In My Sight

Chapter 9:

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" this indicates someone is talking"
' this indicates someone's thoughts'
"This indicates someone talking on
the other line of the phone"

*MING POV*

"P', I-" I started but he shushed me using his finger , wrapped his arms around my neck.

"You are so handsome MingKwan" he said as he pulled me in for a kiss.

I was somewhat caught by surprise but caught myself leaning into the kiss and kissing him back. He suddenly seperated himself from my lips and smiled. He cupped my face and spoke the same words,I never thought I'd hear ever again.

"Your eyes... can only look at me" he said in his drunken state before he finally passed out on his bed,asleep.

I was frozen but felt something wet drip from my face. Tears. Tears that haven't resurfaced after P'Jimmy was buried. I just kept everything inside, it's like P'Jimmy is still here. I looked at P'Pha's sleeping form, I swept the hair covering his face and carressed his cheek.

'He's probably just missing Wayo, I mean why would he say that to me? Get a grip Ming! P'Pha doesn't like you, just because you're lonely doesn't mean that you can be a rebound' I thought to myself.

The thought actually stung for some reason, I know I am just helping P'Pha from his ex. But why do I feel sad? I probably am just lonely, maybe I should pay P'Jimmy's parents a visit one of these days.

I started removing his clothes so I can start cleaning him up. Once I unbuttoned his shirt, the first thing I saw was a scar on his chest. I ran my finger on the scar and looked at his face.

'This must've hurt a lot P' I thought as I then frowned at the thought of Wayo had hurt him.

I got him cleaned up and changed, I got a pen and paper and wrote him a note. I scooted him up and laid a pillow underneath his head and covered him with a blanket.

"Sweet dreams,P'Pha" I said as I slowly got up,stepped out and made my way to my room.

As I opened my door, P'Jimmy's picture came into my view.

"I'm home P' " I said as I then bit my lip,knowing I won't get a reply back.

I washed up,got changed and headed to bed. I've moved here for quite a while but can never get a decent enough sleep. Sleeping alone, I haven't gotten used to it. For almost 2 years, even at the hospital I would sleep by his side.

'Maybe I should get myself a lover? Nah. It's too soon' I thought to myself.

I looked at the picture of me and P'Jimmy by my night stand.

"P', I hope you're happy wherever you are. I miss you so much, I wish I was there with you. I don't know what to do from here"I said.

I cried myself to sleep, not knowing what lies ahead.

*dream sequence*

I looked around and saw myself at some sort of festival or event. The music blaring loudly ,people buzzing about. I suddenly saw a familiar face in the middle of the crowd. It was P'Jimmy.