The Song Of Us.

Sad Ending ; a Funeral suite.

[ It's ok to hate me ❤ ]

Porchay was lying in his bed, he had a simple room, with little decoration and no musical instruments.  Han, his kitten, was playing in his neck, but Porchay had trouble waking up, like every morning.

He felt two muscular arms squeeze him gently:

- Did you sleep well? 
- Yes.  But you know, you don't have to stay with me...
- Are you kidding?  Ai'Kinn tires me and Vegas spends his nights making Pete scream... We sleep much better here! 

Porchay chuckled before opening his eyes slowly, he immediately regretted it because the light was blinding. 

- Porchay? 
- Hmm? 
- How was the funeral yesterday ? That asshole May didn't even deserve a funeral...
- Hum.... It was too much.  But he was loved by his fans, so I can understand them. 
- Hmm.  But that's already happened last month, and you still don't say anything about what happened....

Chay sighed, he grabbed Han who was starting to scratch him and he hugged  him against his chest while Han was frustrated, he kept meowing with anger. 

- Meow! 
- Well well your little new friend, you brought a kitten home, I haven't forgotten that...
- Hehe...
- Chay you know I didn't want us to have a pet when we were younger because we didn't have enough money but mostly because I didn't want your heart to suffer, you know they don't live as long as us.
- Well, we have enough money now, I mean my big bro is basically married to a sugar daddy  haha.

Porsche pinched his naughty little bro who was laughing. They fought a little, Han was growling like a cute tiger while attacking Chay's hair.

Porchay turned around and he put Han between the two brothers before smiling at Porsche:

- P'Kim was only 20 years old and yet.....he died in my arms.

That was the first time Porchay said it. After Kimhan Theerapanyakul have been hit by a car, send by that fucking May, he was to injured to be saved... Doctor Top said that his injuries where to serious so he would have died anyway.

His last memory was Chay holding his face close, kissing Kim and telling him how sorry he was. He couldn't stop feeling guilty.

- This is not your fault, Chay. He loved you and he saved your life.
- Hum.
- Do not feel guilty, please, I feel bad seeing you like this, it would be a waste of his sacrifice  if you keep hurting yourself like this.

Porchay looked down at his wrists... There was small cut on it... Shit, his Hia had noticed. Chay felt ashamed, he knew he didn't deserved to be the one alive.

- I am sorry.
- Don't be, you are hurt, he will hate seeing you like this.
- I love him.
- I know.

Porchay burst into tears, he was trying to be so strong. He could finally let go, because he was not alone.

He had memories and his Hia, in the end, he couldn't ask more from life. Life give what she wants.. and she also take back. Porsche always said to Chay when he was younger ;

- Life is a bitch.

[ End of the Sad Ending version ]