I left Mia in the care of her new found friends, Cara and Stacey, while I looked for those idiots. Somehow I feel relieved, she took it well, the incident. She managed to stay calm or maybe she simply does not know what kind of reaction to give since there was no reason for Taehyung to do that. I was expecting her to cry, which she did not do, thank goodness.
I was the one on the edge. Because I care. Because I have seen how the guys reacted, how they were easily drawn to a helpless girl.
Was I overreacting? Probably. For the sole reason that an unkown killer is on the loose, waiting for a weakling to victimize.
I marched to find Taehyung, ready to beat the hell out of him.
What was the reason behind his actions earlier, what could she have done to upset him?
The suspect I was searching for happened to be sitting in a conference with Jimin, Namjoon, Jin and Hoseok. They noticed I was coming their way and they all stood up. I was literally shaking with anger, wanting to get my hands on the younger ones.
"Wait Yoongi before you beat his ass, let me explain," Jimin shoving Taehyung behind him, the latter's eyes bulging off of their sockets, fright evident in them, and apologetic.
"You fuckin' need a whole day then to make me understand," I warned Jimin, as I turned my attention to Taehyung, my blood boiling. "What the hell? You exposed her to the entire school! Now the boys will come hounding over her. What were you thinking?"
"Her breasts look nice," Hoseok mumbled.
The mention of her breasts caused the flickering flames of anger to burst, making me lunge at Hoseok, grabbing his collar and bumping my forehead to his to wake him from his stupidity. "Stay away from her. Don't you even dare come near her."
Yes, her breasts that created this mess, her breasts that have become the string to either keep me sane or snap me apart.
Jin grabbed me by the arm to yank me away from Hoseok before opening his mouth to speak. "Yoongi, calm down, let us explain. There's a good reason behind this. See, we all had to intercede."
"Intercede? You freakin' threw her to the hungry hounds!"
I was losing every ounce of patience at that point. I could feel tears forming in my eyes, I was keeping it in until Namjoon spoke.
"Yoongi, we are not your enemies, and we just wanted to help you... Hear us out before you become upset."
"Upset? I'm fuckin' outraged! You all really want to know why I am like this? You want to understand? You want to know why I wish I was dead every single day? Okay let me tell you. Emily was raped, and left there alone and afraid as she bled to death. Emily, that simple, kind-hearted girl whom everybody adored, a demure and innocent girl who wanted nothing but to be happy, you think she had it coming?! Now you tell me, if I should calm down and appreciate this so-called help that you did. That girl you exposed was just trying to live her life normally. And now she had to face drooling perverts along the way."
I walked over to Jimin and pushed my forefinger hard against his head.
"You should know better, Jimin. You were there with me. You knew the police left out tons of details from the first release of her autopsy report. You know they're hiding something, or protecting someone. And you know very well that the medical examiner who was supposed to talk to us that day did not just decide to leave town immediately. You know something's wrong! I'm fuckin' disappointed in you."
I pushed past him as I stormed out of the room, leaving them all dumbfounded.
I heard someone running after me. From the clumsy footsteps echoing, I could tell who it was.
"Yoongi wait, look we're so sorry..."
"You don't know the danger you inflicted upon the poor girl. The devil is still out there, who knows, he may be a student, a teacher, a neighbor, and he's among us, roaming out and about, maybe finding another victim! The worst part is the police knows something, and they're protecting that asshole! I can't let any other girl suffer the same fate as Emily did. No one deserves to be treated that way. Not while I'm fuckin' alive, Namjoon.
"You know, I appreciate what you guys do for me and thank you, honestly. But what you just did back there, you trying to "save" me in exchange for risking the girl's safety. That's the dumbest thing you could ever think of. Am I overreacting? Maybe I am, because it is doing things to my brain and at some point I can't handle them. So do me a favor, stay away from me, all of you, until you realize how serious this is."
They have no clue what they just did.
To Mia.
To Emily's memory.
To me.
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Save Me Break Me || MYG
Fanfiction"Arms up, Mia." I held her sweater above her head, the neck and arm holes ready for her just to slip in. "I am perfectly capable of getting dressed on my own, Yoongi..." "C'mon. Please?" She obliged, her hands raised in the air. I slid the armholes...
