Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 3200

Chapter 3200

Go To Hell

Mia was as pale as a ghost, her legs shaking and struggling to keep herself standing upright. She'd never seen such horrendous, bone-chilling fury in her sister's eyes before.

Megan used to always take what she dished out with a sarcastic, calm smile.

"W-What do you want from me? We're on set!" She stumbled backward. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs in a show of intimidation, but her throat closed up and her voice only came out in short gasps.

"What do I want from you?" The light seemed to disappear from Megan's eyes as she stared up at Mia through her eyelashes.

"I want you to die."

There was a collective sharp inhale from everyone in the room. If anything happened to Mia, there was no doubt that Megan would be the first subject because of this very declaration.

Deciding that he couldn't let this go on any further, Jonas hurriedly took ahold of Megan's hand and dragged her out of the dressing room.

"Let go of me!"

He slowed down when they were in a quiet clearing away from other people, where Megan immediately took the chance to shove him away from her.

Her cheeks puffed out angrily, she sat down on the steps in the pathway that led to the clearing. Meanwhile, Jonas stared her down, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Are you still mad at me?"

At first glance, Megan might have appeared to have calmed down, but he could tell from the rough way she was massaging her sore wrists and the murderous aura around her that that was far from the truth. "So what if I am?" she spat.

Jonas' expression darkened even further. "It won't do you any good to act so recklessly. What if something really happens to Mia?"

Is he trying to justify being a pacifist..? Megan rolled her eyes and stood up, a cynical smirk playing on her lips.

"So you want to be the knight in shining armor and save the damsel in distress to get on her good side? I'm warning you, don't get involved in the name of your self-righteous 'justice' if you don't know the whole truth of the situation."

Her airy, casual tone paired with her blunt words made his blood run cold.

"Is that what you think of me?"

Jonas was suddenly discovering a new side of Megan that wasn't just endurant and intelligent, but also surprisingly aggressive and impulsive.

And Mia seemed to be her trigger.

"That's what it felt like to me," Megan huffed, brushing her hair over her shoulder and rolling her eyes. There was a distant look in her eyes as if she wished she was anywhere but here. "But I don't feel anything at all."

Jonas' fists were clenched so tightly that his nails were digging into his palm, suppressing the frustration starting to build up within him. He hadn't felt this angry even when Megan misinterpreted his earlier actions.

He placed his hands firmly on her shoulders and fixed her with an intense stare, a mixture of emotions swimming in the depths of his gaze. "I don't want to hear you say that."

Huh?

She stared back at him, the anger in her heart dissipating and getting replaced by pure confusion. Now that the fog had cleared from her brain, she could think straight and even decipher Jonas' thoughts. "What do you not want to hear?"

It was a simple question that, for some reason, made Jonas do a double-take. His gaze fell to the ground, and Megan started wondering what she said that offended him so much. "Jonas? Where are you? Filming is starting soon!"

A frantic shout interrupted the tense silence between them, successfully snapping Jonas back to reality. He glanced over his shoulder to see his manager dashing towards him. Sneaking another dazed look back at Megan, he wondered if he was dreaming, or she was merely too distant of a dream for him to ever achieve.

He sighed and shook his head, clearing it of all depressing thoughts. With another gentle smile directed at Megan, he said, "It's fine. We can talk about it some other time. Right now, it's time to go to work."