Capítulo 7: Opening Up

Sitting together under a tree, beside a lake in such a beautiful weather. None of us saying a single word. Both staring the stary sky. I don't know what to say. But this silence is also so awkward.

To be honest, in my life I had have a lots of friends but never feel this kind of emotional attachment with anyone. We never spend time alone. Always hangs out in group. So, I don't know how to take initiative to break this silence.

"Nice weather right!"

Can you really read my mind or something? I am noticing this for few times now. Whenever I am in an awkward situation you always help me out. What the hell man!?

"Yes, it is."

"You didn't tell me! What are you doing here alone? And why you didn't went back?"

"I donno!"

"Ahh?"

"I didn't feel like going back! I wanted to stay and see if I can help in anything." "Then why are you sitting here alone?" "Well! I guess, you have a lot of question to ask! Why don't you go back and be with aunt?"

"No, I want to be with you. "

"What?"

Sud's POV:

I am not someone who likes to interfere in anyone personal matter. I am friendly with everyone and can do anything for my friends but that doesn't mean I don't know my limits. And I never cross that line. But donno why, I really really want to know this guy more and more. I want to know everything about him. Why he is attracting me like this? Why I don't want to see this guy sad or trying to conceal his emotions behind this fucking fake smile?

Today, no matter what, I am going to clear everything out. What's his problem? Why he is like this?

"Nothing. I want to say something to you."

"Go ahead!"

"No, not like this! First you will have to agree to something."

"What you want me to do?"

"You will just have to hear me out fully without interfering and give answers honestly."

Aaron's POV:

I am totally confused. I don't want to be close with anyone. I don't want to be hurt again, to be let alone again, I don't want to share my pain and become a gossip, I don't want anyone to be with me for my money. That's why I decided to conceal all of my feelings. Not to share anything with anyone.

But all of this not work a bit, when it comes to Sud. He is gradually breaking all the barriers that I have made. Why he is getting so close to me?

When he asked me he wanted to ask something, I donno what he wants. But, when he talk seriously about it I was not willing to hear.

"And what made you think I will do that?"

I know its so rude of me. But its better then getting hurt again, getting fucked up again. He should stay away from me, for his own betterment.

"Please, I am begging you. It will not be any excessive thing for you."

Oh my God! Why the hell you are talking like that?

"Tell me. What you want to say? I won't react. But I also won't say anything that I don't want to say."

"Sure!"

"Start then!"

Fucking hell! Why am I so excited and at the same time so worried. I bet that awkwardness was better than this. Whatever, I want to hear each and every word clearly and understand them now. So, am goona pay my full attention.

"You know that, I am a talkative, friendly person. Not a serious guy or not even close to that. I am not good at study. I am not good at anything. I am used to live a carefree life, I am always happy that doesn't mean I don't get hurt. I am also a human, I have a heart right?"

"What you want to say?"

"Nothing just want to tell you a story."

"As you saw, my parents or my family is not that much rich. We own a small restaurant in a beach of Thailand. It's nothing compare to your family business you know that."

I was getting annoyed. As he is mentioning my money, which I hate the most. Maybe he understood that—-

"No, don't reply yet!"

Despite my disapproval, I nodded.

"We are not in the same level. I can never think to be qualify as your friend. I am saying this, because I have my reasons."

"What are your reasons?"

I tried my best to conceal my anger!

"When I was 10, I had a friend from my school. I considered him as my best friend and did everything to make him happy. We literally shared everything. But when we turn 15, I was same with him, but he... yeah, one day he came to visit my house and from the second day he was totally a different person. I didn't know, what I did wrong or what was my fault. I tried to talk to him. But he ignored me.

After a weak, one day, on an annual function of our school, I heard him calling my name. He was with 5 boys from our class. I knew he was getting close to them. I noticed that long before that my position is given to them. When he called me, I went to him with lot of hope. He told me to bring him some water. Without thinking anything, I followed his order.

When I came with the water bottle, I heard him telling his new friends that, I am poor, I am not qualified to be his friend or I am just a slave to him. That break my heart.

Hey hey! Don't think I am a gay, or I had any that kind of feelings for him. It's just that I was so much emotionally attached with him. We were friends for damn 5 years man. But he didn't give a shit to our friendship cause I was not as rich as him.

At least, he could have told me directly. But he decided to insult me. I was sad. But I didn't say anything to him, not to my parents. But I started to go less and less to my school as all of the classmates started to tease me. I didn't know how to handle this kind of situation back then. So, I started to bunk my classes. But my teachers reported that to my parents.

Believe me, my parents didn't ask me anything. They just used all of their savings to got me into a new reputed school. I asked them why they did that. My dad told me,

"Son, we are not rich. I knew there was some problem going on between you and your friends. I sense it long before. But wanted you to tell us when you feel comfortable. But you didn't say anything to us. They judged you because of your status. This doesn't mean you cannot move on right? You will have to prove your worth."

I still remembered each and every word that my dad told me that day.

I went to a new school, but I did make the same mistake. I got myself so much emotionally attached with some of my friends. I also had a girlfriend. But, yeah one day she left me saying, I cannot fulfill all her wishes. It's okay! I was not much hurt ig."

I was shocked. A smiling, happy boy can have such a story, I never ever thought about it. I was feeling sad for him. But I didn't wanted to interfere as I knew, if you share such stories with anyone you will feel much better. I never trusted anyone to such extent to share my stories, but he trusted me and I will not break his trust.

"I knew this day was waiting for me, as I already saw her with a wealthy man in such a situation that I don't even cannot say. But I am happy as long as she can be happy. I was just waiting for her to say to me directly. But no she didn't. She still pretended to love me. I indirectly asked her several times. But she was playing with my feelings.

It hurts man. It really hurts.

I also had a group of friends. I helped them always, whenever they asked me, no matter it was day or night, or how difficult the task was. I helped them. But, when I was alone, I was sad or anything like that. They were never there. They never helped me. I had to face everything alone.

Now, I am friend with everyone. But I don't trust them. Yes! I cannot trust them. I talk with everyone, laugh, play but cannot build any emotional attachment."

"I can understand that. You don't n—-"

"But you! You are different. When we first meat, I never thought could even be able to stand you. Please don't mind. I am just being honest. But as day passes by you attracted me, don't ask how! And I don't intend any harm to be clear. I wanted to know you more. I wanted to understand you more.

I decided to have a talk with you after the competition. But all of this happened.

What is your relation with me? We don't literally share any bong, but you are here helping me when I am in a big trouble, when I don't know, from whom should I ask for help? When I was totally clueless.

You helped me. You were always here for me. Supporting me, helping me. I will never forget that. You and Aom, really I can happily give my life for you both.

But, when I came to know you are rich, you are far far far ahead of me, I was afraid, maybe you will also think me as a slave of yours. Maybe I will not have a friend.

You helped my family, you helped my mom to get proper treatment. I can be your slave as well, I don't mind."