🌵🌵Trigger warning chapter describes self harm ..🌵🌵🌵

Arthit opened his eyes slowly.. He thought he was hearing voices in his head again. He has been floating in and out of consciousness. But he will not let go so soon. When he does sleep He keeps on dreaming about Kong and the times they spent together . In his awaken moments , he forces  his mind to think happy thoughts otherwise he will spiral into despair. He wanted to go peacefully not in nightmares.

Arthrit have lost count of the days he has not eaten or drunk anything. At first his grandfather was nonchalant and had left for some meeting abroad. But after coming back the gravity of the situation has hit the old man hard.

But this time ,Arthit knew how to be free. Nothing can deter him from this plan .  His only way out of this hell hole and all the torturous memories of past  that lies within him, is by  going away so far that no one will be able to touch or hurt him again.  His grandfather will never be able to threaten him again with Kongpob s name. Everyone will be safe. His aunt , his mother's sister will be able to stop crying ultimately for him.

"Arthit .. Arthit ...can you hear me..pls listen to me.."
 
Arthit believes he is dreaming still, is that his grandfather speaking so softly to him.

" Arthit you want to study right .. you want to go to the states for that program , I will let you go. "

" Arthit , my baby bro, let us come near you..." Some one else's voice a very familiar voice. But Arthit cannot really focus anymore.

" the doctor is here. Pls Arthit Let him start the drip.. Prem and kongpob are also here. "

Kong approaches the man sitting in the corner slowly. He softly places his hands on Arthrit s sunken cheeks. Arthrit is burning up. Kongs hands feel so cool against Arthit s hot cheeks.. .

Arthrit can  feel someone approaching him, the tears on his hands. The scent so known was permiating inside to his  lost core. A soft but strong hand grabbed his fingers and gives a gentle squeeze.

This familiar touch was his undoing. ... , Arthit this time doesn't resist anymore , he lets the doctor starts the drip. Arthit blood pressure is  very low, his fever is very high. He closes his eyes and stops fighting the darkness.

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Russit jutturapuram in his wildest dream could not  have imagined that his grandson whom he thought as weak and sick could go to such extent to resist him. He refused to eat and drink anything for this past 7 days... Arthit have also stopped taking all his medications. When Mr jutturapuram had called the doctor he didn't let anyone come near him. They were afraid to use force in fear of worsenening his condition.

Suddenly the old man had  felt very empty inside.  He never expected his grandson to be so stubborn and strong willed. When he had gone for the meeting abroad he had received the call from home from Mrs jeha.  

Arthrit had not even touched water in the last five days forget food... That was two days ago. Arthrit s demand was very simple  he wanted his freedom to choose his own path. He had refused everything even threats had no effect on him. He is not going to break his fast unless The great Russit jutturapuram give him back his life.

The doctor has stated clearly that Arthit was slowly and surely going to slip into coma if this went on for few more days. His body was slowly shutting down. But he kept on fighting and kept on resisting all of them. That has shaken the old man's world and put everything into a new perspective. He can't loose this child. He was his only remaining link to his deceased son. His only heir to the jutturapuram empire.

Arthits eyes,  he had suddenly discovered  resembled his late son so much. He couldn't forget their piercing gaze filled with loathe and hate.  He hardly had ever looked at the boy neither have spoken or cared for him .

His wife had died a long time ago , the other relatives were all snakes just waiting for his death.  Mr Russit  had loved his son, he had spoiled him too much, he had even agreed to let him marry that beggar of a girl. He only ever wanted his sons happiness. But his son destroyed everything in his alcoholic rage.

Arthit always have reminded him of his own failure as father. He never wanted to repeat the same  mistakes again. So it was all strictness and punishments for his grand son. He thought the boy will grow out of his weakness, he will become strong and understand the value of legacy of their family..

Arthits stubbornness have fueled his rage of disciplining him more. But he never thought he will face a day when his grand child will choose the path of self destruction. It is a rude wake up call to him. He understood one thing his grandson is not weak infact far from it.

He cannot give Arthit love and care. He is  incapable of it. But he can set him free. And may be then one-day  he will come back to him willingly, and  take the reign of the business empire he has so painstakingly built.

Kong is slowly caressing Arthits hair. When  Mr jutturapuram have called him three days back  he had  thought he was dreaming.  He was worried sick about Arthit from the time he came to know he had not reached states at all.  But not even in his worst nightmare he could have thought Arthrit was kept prisoner in his own house.

When he had reached the mansion with Prem, he thought he was walking into his old nightmare,  his memories from that day when Arthrit collapsed in his condo came flooding back to him .

He was hardly awake , pale , several bleeding spots all over his body but he still kept on pushing everyone and resisting everybody who tried to approach him.

That was three days before...

" Kong.. I feel thirsty."

" Arthrit, you are really a stubborn fool. "

" I had to fight for my independence one last time Kong..what could have possibly gone wrong .." Kong couldn't believe Arthit is joking still.

" How many times are you going to give me hear attack moron?"

" This is the last time I promise.
Do you think the old man is serious about letting me go if not then this is not the last time."

Kong flicked on his forehead.

" Aww that hurts idiot. "

" I will show you real hurt, you will be punished arthrit rojanapat for this life threatening stunt you pulled.  I will make you scream and moan with my punishments. Just wait for it."

" Pervert"

" Your pervert "

" Yuck cheesy. So now what will be our future Kong.. My scholarship , my dreams Kong." He whispered.

" Go ahead Arthit, prove yourself. Prove your grandfather your worth. He understood your stubbornness, but this scholarship and subsequent height you will reach in the academic world will prove your true worth . He need to know his grandson is a fucking genious and a brilliant engineer.

I will finish my studies here. Since Arthit rojanapat will be missing in action  now I am sure to secure the first place . And then we will conquer the world together.. i will take up my dad's business and make it an empire which your grand father will never be able to resist. "

He took a deep breath.." you did your part Arthrit.. you fought for us, fought for your dreams. Fly away..spread your wings.. I will play my part here ..I will wait for you Arthit rojanapat,  no you will be the dashing,

Arthit jutturapuram."

Two years later

" Durian chips are horrible, they smell just like you tootah when you don't take shower" brights comment again started a fight between him and tootah in the bar.

" They are better looking than both of you combined ." Oaks stupid comment only instigated the fight more. Now three of them are  chasing each other.

Kong ,wad,  em,  knot knew better not to intervene. Today they are  meeting after a very long time. ..they have all started work   and they are drinking, relaxing and enjoying the live music after a very hectic week.

Suddenly the stage became dark  And slow drum sound started playing. The music slowly picked up a tempo . All of them are mesmerized with the drum beats ..but the drummer remains in darkness.

When the piece finishes every body starts clapping. Spotlight suddenly lights up the stage .

Tootah almost collapses on bright and oaks jaw  hit the floor. The Drummer wears a black shirt with one too many buttons open showing his pale chest and high collar bone. A thin silver chain adornes the slender neck and a well fitted beige skinny jeans showes off his sexy legs..

The drummer walks slowly like a panther approaching his prey towards kongpob and leanes in ,  looking straight ..eye to eye.. black orbs , mixed with lust and seduction..

" Hello handsome .. any vacancy of drummer in your band right now.."

" Band is dissolved, but my bed is empty and vacant ...now for two years... are you up for it hotbod...."

" Can you handle me jerk, I am not easy.."

" Who wants easy .  But you are not allowed to sleep Tonight nerdy boy ." 

" Who wants to sleep,.....".

His lips touched mine in a passionate frenzy ..taking the night temperature so much higher....

"Arthit rojanapat..or should I say jutturapuram.. you are mine ..forever mine? ..no running away anymore babe.. ."

". The time has come for  forever my night sky..."

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:::  A/n :::: This is the real  end ::
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