Save Me Break Me || MYG

The Memories Sixty Five - For The Girl With Gray Eyes

"You need to go, now. It's not safe," Matt spoke with such urgency that Jungkook and I automatically stood up from our seats, but Mia remained motionless, her inquisitive eyes locked on her uncle.

"I won't leave until you answer my questions, Uncle," she said.

The older male heaved a painful sigh and closed his eyes. "I think it's better to leave such matters untouched, Mia..."

"I think it would hurt more if I asked Dad."

I can understand Matt's frustrations at this point. There were secrets that are better taken to the grave, but knowing Mia, she always gets her way, and it probably is better to tell her than let her go and find answers her way.

"Alright. But, promise me one thing," Matt sighed, his whole presence fading away, his face slowly draining its color. "Never hate your dad."

"I've never held a grudge against anyone, Uncle."

He was in dire need of sleep, his eyes not wanting to open at all. Maybe he simply wanted to avoid his niece's glare, still hoping to evade the sudden confrontation.

"Okay. Before we get trapped into the silky webs of a haunting love story, I want you to know, my dear Mia, that your dad loves you so much. Please, believe me. You are his greatest treasure, and will do everything to protect you."

Mia's weary eyes only grew even more confused, but she nodded nonetheless. It was difficult to read her thoughts at the moment, but I can feel she only needed confirmation because she already have answers.

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3rd person POV

The ride home was silent, only the humming of the engine and occassional clinks from the car keys was discernable.

Mia pretended to have fallen asleep, keeping inside her eyes the purest tears that had been threatening to fall since they have parted with Matt. But once in a while, a drop escapes through those closed lids causing her to rub on her eyes.

"Why me? Why do I possess these "gifts"? I am a nobody..." Mia wondered.

Jungkook concentrated on the road, eager to get both his friends home, safe and sound. But his mind was in chaos, his heart was purturbed by the sudden weigh of responsibility, although he knew for sure he can accomplish it with ease.

"For Yoongi, for everything he's done for me. It's time to repay him. And for Mia, for a debt yet to be paid," Jungkook thought.

Yoongi kept glancing at the girl cuddled with her cat through the rearview mirror. Throughout the night, he fought well to remain calm, but each time that secret after secret were revealed, the flow of events began to make sense, making his heart thump like it's the last time. He was excited of the new discoveries, and frightened at the same time.

"I'll protect you, Mia, no matter what. You're secret is safe with me," Yoongi promised.

Matt thanked the lady owner of the small diner for letting them use the office, left a small envelope on her desk, and stepped out into the cold night. Moving on foot was better than taking a car. It was safer, undetectable. His worries for his beloved niece only grew more, but knowing she has reliable protectors, his heart was somewhat at ease. He could only wish upon the heavens that Yoongi will succeed, seeing how his eyes blazed with fury and pure intentions for his beloved Mia. Matt was confident that Yoongi was right for her. Yoongi will save her. His thoughts were calm, even though he was aware it will be the last time he will see his niece.

"It's time to move, after waiting for so long. For my brother. For Mia." Matt braced himself.

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3rd Person POV

"Do you know their names?"

The person who asked drummed his fingers onto the smooth table top, patiently questioning his former colleague who was now dressed in a gray jumpsuit. The color reminded him of one girl who kept tormenting his tranquil thoughts with those pewter eyes swamped with tears, and doll-like lips trembling as whimpers escaped through them, small cries, pleading, begging for him to stop and let her go.

"No, but I can never forget their faces," the man in gray replied.

The interrogator leaned closer, intentionally squinting his eyes to denote strict seriousness. "Tell me."

"They're from Queen Anne High... A girl with ashen eyes, doll-like features. And a boy with sharp, cat-like eyes."

Satisfied with the night's work, he waved his hand, signalling for the guards to take away the man in gray, his shackles clinking loudly as he was taken roughly by his arms.

"No, no, wait... Am I spared? After all I have done for the company... Please..."

"Of course. We've worked together for a long time. Think of this as a vacation. When the time is right, once your spotlight has subsided, I will personally arrange for your release." He pushed himself up and straightened his suit. He was about to twist his bushy beard but then smiled at his foolishness, clearly forgetting that he was now clean shaven.

"Thank you, Theo. I'm so sorry for the trouble." Crane then followed suit, letting the guards drag him away, back to his tiny cell.

As Theo heard the click of the door locking, a sinister laugh escaped his lips.

"I'm coming for you, my dear Mia... I finally found you..."