Save Me Break Me || MYG

The Memories Sixty Six - Slow Paced

"What do you mean?" I asked, as Jungkook leaned closer to hear better. Mia slept peacefully in the backseat with fat Migi, exhausted from tonight's activities, giving us a chance to chat a little longer with Matt.

"Mia is quite special."

"Well, yes, she is. She has special skills in tripping herself with her own foot," Jungkook remarked sarcastically, making me nudge at his ribs with my elbow.

Matt chortled, "You are one funny boy. If I had a daughter, I'd keep her away from you." The younger boy scratched his head from the shame he brought upon himself. "Let me give a hint: no gunshot wound heals fully in a span of only four days."

My hand automatically touched where Crane's bullet hit me, and looked incredulously at Matt, who folded his arms across his chest, his eyes alight with pride.

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I hid my entire head purposefully inside my backpack just to have a little peace of mind from the chattering and clattering in the school cafeteria, but Jungkook wasn't helping as he kept tugging it away from my face, convincing me for the hundredth time that he needed me for tonight's mission.

"Jungkook, for the last time, stay out of this. You've already done enough. And I don't want Auntie Jeon to come bludgeoning me with her rolling pin if something bad happens to you."

He clicked his tongue in annoyance, almost spitting out the masticated chicken that was rolling inside his mouth. "Oh g'mom, pwease. 'Oongi, thi-k of i- as a b-mirthdi mresen' 'or me, goo- 'or a myf'time."

"NO. And stop talking with your mouth full."

I had the urge to knock him out cold, but honestly I do need another pair of reliable hands for tonight. Let's just say there are times when I'm not the most patient, and Jungkook somehow knows me best when it comes to controlling unreasonable outbursts so as not to blow our cover. I don't know how I'll react once I put a face to this bastard Theo.

One by one, the others came filling up seats on our usual place at the cafeteria, all eager to hear about last night's happenings. Everybody was surprised to learn that Butternut was Mia's uncle Matt, his intentions and his connections with the company. The perilous mission Matt grudgingly agreed for us to take part in accidentally slipped from his own mouth, and clearly he was regretting it.

Yes, Jungkook doesn't want to share the fun.

Mia, however, was quiet all morning, with just occasional nods and weak smiles. She was back to her akward self, her sad self, her vulnerable self.

Who wouldn't?

Who wouldn't be saddened to find out why your father had to hide you from the world and risk his own life to protect you, even give up his esteemed profession he so long cared for, letting it wilt away and not fight for his rights as a noble businessman, for as long as you are kept safe? Why he had to force your mother to cut ties with her own family because of their preposterous traditions and incestuous marriages, and the shameless intent to use you only for their gain?

Trace must've suffered from the pressure as well, making leave his own mother, saying he'd rather take a bullet to the head than be forced by their elders to marry his first cousin Mia, not because he doesn't like her, but because it was against his values as a human being.

Who wouldn't blame one's self for simply exisiting, only to be aggravated by the fact that your parents were never meant to be married, let alone be friends nor be acquainted due to your mother's family traditions that are strictly followed because of the "sacred blood" that must stay within the family, thus causing the said union to be cursed, therefore having the innocent child born only to live a cursed life, a life filled with hardships?