Beside You - RamKing

Chapter 21

His eyes widened in surprise and the young man could feel cold shivers running through his body. What happened to him... Ram's father did all of that? 

"Why I did it?" The old man chuckled and spit at the other, leaning back in the chair  and turning the gun slightly. He was definitely enjoying this moment. 

"I was sure you would just give Ram up if enough pain was inflicted on you. But well... I was positively surprised young man. Even if you're a bastard, at least you have some will in yourself. Such a shame... that you won't have it that long anymore."

King gulped,  looking over his shoulders nervously to see if there was any way to escape. The torturer was somewhere behind him and well... Ram's father had a gun. He was sure to catch a bullet in his body before he even had a chance to reach the closest object to hide behind. 

"So...you were the one who got them to kidnap and torture me" King  asked again, wanting a clear answer. He needed that. He needed to know it.

"Yes King, I hired people to kidnap you on this car stop and originally to kill you... well I enjoyed watching your torture videos much more though than just seeing a lifeless body of yours,"  the old man grinned evilly pushing a button and the TV in front of King turned on.

The younger's body started trembling, his hand reaching  for his own shoulder and grabbing it  hard... while the room was filled with his screams from that night. The TV showed the torturer hitting him again and again on his back, every time resulting in a louder scream or sobs from him. Emotions started rushing through him, everything he had felt that night.

"p...pl...stop..." he whimpered and tears started flowing down Kings face. 

"See that's more like it" Ram's father answered and  stood up, walking around him once with the gun running across his head. The cold metal made him shiver and his hands started to tremble more than before

"W-why..." he whispered, sinking a little on the ground and cold sweat staining his neck and forehead.

"I couldn't stand what you turned my son into. Ram wasn't supposed to make friends, be nice to others or look out for them.  I made him so that he could take over all this one day... but you this useless piece of trash. A person with feelings."

"How could you not want for your son to be loved and happy," King asked softly, his body still shaking and his heart forcefully beating in his chest. The screams were still echoing through the room and Kings head slowly started to feel numb, dizziness surfacing. It was hard to hold himself up, but he tried his best.

"In any way... you don't need to hear that anymore." The old man said, sitting down again and some noises could be heard from the gun.

"Phi!"

King turned his head, seeing Ram at the door, being held back by the torturer and his eyes widening at the situation.

"Ram..." tears started filling Kings eyes before a couple of them started running down his cheeks.

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The younger reached out for the hole in his shirt, red blood starting to stain the white fabric, and his dizziness increasing. 

"King!" Ram shouted out loud and somehow got himself out of the mans hands before running to the older and catching him before he could hit the ground.

The younger held his Phi in his arms, tears starting to fill his eyes and to run down his face, while King's shirt had become completely red by now. He was shivering, Ram pulling him closer while he cried.

"Phi... Phi... don't" Ram sobbed, but suddenly couldn't feel the older's trembling anymore...

Was he...

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dead?