly felt alive and happy that night. Not a care in the world.