A Marriage Contract •Kim x Macau•

chapter 7

Kim's pov

It was 10:03 p.m , I was quite worried now , Macau doesn't usually stays that late outside? Was he staying with them? He told me he would call me but I've called him 3 times already and he didn't pick up , fuck it , I'm going to drive to Vegas's house , I took my keys and drove near to Vegas's house until my eyes spotted someone who was standing in a corner

I rolled my window down , seeing Macau standing there , with his phone , I drove back a little , making my way to his

"Macau"

I said his name , as he looked up , I saw blood , bleeding through his nose and his forehead , he wipe the blood on his forehead

"What the hell happened to you!?"

I asked but he didn't answer as he got inside the car , putting his seatbelt

"Macau , what happened? Did you get attack or something?"

I asked again but there were only silence , I  stopped the car

"What happened to you? You're bleeding heavily"

"Nothing , just drive back , I'm tired"

I drove to the house and parked my car , Macau got off the car and went straight upstairs , I went after him and grabbed his wrist , why wouldn't he tell me anything? Did something happened? His brother nor Pete will ever do anything to him , I narrowed my eyes , seeing his shirt a bit tore , he surely got punched by someone and was thrown on the ground , he tried to get out of my grasp but failed to do so

"Let go of me Kim , I'm asking you politely"

His voice sounded irritated

"What if I don't?"

His sharp eyes , they were lonely , dark with coldness , I saw his leg , he tried to kick me with his knee but I blocked them , seizing both his wrists , I looked at him

"Are you gonna talk?"

I said but he looked away , something happened

"It's not even your business , why do you care?"

I let go of him , I realised that it was really not my business , why did I even got worried? Strange..

He quietly went back to his room , letting the door slammed behind him , I let out a breath , what the hell was even that? I shoved these thoughts away and went to my room , I drank some water and layed on my bed , how boring , it was late , I can't help myself but worry for him , for Macau , how did you end up getting hurt? But also he didn't answer my question , he literally fought with someone for sure

Macau was skillful , only someone who knows his moves can hurt him , I've seen Macau fight and it really shocked me , I couldn't even memories his moves , of course he got some moves just like Vegas but otherwise it's very different , the person who hurt him must've been someone who he knows , a friend or even an enemy , I sat up , why was I caring about his situation? I stood up and went infront of his room , should I knock? Should I check on him?

I opened the door , not seeing him inside , I made my way slowly inside the room , I saw the bathroom door's opened , I stepped forward , my heart dropped when I saw Macau shirtless , scars full behind his back , scars from a long time , these scars won't heal , they seemed to be permanent , it seemed to have been made by whip , getting hit , was I suppose to help him? He didn't noticed me , he just took a shower

Red , the scars , they were a pale red , those scars seemed to have been made a long time ago , did he get tortured? But by who? I doubt Vegas would do some shit like this although I hate him but I know the relationship between them and they're very close , I coughed , he looked up and covered his upper body with the towel , hiding the scars upon seeing me , he was standing there , without moving

"Do you need help with your wounds?"

"Not really"

I nodded , he seemed cold unlike the other days , I stepped back until his voice stopped me , I looked up

"Well , maybe you could help me dress the wound behind my elbow?..I can't see it.."

I nodded , he put on his shirt , going inside the bathroom , not letting me see , I guess it might be because of the wounds in his back , I don't think it's my business to ask , I saw him get out of the bathroom and sat down on the bed , a band-aid on the corner of his mouth , he bought the aid kit with him , I took some cotton and applied some ointment on it , I gently rubbed it against his wound and patch it up

"Thanks"

"Can I ask?"

He looked up , those eyes , they were hiding something within them , something he doesn't want to tell me , I narrowed my eyes

"Just got into a fight"

"With thugs? Or..?"

Macau was and always will be involved in the mafia , it's not easy to get out of this business , it will always follows you , even if you tries to quit , danger will still follow you to death

"Just someone who I used to fight in school , its not that big of a deal"

He said as he layed down on the bed

"Well your wound is"

I narrowed my eyes as I looked at the wound , it was deep , a deep wound

"If you think it's not that big of a deal , then you're weak , I assume you haven't really fought some real gangster"

I smirked , funny thing to tell , he sat up as his expression changed , an ugly and beautiful expression

"I'm not weak"

He stood up infront of me , our face were only an inch apart

"Matter of fact , I saved your poor fucking ass out of a danger"

His lips formed into a grinned , is that how he wants to play?

"I never asked for your help , you budge into my business"

"Wasn't my business but seeing your poor ass getting beaten , I thought you might want some help"

He was getting cocky , I'm interested into those people who are cocky

"Oh really?"

I put my head forward as he backed away

"I remember not asking your help though? You were willing to help me"

He was silent

"Mmh? What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?"

I tilted my head , looking into those sharp eyes , I noticed his ears were red , must be from the cold

"Shut it!"

I giggled , how funny

"Rest , I'm going to bed"

I took my leave and closed the door behind me , I smiled going to my room , laughing like this in a while felt good