Save Me Break Me || MYG

The Memories Sixty - Honeysuckle

"Mia, don't ever do that again... I'm too young to die." Hoseok massaged his chest, still shaken from what happened earlier.

Mia cackled with laughter, sounding close to an angry goose. "Why did you break the bulb then?" She stabbed a spring roll in its middle with a fork, lifting it to her mouth and chomping almost half of it, making her right cheek protrude.

"How did you even know about that? Hey, that wasn't me, it was Jin! Not me! He was wildly throwing about and the broom went flying..." Unable to control himself, he hit the older male on the wrist causing him to jump and hit his knees hard on the table, knocking down a few water bottles.

She gingerly chewed then downed it with a gulp of apple juice before mumbling, "The lady was upset, crying all morning for that lightbulb. She wanted to talk to you..."

"I said I'm sorry, okay?" Jin hissed as he rubbed his palms onto his aching kneecaps. "Please, Mia, don't ever do that in front of us again, I beg you. No more ghost business for me, please."

She only sneered, teasingly opening and closing her palms in front of their faces, which they take turns to swat away with rolled up papers to prevent any unwanted beings from touching it and using her as a projector. .

I smiled at the squabbling trio, not wanting to believe that two towering males shrink under a tiny doll-faced girl who keeps tormenting them, mocking them relentlessly while they suffer. That triumphant look on her face was priceless, knowing she discovered a way to dominate them, using it to her full advantage to mess with them, and it was the most hilarious thing ever

Time runs fast, it waits for no one. It seemed like it was only yesterday that Mia and I made our first eye contact, and now here we are, being happy and enjoying a glimpse of the sun after a huge storm that has passed.

As they continue to play like toddlers, the precious moment was short-lived when a scent I was so attuned to wafted, filling my nostrils with sweet honeysuckle, making me close my eyes, a sense of tranquility flooded through my bloodstream. It used to haunt me, make me restless, that sweet scent that reminded me so much of those times that I slump against walls randomly, letting my misery take over as I imagine what horrors Emily had gone through before she breathed her last, but to my surprise I no longer felt lonely and afraid like I once did, instead it brought peace of mind. I suddenly felt heaviness around my neck, then I realized I was wearing Emily's locket, making me reach for it and hold it between my fingers, my eyelids shut...

Em? Have you been watching over me? Are you really proud of me like you said to me in my dreams? Or are you disappointed in me for my affairs, or my shortcomings? Have I been good enough for you when you were still with me? I miss you, Emily... It must be funny, no? I love you, but here I am, loving Mia as well... She's the exact opposite of you, Em. She's scatterbrained, unusual, easy to read but unpredictable and with split personality, and all we do is bicker and disagree on most things. But then I can't get it, why she strongly reminds me of you... Is it okay, is it possible? Is she the one happiness you were referring to, to have in my life? Or was I betraying you? Please, Em... Lend me some of your strength, I want to understand... I still have unfinished business with you, but I couldn't move on my own. Why? Why are there so many unanswered questions, no clues, only dead ends... Why did this happen, Emily? Or am I too scared to discover the truth? Were you protecting me from heartbreak after heartbreak after endless heartbreaks... I miss you so much, Em... I'm sorry, I'm too weak... I wish things didn't happen this way... But somehow, I feel light. It still hurts, but I guess I just got used to it, maybe I became numb to it. I love you, I never stopped loving you, Emily...

As my eyes fluttered open, I caught Mia observing me with such tenderness she has never shown me before, and the corners of her eyes began to water, beads of tears threatening to fall but she shook her head vigorously to prevent them.

I reached for her hand. This time I couldn't read her, but I feel her worry for me.

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Mia's POV

I momentarily feigned daydreaming when Hoseok waved a hand in my face, asking me what silenced me all of a sudden. I beamed at the curious duo, claiming I remembered a pleasant memory.

The truth was I see her clearly, sitting beside the boy I love, her head resting on his shoulder. As she noticed her presence was known, she lifted her head only to smile at me as she slowly dissolved, her features turning into pink rose petals being blown in the wind.

That moment Yoongi opened his eyes, I saw desolation, desperation. He was punishing himself nonstop, blaming himself for horrible things that happened in which he had no control of. Everyday, I feel his suffering. He was a vast and deep pool of emotions, all of them real, which makes me fall deeper for him.

Which makes it even harder for me to finally tell him everything.

Should I bring forth disillusionment?

But... I want him for myself. I was selfish for him.

Maybe I was scared for him to know the truth...

That she never left his side... Emily never left...

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Yoongi's POV

"Oh lookie here, Yoongi's getting bolder each day."

Before, Mia would literally throw my hands away or push away any part of my body that's just inches apart from her whenever playful snides where thrown here and there by these idiots. But now, she took her time in pulling her hand free from mine as her cheeks and her nose become pink.

Things were only getting more awkward as we were joined by Namjoon and the triplets, because the tables have turned, it was now Mia's turn to shrink because the guys were teasing us. It was a blessing that Cara and Stacey came to take her away for some girl time. I reluctantly let her go, but my eyes were still on her.

She stumbled a bit, getting her foot caught and tangled in the straps of her own school bag settled on the floor. I smacked my forehead in frustration, "Oh, Mia. Will you ever be careful..."

She giggled as I helped disentagle her, "I'm trying, okay? See you later," She waved at us and walked off with her friends.

"Yeah, he's openly staring..." Jungkook remarked, then motioned to zip up his lips when he caught me looking at him. I didn't notice they've been talking about me again behind my back.

"Don't deny it, we just saw your mouth hang open and your eyeballs zigzagging to follow every step she made," Taehyung gave me away.

"Jeez, I am not..." I blurted out in between paroxysms of laughter.

Jimin threw his arm around my shoulder. "Oh, come on. It's not that bad. At least you're no longer uptight."

"It's hard not to keep an eye on her. She's so clumsy."

"That's not what we're talking about, we can see you physically falling under her spell," Namjoon said.

Rolling my eyes, I turned my attention back to Mia who was busy shaking her head to whatever her friends were saying. I was mesmerized at every little thing she does, from the way her shoulder raises and touches her ear when she shies away from Stacey's attempt to put on a dangling earring on her, or when she twirls her hair on her fingers...

Yes... i'm so in love with her.

I'm falling even deeper than I already have...