"Jane." Minho shook my body lightly. "Wake up before Jorge does and he will cut my fingers off."

I scoffed softly and opened my eyes, looking right into Minho's beautiful pair of brown ones. "Morning."

And then he turned concerned again, face twitching into the emotion. "I'm sorry I-."

"Minho, please just.. shut up." I groaned and removed my arms from Minho's torso. Then I noticed our legs were intertwined, so got those away too.

"Can we talk now?" He spoke hesitant, something I wasn't used to.

"Yeah." I just replied, voice cracking.

Minho got out of bed smoothly and helped me up too, taking my hands in his large ones. Before we left the tent, I looked around.

Jorge lay in the corner, sleeping, but I noticed he was not in a deep sleep. He just lay there casually. Teresa once again looked so beautiful while she slept, and Cyra... Cyra had her mouth wide open with a bag of chips, I wondered where she even got, in her hands.

"Let's go, Shebean." Minho's hand connected with mine again. Together we walked outside, the cool breeze making me shiver.

"Watch out." Minho suddenly said, motioning at thousands of pieces of glass on the ground.

I remembered the sound of Minho breaking glass the previous night. "Did you do that?"

He averted his eyes from mine. "I got angry."

I just nodded and kept walking, noticing how only a few people were already up. It was early enough for the sky to be orange, looking quite beautiful.

"Thomas, get off my bed!" Someone yelled from Minho's tent.

"And remove your feet from my pillow! Gosh, he sleeps like an..."

"A total idiot!"

"I can't even get a good rest when I'm stuck with you Slintheads!"

"And where's Minho?"

"I bet he sneaked in on the girls!"

Minho chuckled lightly and so did I.
"This way." He never let go of my hand as we walked up a mountain. "Are you okay with this, though?"

"It's fine." I couldn't help to blush a bit while following Minho to the top. Once we arrived, Minho sat down on the ground and I did too, admiring the beautiful sight in front of us.

The sky was orange mixed with pink, a warm sun slowly came up, and the smell of freshly baked food entered my nose.

"Jane, can you- uh-." Minho almost started stammering. "Can you tell me what happened? I don't want a misunderstanding."

I nodded fast. "I just.. fell asleep, got a memory, and then it happened again a day later." I summarized.

"And what happened in the memory?" Minho paused and looked at me in worry. "Only tell me what you want to tell." He added.

"I remember telling my mother what my father did, but she wouldn't believe me.." I sniffed and tried to hide the tears in my eyes. It was so hard to talk about. "So she ordered me to go back to my room, where he was waiting for me. And then he- well... you know. And I could feel it like it was real, which it might've been, but like a memory- I'm sorry, it's hard to explain."

"It's okay," Minho assured with a soft voice, but the fire in his eyes said enough. He was angry. Mad. "How could he?" He muttered. "You know you didn't deserve that, right?"

"Yeah." I poorly responded, considering telling Minho about the pub too.

"Was that it?" Minho asked sweetly. He didn't mean it in a bugging way or for me to hurry up but just asked carefully,

"No." I looked down in shame.

"No?" Minho repeated, raising his voice slightly. "What else happened, Jane?"

I cleared my throat, but my voice broke anyways. "At the group that picked me up... I was the only girl and-." I swallowed. "There was this pub and a group of boys.. men, maybe."

Minho scooted closer to me as I talked, listening attentively, but the further I got into the story, how more upsetting it was and more tears filled my eyes.

"They forced me to go in there, drugged me, and started touching." I bit my lip. "And almost every man in there did, and this one guy, Kane was his name, he never stopped. And I didn't know what to do so he just kept touching and- and more until he got stopped by someone."

I didn't know why, but I didn't say a word about Gally. Maybe because it hurt to think about Chuck too... maybe because I thought Minho wouldn't like it. Or both.

"Why didn't you tell me before, Jane?" He turned a bit stern, but his eyes stayed soft.

I swallowed once again, the anxiety of having to tell Minho growing.

"I was scared you guys would assume I thought you were the same." I paused. "And I was ashamed I ever let it happen. I mean, I could've fought them and-."

Minho put his hand on my shoulder, causing me to stop talking.

"It's not your fault," Minho said soothingly. "It really isn't." He paused and seemed thoughtful. "I sound ridiculous."

"You don't sound ridiculous." I chuckled at his worry.

"Yes, I do." Minho corrected sternly. "I have no idea how to comfort someone and every shuck thing I'm saying right now sounds like klunk or doesn't make any sense."

I smiled and glanced at Minho. "You're doing a pretty good job, don't worry."

Minho sighed and was about to reply, but got interrupted.

"Speedy, where the hell are you and what're you doing to Jane? Come back right now!" Jorge screamed from below us.

"Speedy?" I laughed.

Minho sighed and let himself fall backward, so he faced the sky. "I will cut his fingers off."

"Answer me, Kiddo!" Jorge added. "Mi hija, what's that boy doing?"

"Nothing!" I shouted, not bothering to hide my laughs.

"You two come back down here!" Jorge commanded, and so we eventually did. Minho looked at Jorge coldly, who stared back just as sternly.

"You.." Jorge started. "I'm gonna have a little talk with you." He took Minho by the shirt and dragged him away from me, then started arguing while I heard all of it.

"We split into two groups, so that does not mean you get to sleep in ours." Jorge decided. He never took his gaze of Minho, who looked a bit taken aback.

"But-."

"And especially not cuddle!" Jorge interrupted like a dad confronting his daughter's boyfriend. "You're lucky I didn't suffocate you in your sleep."

"She-."

"I don't care, Speedy." Jorge let go of Minho's shirt. "You think I didn't hear your yelling?"

Oh, shit.

Minho's face dropped. "I... I didn't mean to say that! I didn't know! And I apologized, though I know it won't fix anything!" He defended quickly.

"Indeed." Jorge put his hands on his hips. "You better try your best every shuck day to make up what you said there, Kid.. you better."

Minho nodded fast and swallowed before Jorge stomped away. Almost I laughed at the crazy act but liked Jorge for his caring and especially the fact he didn't ask anything else.

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A/N: Yayaya!! We got our ship names made by my awesome friends:

Minho x Jane = Janho

Newt x Jane = Janewt

🥳🥳 What are your predictions for the next chapter? I hope you enjoyed this one!!