Capítulo 53: 40: Untrue
PORSCHE
I was behind the steering wheel, driving silently on the highway. The atmosphere was so thick and heavy that I was nothing but uncomfortable. It was like there's an endless surge of negative energy, oozing out from each passenger of my car. Pete was staring blankly out of the window and muttering some sad songs forcing me to turn on the music. Tae was sitting quietly on the side, contemplating. And as for Ché, the bastard wasnaggressively typing on his phone as if he was trying to kill it with his fingers.
"Kim, you fucking bastard! Just try getting on with someone else, I'll pray to the Gods to make your dick shrink and rot!" Ché said in rage. I planned to scold him about his relationship with Kim as well, but this little devil was too preoccupied to even give a damn about his older brother.
"Did that bastard snitched on you?" I casually asked.
"Maybe." Ché replied angrily with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Did you catch him in the act?" Tae asked.
"No."The bastard frowned, with his eyes glaring in fury. It almost made me want to gnaw them out because Ché reminded me of what I did when Kinn and I had a fight. And I can't stand to watch it.
"Huh? Then, how did you know he got someone else?" Bastard Pete piqued.
"I dreamt about it." Ché mumbled, and the entire car almost cursed out loud.
"Wha- what is this dream even all about?" I asked in disbelief. If my eyes weren't busy on the road, I might have rolled them towards my brother.
"I dreamt about him chatting with someone else on LINE. And you know damn well Hiia how accurate my dreams are! That time when I was still a kid, I told our housekeeper some numbers in the lottery, and she almost win!" The bastard shook my shoulders to convince me that everything he said was true.
"Mon? Isn't that the cartoon character Doraemon? Khun Kim must have watched too many cartoons, that's why he muttered that name." Pete tried to console Ché up, but dang it didn't work a bit.
"Huh? All he does was play games, fix cars, and play guitar. And after that, he'll just slump back on his bed to sleep. How could he even get time to watch cartoons P'Pete? Tell me!" Ché ranted.
"Come on. Kim might not be as bad as you think." Tae said.
"How can you be so sure Phi? P'Kinn was a playboy too. And they came out of the same tree." Ché said and instinctively glanced in the mirror to look at me.
He then realized that he has said something he shouldn't and began to avert my gaze. Tae probably felt the tension, so he started to change the subject.
"Well. If you ask me, no one is more promiscuous than that jerk, Time." Tae jokingly said, but I know it was half-meant.
"You're exaggerating, Phi." Ché said after a minute of silence.
It seems like Porsché is also aware of what's going on between Tae and Time.
When the hell did my brother become so updated? Should I be scared now? He knows things better than I do.
"Name it. I've already seen everything." Tae said with a smile. But that smile was so faint, I can see through it.
"What do you mean by that Phi?"
Damn! I wanna slap my brother's mouth to shut him up! Insensitive bastard.
"I caught him on the act. Not just once, and it already became his habit. On those years that we're together, none came out peacefully. And I have a feeling that It'll be the same this year. Damn." He said exhaustedly, holding his temples.
"Then, why don't you just give up on him?"
"I know this may sound stupid. But what can I do? I love him." Tae said before turning to the other side, "It is true that when you really love someone, you won't be able to think properly. You'll end up doing stupid things, and even forgive them countless of times just to keep them with you." He added with a dry smile masked on his face.
"You must really love him a lot." Ché said blankly, and the whole car turned silent.
"He might have hurt me countless times but believe me, if you really love each other, you'll be able to bear it." Tae said and paused. "And if you're walking in my shoes, you'll forgive Kim and Kinn as well, right?" The bastard added, looking directly at my reflection in the mirror.
"Hell no!" I immediately replied.
"Oh, come on Porsche. How many times have you said that and still swallow your own pride?" Tae teased.
"Swallow my own pride my ass! If it's wrong, then it's wrong! And when the fuck did Kinn cheat on me again huh? Tell me!!" Damn you Tae! Now I can't stop overthinking again.
"No, no."
Tae quickly waved his hand on my face. "I'm just saying it as an example. But if Kinn does it again, I'm definitely on your side." He added.
"What do you mean? Kinn is your friend. You should take his side." I said in irritation. Damn, I wanna make a U-turn to the house now to slap that Kinn face.
"Nope. I don't side with the bad guys, most especially cheaters. I totally hate it when they do shits behind my back as if I won't be able to notice it myself. I'm definitely on your side on this."
Tae reached out on my shoulders and gave them a light tap.
"So, it's true that Kinn has someone else!?" I growled instinctively.
"I already told you, Porsche. It was just an example. Kinn isn't snitching on you. If there is someone cheating right now, that'll definitely be Time. Is that clear?" Tae reiterated, but it seems like my ear only got a filter for the word cheat.
"Kim too!" Ché suddenly muttered.
Tae insisted that it was just a theoretical story, but why does my heart itch a bit? Why the fuck do I get flustered so easily?
Along the way, Tae kept on convincing me that Kinn wasn't doing shit behind my back. He also said that it's probably because I love Kinn way too much that I kept on deluding. Damn! I would prefer him cheating on me than accepting the fact that I love him or maybe not. Fuck! This is way too stressful.
We reached the mall, and immediately found a place to park. Everyone took off the car and went straight to the mall.
"What should we eat?" Tae said, turning his gaze around from left and right.
On the other hand, Ché was clutching Pete's arm. I couldn't help but sigh as the latter seemed dizzy out of nowhere. I then made my way to Pete and whispered in his ear.
"Follow me after this. We still need to talk."
"What're you going to eat, Hiia?" My brother suddenly asked.
"Any will do. Just choose whatever you want." I said, a bit irritated.
"Are you going to pay?" The bastard asked, and I can see the sparkle in his eyes.
"Yeah! Yeah!"
As if you got some money to pay for your own food. I took initiative on feeding these hungry bastards, but except Tae. The shit was on his suit, and clearly, he can buy anything he wants on his own.
"Porsche! Been a long time!" Tem immediately runs towards us to greet me, along with Jom and some other unfamiliar faces.
"We just got here." I replied shortly.
Damn! Have I gone away long enough that these bastards already made new friends? I mean we do share the same faculty, but I don't know any of them.
"Hello Pete, and P'Tae." Tem cheerfully said, but when his gaze landed on Tae, his smile faded. As if he saw a ghost.
"You're not with P'Time, P'Tae?" Jom asked, and Tae immediately frowned.
"Do we always need to be together?" Tae said dismissively.
"Oh! N-no! I just asked. I'm just not used to you being alone, that's all." Jom replied, a little shaky. Tae gave Jom a look before turning to me in annoyanc.
"So where are we gonna eat?"
"Uhmh, I'm with my classmates and after this, we'll go straight back to the club. So, we're just gonna sit on a different table." Tem said and I was about to nod in reply, but Pete's voice intervened.
"Why sit separately? Join us! The more the merrier." The latter said, and I immediately frowned at him.
I was about to grab Pete, but the bastard grinned at me, paced towards me, and whispered something in my ear.
"Come on Porsche. Help me on this." Pete murmured, nudging his head towards the pretty girl with an innocent face, smiling sweetly behind Tem.
"But-" I was about to say no, but on the second thought, I'll just let him be. If this will help him feel better, then I'll just go with it. Saves me the trouble of finding someone for him.
"Na, Porsche? Let them sit with us." Whispered by the bastard who was wagging his tails on me. Dang do I have a choice?
"Uhmh, alright. Let's share a table in that restaurant." I pointed to the Korean resto located at my left. Tae and Ché immediately followed and checked the menu.
We took a long table for us to fit in, as the ambiance get filled with loud chats and laughter. On the other hand, Tae and Ché kept on cursing, absolutely trashing Time and Kim.
"Hi. I'm Pete." My bastard of a friend went on the move to the Dao of my group. This shithead really is trying. I'm not one hundred percent aware on what the hell is he up to, but if that's the way he can forget about Vegas, then better let the bastard be.
"I'm Praew." The lady answered, giving Pete a charming smile.
"You guys can order what you want. Porsche's treat." Pete said, before handing the menu to Praew. This bastard really is gonna get me in trouble.
"I'll just go to the restroom for a sec."
I got up and made my way to the restroom. Looks like I won't be able to talk to Pete right now 'coz that bastard will definitely be occupied. Fuck! We went out to talk but ended up doing the opposite. Should I ask Arm and Pol instead? But I'm afraid that they can't answer me properly. Damn what a hassle!
As I was unbuttoning my pants and taking care of my personal affairs in the cubicle, my mind couldn't stop thinking about what to do next.
Should I just tell Jom the whole thing? Or ask Ché to interrogate Kim? But that little devil is too young, he'll just end up being interrogated himself.
"There you are!"
My pants almost got wet with my piss when Pete suddenly emerged to my side.
"What the fuck! Pete!" I shouted in irritation.
"I think I like Praew." Pete immediately muttered.
Wait, what!?
"You've just met her!" I snapped in disbelief.
"So what? You don't have to know someone for a long time to say that you love them, right?" The bastard said, before gently shaking my arm.
"Doesn't have to know for a long time my ass!" I yelled, swatting those filthy hands of his.
"Sorry." Pete said while grinning." Ah! You promised you'll help me find a wife and help me court Praew. I wanna marry her."
"Wait a damn minute, Pete! Are you insane? You guys just met for less than an hour and you already wanna marry her?"
"You promised me, Porsche. So, you have to help me. And besides, I won't ask for it for free. I'll help you with your investigation too."
I was about to curse at him, but the bastard whistled and walked away.
"Hey! Pete! Hold on! Damn this bastard is desperate. Wait for me!" I zipped my pants up and let out a long sigh.
I just wish Praew will treat you right Pete, 'coz if she made you cry. I'll fucking let you drown on your own tears!
I stood in front of the bathroom sink, washing my hands. My mind was filled with thoughts of how to squeeze out the truth from the main family and also how the fuck am I gonna help Pete to court Praew.
Well, she's interested in Pete, I guess? She won't entertain him if she's not, right? Fuck it! I'll just ask Tem for help if it didn't go well on my side.
I was preoccupied with thoughts when suddenly the door of the bathroom opened. My eyes immediately looked up at the reflection in the mirror, and when I realized who was the person, my eyes widened in shock.
"Vegas!" I muttered as I feel my blood surge up to my temple. I rolled up my sleeves and the impulse of hitting him right on his face was really tempting.
"Porsche." The bastard muttered my name with a sullen face. And I only raised my eyebrow at him.
I'm on my stance, ready if this bastard lunged towards me.
"Can I talk to you?" He suddenly asked out of topic. But I didn't answer.
I only stared at him with hatred as I tried to suppress my raging anger. Vegas, which was once so sly and confident, has now become shabby.
He then walked towards me, and I was ready to take him on, but I was caught off guard by his query.
"Porsche, can you say no to helping Pete with that woman?" He stated it with the most desperate tone imaginable.
I furrowed my brows in response to his request and the fist that was ready to strike him in the face hung in the air.
"W-what? What the hell do you mean by that!?" I clenched my hand once more and grabbed Vegas by the collar.
"Can you, please, do not help Pete to get that woman?" Vegas begged. And I was completely puzzled.
What on earth do you mean by that Vegas? Do you really enjoy seeing my friend suffer!? Don't you have other things to do!? Were you fucking bored or something!? Wait the fuck up. Do you fucking feel the same as Pete?
"Please, don't help him. I beg you." Vegas' trembling voice took me out of my trance. It was as if his life depended on that single request.
I thought he only enjoyed seeing Pete suffer, but after the scene today, I guess I was wrong.
"Why the fuck do you have to ask me!?" As I tried to coax the truth out of Vegas, I felt like I was treading on eggshells. I don't know if he's just messing with me, or if he really liked Pete.
"Because I love him." Vegas said, and I was stunned.
What?
"Porsche. Please, I'm begging you." Vegas stared at me directly in the eye.
"I don't fucking understand you."
"Please Porsche, I love him. And I can't live without him. Please, help me." Vegas begged once more. I could see the shadow of tears seeping out of the reddened rim of his eyes.
"You've gotta be kidding me." I scoffed.
Don't take me as a fool now, Vegas. I have trusted you before, but I know how to play your game now. Who knows if you just wanted to use to recapture Pete and torture him again.
"Believe me, Porsche. I won't cause any harm to him. I just wanted him back." Vegas bit his lip and took a fistful of his hair. He was anxious, uneasy, and desperate.
"Enough with the fuckery, Vegas! Even if you really do love Pete or not. I won't help you! Now get lost! Before I beat the shit out of you!" I yelled at him, trying my best to suppress my anger.
"You want to hit my face? Go ahead! Hit me as many as you want. Just please, help me."
"You really are testing my patience, Vegas." I gripped my fist tightly and was about to lunge on Vegas, however, the jerk stopped me in my tracks.
"Just promise me that if you hit me. You won't help Pete on that girl."
"Why? Why don't you just leave him alone and let him be happy!?" I screamed.
"I know I hurt him, and I regretted what I did. I just want him beside me but- I still chose to let him escape."
"You let him escape?" I narrowed my eyes at his statement. I was shock.
"It's a long-long story." He obviously wanted to avoid the topic.
"I've had enough of these shits." I replied. Completely done with his shits.
"But I promise. It's true. And I can help you find answers too if you want." Vegas said to me that I immediately turned to him.
"What do you mean? Help me with what?" I asked in confusion.
"I heard that you wanted to know something from the main family's past. I can help you with that."
"What the hell did you want from me?" I asked sternly this time. He is clearly playing with me.
"Nothing. Just help me with Pete, and I'll do anything to help you too."
"I don't fucking need your help," I turned and was about to leave.
"I heard from Big that you were forced to work as a bodyguard of the main family because your uncle used your house as collateral for his debts."
I immediately turned back to face Vegas.
"But that house is entitled to you. So, you clearly own the place. The thing is, are you aware that when you reached the right age, you won't need any guardian and that property will automatically be yours?" The bastard said seriously.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Do you think after all the years that the Main family stayed on this business, are you sure they are not aware of that fact?" His face, which looked sullen earlier, suddenly turned back to his old cunning self.
"So, you mean to say is that they knew about this afterall?" I'm finally understanding what Vegas meant.
"And they still threatened you that they'll take it if you don't work for them, right?" Vegas said, and I only looked at him in reply. I am speechless because he is right.
"You may find it hard to believe. But I can tell you whatever you want to know. If you just agree to help me, Porsche."
"Kinn won't lie to me about that." I glared at him.
"I can take you to the old bodyguard that they fired, and still alive if you want. You still wanna know more about that main family's background, right?"
Vegas walked past my shoulder to wash his hands. My gaze never left him, as I try to reorganize my thoughts.
Should I believe him?
"What the fuck do you want!?"
"I've already told you, Porsche. Just help me with Pete. And you'll get your answers." Vegas took a piece of tissue to wipe off his hands and gave me a cunning look.
"Damn you, Vegas!"I whispered.
"You don't need to give me an answer now. But if you changed your mind, you can just call me." He patted my shoulder before turning around to walk away.
Damn this is all fucked up!
He came to me begging about Pete, then suddenly opening up the topic about the deed of our house. I didn't give it much thought that time because I was too busy trying to pay up my uncle's debts and leave the main house as soon as possible. Then the threats happened, then Kinn, and the rest is history. Until now, I have not thought about the deed of the house.
Fuck! I just wanted answers, but with the mere thought of knowing the trickery that happened at the same time, I think I will lose my shit.
After washing my hands, I took a fistful of water and let it hit my face. Before turning back to the table with my friends. I then sat beside Pete, and the bastard immediately gave me a curious look.
"What took you so long? Come eat." Pete said with his mouth full of rice. I then stared at him in suspicion, as my head got filled with questions, I badly wanted some answers.
"What's wrong, Porsche?" Pete asked me worriedly.
"Nothing."
"Do you wanna go home? Or does your stomach hurts?" Jom butted in.
"Let's just finish this and go back." I replied.
"Huh? But I wanted to see a movie, and everyone already agreed." Pete said, and I squinted my eyes towards him because I know his purpose.
"Then I'll go home. Y'all can stay."
"You have to stay too." Pete gently shook my arm.
"Did you ask for Kinn's permission? That bastard gave me 3 hours at the most." I said Kinn's name and Pete gave up right away, a frown plastered on his face.
"Damn man! I thought you'll help me?" Pete muttered, before turning back to what he was eating.
I didn't give him so much attention because my head was swirling with questions about our house deed. Am I tricked by the main family? I still couldn't believe that Khun Korn could do it to me. And most of all, I don't believe Kinn would keep this information from me. I mean, I should have known it, but since I'm naive about these things, it's only normal that they tell me.
After the dinner, everyone agreed to go home, and the plan of my slick friend, Pete had failed. Tae and Ché sat at the back seat, immediately falling asleep after they ate. Pete was on cloud nine as he blabbers about Praew the whole ride. This may be out of context but, why do I feel that he's just pretending? The first time I saw him, he was all gloomy, and now he suddenly wanted to have a girlfriend.
Did he already move on that fast? Or he's just trying to distract himself from the fact that he liked Vegas? Does he like Vegas? Or is it just Vegas liking Pete?
Added to that was the fact that Vegas told me. Did he really let Pete escape? Or Pete run away by himself? Damn! It's all messed up!
I was busy driving when suddenly Pete exclaimed. "Praew replied to my line!"
Ahh. I did see them exchanging lines a while ago.
"Pete, can I ask you a question?" I said.
"Umh?" Pete replied with eyes still glued on his phone screen.
"How did you get out of Vegas' house?"
I've wanting to ask him about this, I'm just afraid that he still wouldn't be able to handle it if I did. But now, I think it's time. Pete suddenly halted his actions, before looking at me straight in the eyes.
"I've been meaning to ask you. I just wanted to know." I added.
"I- ran away." He replied a little.
"Then what about Vegas' bodyguards? Did they let you out that easily?" I tried to be casual as possible, but I still glanced periodically at him to check his reactions.
The bastard only sighed, took down his phone, and looked outside the car window. "Do you really want to know?" he added.
"I won't force you if you don't want to." I said with concern voicd. I know that caused him trauma and reopening the topic will only mean he could be triggered and experience the same pain again.
"He let me escape." Pete answered.
"But your wrist- didn't he tie you up?" I asked when I got a better look at the bruise marks on Pete's wrist.
"He did. But he removed those after." Pete said indifferently, and I felt a huge block on my throat, as if I wanted to know more about what happened, but I'm afraid I might dig on something I shouldn't be digging.
"Probably not because you said that it hurts, right?" I said, as I tried to figure out if Vegas' feelings were true. And if making a deal with him will help in my problems.
Pete stared at me before answering, "He took them off because I told him that if he won't let me go, I'll die there." He said in a trembling voice.
Pete then shut his eyes after and slumped his head on the side. I may have caused him to remember about the past, and I really felt sorry for him, but it only reinforces what Vegas has told me. That bastard really does have feelings for Pete.
But if I didn't ask him about it, I wouldn't know if I can trust Vegas even a little bit.
We reached the main gate of the house and I immediately headed for the garage.
"Are you okay?" I asked Pete, who was holding his temples tightly.
"Just a slight headache. Vegas must have imprisoned me a long time that a bit of sun and wind turns me off." Pete said jokingly, and I sighed in relief. At least my friend is doing some progress.
"You can go back now and rest." I told him.
"Sorry. I couldn't help you today."
"It's fine. It's crowded too, so we can't really talk privately. Maybe next time." I said and Pete nodded. I then turned to my younger brother and Tae to wake him up. They looked so calm as if they weren't in fights with their partners a while ago.
We made our way to the porch of the house and Arm immediately took hold of Pete's arm when he saw him.
"What happened to him?" Arm said.
"His head hurts." I simply said.
"Khun Thankhun was also looking for you. We'll just give him this." Arm said before handing the tray of snacks to Pol and hurriedly supporting Pete.
"Then let's see Khun first." Pete replied.
"No, you don't have to. We'll just say that you got a headache. Just go take some medicine and rest." Arm sternly said before leading Pete to his room.
Pol then was left out and stared at me.
"What the fuck do you want Pol?" I asked the bastard.
"If you know what I felt for you, would you love me the same too? I've been watching and listening to you, as a friend, but I just wanted to tell the whole world that I love you!" Pol sang a song, and I don't know why the fuck did he do that. But it was so irritating that I had to stop him up.
"Shut it, Pol." I said, but immediately after it picked my interest. "What do you mean by that?"
Pol let out a scoff before shrugging. Pretending as if it was nothing.
"Damn it! Pol! If you won't tell me anything, just shut the hell up!" I snapped and the bastard only whistled walking upstairs to Thankhun's room.
Why did he sing a song like that? Wait! Was he thinking that I like Pete? And I'm jealous of Arm helping him? The hell dude! I did blame myself when Pete went all dead and I talked to Arm about it. But it doesn't mean I'll like him to that extent! Fuck! This is all your fault Vegas! You've done something on Pete and now he's like a beacon of love interest.
I sighed heavily and glanced towards Ché and Tae who's now sleeping on the sofa. Damn these bastards got it good.
"You're back?"
Kinn raised his head from slumping down his desk. He walked towards me and gave me a hug when I reached his table.
"What were you doing?"
I asked him, Kinn, on the other hand, was too preoccupied with holding me warmly before resuming his seat and allowing me to straddle on his lap.
"Just checking some orders," He said, leaning into my neck, "I miss you."
"Is there anything I can help you with?" I gently stroke Kinn's head.
"Anything?" Kinn looked up to me with a cunning smile on his face.
"Anything about work of course." I said seriously.
"Ah! I thought you said anything." Kinn sulked for a bit. Before his hands made their way to my hip.
"Shit, Kinn!" I slapped Kinn's hands away,
"Where the hell did your friend go by the way?" I asked because I didn't see Time in the room.
"Playing at Kim's room." He replied.
"Oh." I replied, before gently ruffling Kinn's hair, and letting him rest on my chest.
What Vegas said to me a while ago is still stuck in my thoughts. But at the same time, I wish that he was just lying.
"Why are you so silent today? Something in your mind?" Kinn pulled away and looked at me.
"What do you mean by that, am I always loud?" I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Well, you always refuse to be formal. And got a bad temper." Kinn jokingly said.
"And?" I smiled and moved my hands to Kinn's cheeks.
"You always scold me, and you refuse to follow my orders. But I'm okay with it."Kinn took my hand to his and rained small kisses up to my palm.
"Good. You should be." I said, before turning to Kinn again,
"I've always followed your orders since day one. Did I miss anything?" I asked.
"A lot." Kinn looked at me with those hungry eyes of his, as my fingers rested on his lips.
"Do you still remember the first time I got here?" I laughed a bit at just the thought of it.
"You were a pain in the ass. You set my room on fire and even killed Khun's fishes." He said in between chuckles.
"Well, I didn't know how to use a coffee machine, and also didn't know he got fishes in there." I softly said, moving in a bit closer to Kinn's face.
"You're so stubborn, head-strong." Kinn said and leaned forward to kiss my lips lightly.
"What do you feel for me then?" I leaned into him, with my nose touching his, and we gazed at each other's eyes like it was the first time.
"You were a pain in the ass that I wanted to kill you several times." Kinn's voice turned hoarse, pressing his face down on the crook of my neck, immediately sending shivers to my thighs.
"So why didn't you killed me?" I gasped, gently stroking Kinn's nape.
"You already killed me first." His lips began to nibble my neck.
"Ughh- but how..."
"You made me love you so much, I'm turning mad to death."
"Hmm."
I took a fist full of his hair and pulled his head away from my neck. I then held the nook of his neck with one hand and his cheeks on the other. He stared at me deeply, as I softly press the tips of my nose on his lower lip.
"Why do you love me so much?" I asked in a hoarse voice, as I felt Kinn's hand slip under my shirt, slowly circling his fingers on my chest.
"Because it's you."
Kinn moved his face to meet mine and pressed a soft kiss on my lip. His gaze never left my face while he slowly licked his lower lip with his wet tongue.
"Since when did you love me?" I asked in a raspy voice.
I am already trembling to his every touch, and I can feel the tight tension down between my thighs. Kinn then grazed his finger on my lip, before pulling me in for a deep kiss. He was trying to be gentle, but I can feel his hunger by occasionally biting my lower lip. We exchanged deep kisses as our tongues mingled with each other like the first time.
My body began to heat up, as I began to get succumbed by the raging desire. I was all lost to Kinn's touch when suddenly a knock from the door took me out of my trance.
Kinn and I immediately pulled away from each other when I heard the door open. I stood up from where we're sitting, and hurriedly fixed my clothes. And when I saw who came in, my mouth dropped.
"Khun Kinn, Khun Korn wanted you to know that you'll have a meeting with the new bodyguards at 8 pm. After that, P'Chan immediately closed the door and left.
Fuck! What the hell are you doing Porsch!??
"Do you think P'Chan will tell Pa?" I asked, but Kinn was busy sulking and all.
"Huh? No? Now come on. Hurry up." Kinn turned around with a cunning smile and tried to grab my waist.
"What? No! I'm not in the mood anymore!" This bastard really is a horndog.
"Damn it. Why do you really have to come right on time P'Chan?" Kinn muttered with regret, before making his way to the table and picking up some folders.
"Where are you going?" I said on pique.
"I'll go talk to Pa before the meeting starts. I'll see you later." Kinn reached out to ruffle my hair and gave me a light kiss on the forehead.
"Hmm? I wanna go to the meeting too." I said, and Kinn immediately stopped on his steps.
"You don't have to. Just stay here and rest." Kinn said, his face tense.
"Why not?" I asked suspiciously.
I just stared at Kinn for a while, and no one said anything. Then eventually the thought about what Vegas has told me kicks in and I began to question Kinn's honesty again.
What the fuck are you hiding from me Kinn?
"Nothing. It's just that, you're not my bodyguard anymore so you don't have to tire yourself out about this." Kinn said, before heading towards the door.
"Is there something that I still don't know?" I stared directly at Kinn's back. He stopped walking and looked back at me.
"It's not like that. I just don't want to cause you any trouble."
"Cause me any trouble? Or you don't want me to know about what you're keeping hidden from me?" I pressed, and Kinn's eyes began to look confused.
"I'm just worried about you. What are you saying?" He replied shortly.
"No, you're not! You're afraid that I might learn about your family's secret."
I began to tremble, as the mixture of built-up curiosity and annoyance swam in my chest.
"Secret? What secret?" Kinn furrowed his brows, giving me a confused look.
"You never told me that you got problems about the second family, and I had to press you about it just to spill the beans out. And even about Big, you kept on dodging that I had to push you to the corner just to know. So tell me Kinn. Is there still something I didn't know?"
"I already told you everything, Porsche." Kinn replied.
"Then what about Khun Kan and Vegas? What're your problems with them?"
"Corruption."
"I don't believe it!"
"Porsche, please. Calm down. What are you saying?"
Kinn tried to walk towards me, but I pushed him back.
"You always act like I'm an outsider when it comes to this matter! As if I'm completely unaware of everything!" I bawled in anger.
Looking back, he only trusted me about something superficial. Like documents of transactions, and even properties. But if it's something deeper that involves the main family, I was always left out.
Does he really trust me? Or was it all just empty words again just to appease me? Shall I believe Kinn?
"It's not like that, Porsche. I told you, I can handle it by myself."
"If you can handle it, then why am I still here? I fucking know that you have to deal with loads of shit on your own but you have me. I just wanted to share the baggage that you are carrying. I want to know what happened to your day, or what made you feel stressed so I can at least help you. But when it comes to matters with your family, it was like I'm not even existing." I blurted out everything that has been piling up inside my head.
"H-hey."
"You think I'm stupid don't you Kinn? Just some random student who gives you headaches every day. Am I?"
"Porsche, that's not true. You are getting irrational." He said sternly.
"So, tell me! What is it that you can't seem to leave the second family alone!?"
I'm completely losing my shit here, but Kinn seems unfazed at all. I don't even know why I am bringing up the second family's matters. Maybe I just want to test how much information will he entrust me with. Damn it.
"It's been a problem since my dad's generation..."
"Then why did you tell me that I shouldn't trust Vegas? What's up with you and him?"
"It's because-" Kinn pursed his lip tightly, as if he was trying to suppress what he was about to say.
"It's about me, right?" I asked, breathlessly.
I was hoping Kinn would deny my query, but the bastard only gazed at me with pleading eyes.
"What is it Kinn!? What is it about me that you can't tell!?" My voice grew louder and louder.
I realized what they really are after. They are after my family's land. I don't understand why, but it all makes sense now. From letting my uncle get buried with debts, to forcing me to work for them. It's all a trick! A cheat. He is keeping something from me, and my guts are telling me it is about me and my past.
"Do I look like a fool to you, Kinn?!" I paced towards him and grabbed Kinn's collar. "Answer me!"
Kinn was so lost, that the only thing he could do was shut his eyes and mutter my name. "Porsche."
"I'm just really a fool in your eyes, am I Kinn?" I asked again, and Kinn immediately reached over to my shoulders to calm me down.
"No. Of course not, Porsche." He said warily.
I kept looking into his eyes, but he was so distracted as if he was on another dimension far away from me. My breathing grew heavy, and I slowly took a deep breath before laying down the last blow.
"Then let me ask you, why am I still here?"
"Porsche, calm down." Kinn tried to comfort me. But my thoughts were focused on my question.
"Was it because of my house deed?"
I dropped the bomb and bit my lip tightly. My eyes were on the verge of tears as I tried to pry out the truth. Kinn froze, and only stared at me.
The stupefied gaze, the gaped mouth, and the silence that followed after, only broke my heart in pieces. It felt like a thousand knives stabbed me from the back. I still don't understand why, but it is clear that Kinn had me fooled all this time.
"I knew it." I said slowly.
And immediately after, my tears fell, as all of my piled-up emotions and frustrations burst out all at the same time. I only asked one thing from Kinn, to be honest with me. And I trusted him foolishly trusted Kinn. I believed everything that he told me. Then to be betrayed like this.
What should I do now? That I have depended my whole life on Kinn?
But Vegas was right. Kinn was the most cunning one of them all.
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