Liam's Pov

I have to admit that leaving the others at Hum's bar was worth it because I not only got to dance but I got my money too.

I really did miss going to the club and I missed seeing the others again so I'm glad I was called in.

Mr. Anurak surprised me by side hugging me, he was happy to see me after not being there for a while.

I told him that I quit my job as a bartender after being offered a job that pays a little more. I told him that they don't allow me or my workers (the other bodyguards) to have phones so I can't respond to his messages or calls and that I've left it at my old home.

I told him to just call my phone if he ever needs me and that one of my close friends, Tem, will answer and he'll contact me and tell me if I need to go in. Mr. Anurak understands and says that it's fine.

Tem, obviously, doesn't know my second job as a stripper but he does know how badly I want to keep it and offered to take my calls and inform me when my boss needs me.

I'm lucky to have a friend like him and Jom.

And speaking of said friends, they've been taking really good care of the house.

I knew I made the right choice by letting them live there as well as taking care of it.

Anyways, moving on from that.

Porsche, after hum's bar, started taking things a whole lot more seriously and he's not going to play around.

Not anymore.

That's the spirit. And this is the scene I've been waiting for.

Where he catches everyone off guard and surprises everyone when he starts doing better.

He started doing better. First, he aimed perfectly at the targets in the shooting range. The proud smile on my face boosted his confidence up alot.

Second, it was the underwater test where him and Ken went against each other.

I wasn't able to be there because Tankhun had called me and Pravat to help him with his hair.

But, from what Pete and Pol told me, Porsche did an amazing job and was the first to come back up.

I knew that, but I hate that I couldn't be there in person.

I would've loved to see the annoyance and frustration on Ken's face, especially when Porsche used his own line against him.

But, moving on from that, I truly was proud of my brother.

I hope Kinn and Chan were proud too, especially when looking over his progress.

Although, the one scene I wasn't looking forward to was when Mes would shoot Porsche in the arm and end up dying.

I honestly don't think I can prevent Mes from dying...

Porsche, I can and definitely will save. That's a promise.

But...Mes, I don't think I can do that...

And it sucks because he's a father that just wants the best for his kid, but he's the one that got himself mixed up in this.

And if he hadn't messed with Kinn...maybe this would've have happened...

If he still gets shot and dies...may he rest in peace...

At The House

Arriving at the house so that Kinn could collect the debt was definitely something I wasn't looking forward to.

Considering Mes ends up dying because he tried to shoot my brother.

It's fair to say that I'm going to be more alert when that happens to save my brother from the shot.

I know it wasn't anything serious, his arm was only grazed, but that doesn't stop me from worrying.

Porsche and Chay's lives matter the most to me and I'll be damned if I let anything happen to them.

Honestly, it amazes me that Porsche is the oldest while I'm younger than him by a year.

Considering I'm the one always looking after him and making sure he's safe.

Then again, we all know what my goal is now that I'm in this world.

Anyway, back to the scene...

Porsche and I stood near the door while Pete and Ken had gone to fetch Mes so him and Kinn could discuss the debt.

Porsche and I jumped when Mes, who already had a black eye, was thrown onto the table by Pete and Ken.

Mes groaned before picking his head up to look at Kinn.

Kinn was sitting on the couch, staring at Mes with an expressionless face.

"I know it's my fault. But, I'm really in the red. My kid is still so little" Mes said.

I want to feel bad for him, but he should've thought about his kid before getting himself into this mess.

"You owe me millions. You've embezzled from the company. Those, I can still let them go" Kinn calmly spoke.

I guess money doesn't really matter given his lifestyle.

Kinn leaned forward while Mes cowered back in fear.

"But you selling my secrets...isn't just a rumor, is it?" Kinn asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

Mes didn't say anything, just made a sniffle as he looked down.

"Make him talk" Kinn demanded.

Not giving it a second thought, Ken banged Mes head down against the table while Porsche and I flinched.

I know what happens in this scene, but that's obviously not going to stop me from flinching.

"Please, for the sake of me working with your family for so long" Mes pleaded.

He was crying, bruises were slowly forming on his face, and he tried to escape Ken's hold.

Ken kept a tight hold on him while Kinn sighed and leaned closer to Mes.

"Then you'll know what you'll have to face" Kinn said.

He leaned back and nodded at Pete and Ken.

The two bodyguards nodded and dragged Mes away from the table and shoved him to the ground.

And just like that, the two of them began kicking him, ignoring his groans and yelps of pain.

Porsche pressed his lips together and did his best to ignore what he was hearing, but it was hard.

I tried to drown out the noises and simply played with my necklace, feeling myself calm down ever so slightly.

I remember Jack saying that if something bothers me, if I ever feel uncomfortable, just play with the necklace he gave me and remind myself that he's always there physically or not.

He told me that a few weeks after my parents had died.

I still had difficulty coming to terms that they were gone and never coming back.

I remember feeling uncomfortable at times, out of place, and overall alone because they weren't at my side. They weren't there anymore to make me feel better.

Jack noticed and told me that playing with the necklace, or simply holding onto it, would help.

And, he was right, because it's definitely been helping alot. 

Pete and Ken continued kicking Mes, not stopping, as Kinn watched in slight satisfaction.

Porsche frowned and clenched his eyes shut, turning away from the scene.

I glanced at Kinn and saw him staring at us. Actually, let me rephrase that, he was staring at Porsche with concerned eyes.

He spared me a glance but his eyes were mainly locked on Porsche.

"Pete" Kinn spoke.

Hearing his voice, Pete and Ken stopped kicking Mes and turned to their boss.

Kinn didn't say anything and simply nodded at mine and Porsche's direction.

Pete looked at us, a frown appearing on his face, before he nodded at Ken and walked towards us.

He gestured for us to follow him outside and we did just that.

As soon as we were outside I let out a huge breath I didn't know I had been holding, slowly releasing my necklace.

The second the wind hit my face I let myself relax and all my nerves went away.

Porsche seemed to have relaxed as well. He looked better than how he was inside the house.

Pete and Porsche began smoking. Porsche offered me a cigarette but I declined.

I simply stared up at the sky and watched the smoke from their cigarettes fly upwards.

The comfortable silence we were in was nice, but that was soon broken when Pete spoke up.

"Are you two thinking you made the wrong decision coming here?" Pete asked.

Part of me wants to say no, but the other part of me wants to say.

I'm conflicted.

Should I have stayed? Or did I make the right choice by coming here?

But, remembering what happens in this scene, I don't regret it.

As long as I'm keeping my brother safe, that's all that truly matters.

"He must really have no way out. That's why he's acting stupid" Porsche said.

"Is he going to die?" I asked like I didn't already know the answer.

"This is just a lesson. We're teaching him a lesson" Pete calmly said.

I understand that in the mafia life, teaching someone a lesson is with punches and kicks and sometimes torture.

But, in my world, where everything was normal, teaching someone a lesson was different.

At least in my household.

If I did something bad, my parents would teach me a lesson simply by lecturing me or yelling at me.

But, they never played the disappointment card on me, and they never laid their hands on me.

Their way of teaching me a lesson is by reminding me how life works and how nothing is fair.

I guess that also applies to the mafia life, in some ways.

"I know it very well, that having no way out could really make you do anything" Porsche sighed.

I walked closer to Porsche's side and placed my hand on his arm.

Porsche didn't look at me, he only placed his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to his side.

"Our family used to do informal loan. If we had delay payments, they'd come to teach us a lesson" I explained.

Porsche sighed and nodded his head as he held me tighter, more protectively.

"They would teach us more often than our teachers did" Porsche laughed bitterly.

"And we fucking hate them" I finished.

By them, I'm referring to the stupid loan sharks and fucking Arthee.

Arthee is the reason Porsche and Chay grew up how they did. He's a complete and utter asshole and I hate that he didn't get some punishment in the show.

I'm glad to be here because I got rid of him. 

I got him out of Porsche and Chay's life for good.

"I never thought that we'd be like one of them today" Porsche sighed.

Pete listened to everything he said and he was deep in thought.

He sent us a sad look before tilting his head slightly to the other side.

"When I was little, I used to watch superhero movies with my friends. We fought to be this and that hero..." Pete trailed off.

The smile disappeared within a second and was replaced with a frown.

"Then I grew up and found out that there are no heroes nor villains in this world" Pete finished.

That's true.

One thing my dad has always taught me is that in life, nobody is labeled a hero nor a villain.

He always reminded me that there aren't any heroes nor villains. They're simply just people who make deliberate choices to protect some and defend against others.

It's one of the many reasons I always looked up to him as a kid.

I sighed and snuggled into Porsche's side. He wrapped his arms around me and placed a kiss to my head, rubbing my back softly.

If only Chay were in this hug with us...

Suddenly we heard Mes yelling Kinn's name and that's when I knew that this scene had finally arrived.

Porsche, Pete and I turned around and saw Mes aiming his gun at Kinn.

The three of us ran towards the scene, taking our guns out.

Ken put himself in front of Kinn and aimed his gun at Mes, glaring at him.

Pete stood at Ken's side, his own gun aimed at Mes.

Porsche and I stood together at Ken's other side, but our guns weren't aimed at Mes.

Instead, our arms were held out, trying to stop Mes from pulling the trigger.

"Put the gun down" Porsche said.

"I got no choice. They make me do it!" Mes yelled.

"Who?" I softly asked.

Mes looked shocked at the way I spoke to him, only to shake his head.

"I can't tell you. I just can't. Let me go!" Mes yelled.

His voice cracked the entire time he spoke and he was trying to hold back his tears.

I took a step closer and Porsche quickly followed.

"Sir, please. Just put the gun down. If you do, you can tell us who's making you do this and we promise that we won't shoot you" I softly spoke.

If I can prevent him from pulling the trigger, then I can prevent his death.

And hopefully, he can see his kid this time.

"We promise that we won't do anything to you" Porsche added.

Mes pressed his lips together and glanced between Porsche and I.

He spared Porsche a glance before his eyes locked onto mine. He stared at me, trying to get a read on me.

I stared back at him and the faintest smile appeared on my face, reassuring him that I was telling the truth.

Finally, he made his decision and slowly put the gun down.

I sighed in relief, so did Porsche, as the others seemed to relax.

Unfortunately, the relief and happiness was short-lived.

Mes stared at me with an apologetic look before turning to aim the gun at my brother.

My eyes widened because this time, instead of aiming somewhere below that could hit his knee or arm, he was aiming above.

Dangerously close to his chest...where his heart was located...

"NO!" I screamed out in fear.

I didn't hesitate to shove my brother out of harm's way just as the trigger was pulled.

Kinn's eyes widened and he sprinted towards Porsche and quickly caught him before he could hit the ground.

Good luck for my brother.

Bad luck for me.

The trigger had already been pulled and a scream of pain escaped my lips when I felt it pierce through my arm.

Fortunately, Mes had a bad aim, so it was grazed just like how it was when Porsche had gotten hit.

My hand flew to the place my arm had been shot, or grazed I guess, and I tumbled to the ground.

"LIAM!" Porsche screamed.

Mes's eyes widened while Ken and Pete shot him, anger visible in both their eyes as their teeths were gritted.

Mes let out a few screams as the bullets him before he tumbled to the ground, landing on his back.

I muttered a quiet 'shit' before pushing myself off the floor so that I was sitting, still holding onto my arm.

Porsche didn't hesitate to run towards me, with Kinn following him, as Pete and Ken went to check that Mes was still dead.

Porsche knelt at my side while Kinn knelt at my other side. My brother wrapped his arms around me and scanned me up and down.

"Nong, are you alright? Does it hurt?" Porsche softly asked.

"Liam, are you ok?" Kinn softly asked.

I could barely say anything...

If anything the only things that would come out are whimpers and stutters...

I wasn't able to speak. I could barely move. I was still holding onto my grazed arm while staring at Mes's body.

He's still dead...

He still died...

His kid is now without a father and I hate myself for not being able to change the outcome...

I clenched my eyes shut and buried my face into Porsche's chest, not wanting to look at the scene any longer.

And I didn't want to see the concern looks I was getting from my brother, my boss and my two friends.

It was all just too much...