Our Secret (A MingPha Story)

19. In The Dark

"I wish I could put a bullet through you," A disgusted angry voice spats through a phone call.

"Nevertheless, I love you. No matter how hurtful you sound..." a figure stands in a blind spot away from prying cameras steps away from a prison cell manages a sad smile.

"Rot in hell," the voice continues before hanging up and the line goes dead.

The tall figure signs softly and wipes a tear away from his cheek. The last thing he wants is hate from that person. The person that matters the most. The only person in his heart.

Checking his watch, he realises he is late and dashes into the prison cell. No one guards those cells because their leader is stupid and conceited.

He unlocks the cell door with ease, picking locks are his forte. Taking a deep breath, he walks in and prepares himself for the wrath of one person.

He is right.

Bam!!

An incoming fist hit his left cheek, pain shoots up his brain as he groans in pain.

"HOW DARE YOU SHOW YOUR FACE!!!"

He has never heard Ming shout so hysterically. Pain immediately pierces his heart but he needs to follow his orders. He gets up and rubs away a drip of blood on his left lip. Seems like a lot of liquid is coming out from his face for one day.

"Sawadee krap, Khun Blue," he wais politely. Ming ignores him and stands in a corner, maintaining his glare. He signs again, ignoring the twinge of hurt and walks to Ming's mattress. He pushes the wooden crates away to reveal a hidden passway made hastily within an hour.

He unblocks the passway and taps the other side. He hears Wayo rustling around the cell before scratching the wall as a signal. He taps again and waits for Wayo to discover the latch. He trusts Wayo's intuition.

Wayo gets the hint immediately, shuffling his small build into a narrow passage to appear in Ming's cell. He blinks at Ming before tears come to his eyes as they embrace in a hug, both mourning the loss of their plan.

Wayo glances at the third person and walks up to punch the other cheek. The figure stumbles onto the ground with another groan, these punches do not compare to the hurtful words that person told him.

"Traitor!!" Wayo hisses like a cat. Ming stays silent. His mind is filled with thoughts of Phana and how much pain he is enduring at this moment.

"I have a friend that is making sure he is fine," the injured figure addresses Ming. "I promise you we will rescue him out of here. This passway is made by me. I didn't have enough time so it's smaller than what I planned."

Ming just puffs and says nothing. Wayo makes a sad face.

The figure checks his watch and signs. "I need to go before I'm reported missing. Please hide the passway with the wooden crates. Only use it after dark. I'll update you once we have something."

He leaves without receiving any response from Ming and Wayo. He walks to the usual blind spot and notices a hint from his friend. He rubs a bit of paint off the scrape and examines the symbol. He turns around and walks to another location. The hallway turns dark and gloomy, with dim lights leading to a room at the end.

He approaches the room and knocks lightly. He hears a whimper and slowly twists the doorknob. He walks in and notices the empty bed. He knows that man is gone. He lingers around before heading to the bathroom. It is empty too. He walks out and sees a bump behind the curtains.

He walks over and opens them, revealing a trembling pale figure with bloodshot eyes staring fearfully at him. He crouches down and Phana flinches. He puts his hands behind his back and looks back at Phana with a soft smile.