Save Me Break Me || MYG

The Memories Thirty - I Felt Something Break

Mia POV

Yoongi doesn't know I can easily read him, that I was already aware about his ulterior motives. Each day that goes by, his weakness eats him. It is only a matter of time before it consumes him whole, and he will try to take me again. I can tell by the way his eyes darken. I can tell by the way he bats his long eyelashes. His eyes betrays him.

It's confusing. My mind tells me to run, to get away from him, to stop being friends with him, because the more I spend time with him, the more I'm putting myself in danger. But my heart shouts for me to stay, to believe in his promise that he will protect me, that he will never let anyone harm me.

He gave me a cat to care for. Migi now binds us, like a son to a young couple. We both agreed that we'll share the responsibility in looking after Migi, which I think is really cute. The idea of a headstrong, playboy, grumpy Yoongi being soft and weak for a cat makes my heart melt. Can you even imagine him making small cat sounds, even purring while cradling a cat in his arms? It was surreal!

Yoongi doesn't know how much he had helped me. I hurt myself less and less. And now that I have Migi, I have no more reason to feel irrelevant, or useless. My dad smiles a lot lately as well, seeing how responsible and caring I was for the cat.

I decided to follow my heart. From the moment I met him, I knew he was trouble. That day I slapped his hand away, I knew he will hurt me, just like the other boy I loved before. I knew what he will want from me, just like the other boy. But, I stand firm on my choice to trust him.

Why?

Each time he's close to giving in to his demons, he redeems himself. The way he cares for me it ludicrous, more than a lover or a brother. Except for my father, no one else has shown me this kind of affection. Only Yoongi. His internal battle with himself is an amazing thing to witness, though I am fully aware of the dangerous side of it, which will sacrifice my own safety.

I was born with "gifts" as my mother described them, a sugar coat to its real identity. The curse of fatal attraction was endowed, because the union of my mother and father was said to be forbidden. The fruit of the love would bear a curse. I was that "fruit". If I follow my heart, terrible things were deemed to happen on repeat. For years, I disregarded my heart's desires. But Yoongi...

I decided to follow my heart. Because my heart says I must save him.

He needs me more than I need him.

I must save him, even if it breaks me.

And I am more than ready.

Because I love him.

Even if I see him with other girls.

I knew one day he'll get tired chasing after me. Because I'm too afraid to tell him everything, to even admit to myself how much I love him. He's still a man. A man with needs. Needs that I can never give him until my I resolve my own troubles, my own demons.

I can see how he avoids other girls. I can see how he turns them down politely, even though some were persistent, especially that Poly girl, who's been on his tail more often these days. But I cannot do anything about it. He is not mine.

I knew one day he'll be with someone else.

Like what's in front of me right now.

In an empty storage room, alone, with a girl who's been after him for so long.

A girl on top of him, kissing, touching like there's no tomorrow.

I felt something break.

My heart. My mind. My belief in him.