The Storm Inside Me.

19. Deadly kiss.

Porchay stepped back, he was holding his bloody hand, looking lost. He didn't know what to do, the group had dispersed and he heard gunshots.
The biker in front of him began to sneer wickedly :

"Little lamb far from the herd, a fresh and young meat which will serve as a meal for good old Bay."

Chay analyzed the situation with a quick glance, he could flee by the sides. The man followed Chay's gaze before laughing in his deep voice,

"You think you can run away from me? "

Bay walked over, and Porchay started shaking slightly, he was hoping to see his brother or Kimhan...but no, he was alone. He didn't know what to do...
Chay hissed, trying to be threatening. Bay burst out in cruel laughter and pulled a long machete from his back before pushing Porchay to the ground.

"Oh the kitten meows!"

He raised his arm to put a first blow, and Porchay screamed, he had just enough time to deflect his head and he tried to struggle while shouting insults. Bay got annoyed because this young kid was shouting way too much and he started to strangle Porchay.

"Shut the fuck up, I promise you a quick death, little prick. We don't touch the leader of our gang, that's how it is, I'll kill you first for honor and then I'll rape your still warm little corpse..."

Bay raised his machete again, it was going to smash Chay's skull, but luckily a shot rang out close to his ear. The man's eyes widened as if in shock and Porchay froze. Bay stiffened, a long drop of blood running down a small hole in the middle of his forehead.

"...Wh...what the...?"

Chay's voice was as shaky as his body. Bay collapsed on him and Porchay found himself crushed by this asshole. A smaller, thinner person managed to pull Chay out of there and Porchay immediately found himself in Kimhan's arms. He had Bay's blood splattered on his face, his hair was ruffled with mud and dust, his hand ached...but none of that mattered: Porchay had just seen a man die before his eyes.

" We're leaving."

Kim lifted Porchay in his arms, anyway the young man was shaking too much to walk, even his teeth were chattering. Soon, Chay found himself in the warmth of a new car. He was unaware of anything, as if he had noise canceling headphones and sunglasses.

"Take care of the bodies," Kimhan ordered over the phone. "...yes he's fine, he's just in shock. You can reassure Porsche.. we are going home, don't worry.". When Kimhan hung up, his face was even darker than the night.

Porchay looked down at his bleeding hand and his head started spinning, he felt like he was going to pass out...

"What is it ?"

Kim remarked immediately, grabbing Porchay's hand.

"How did you do that?"

He glared at Chay but the young boy sank back into his seat, he couldn't remember. Kim squeezed the boy's palm and he stifled a cry:

"P'Kim!"

The singer approached Chay's damaged hand to his face as if he were a doctor examining a wound. Suddenly Porchay felt Kim's tongue on his wound, he licked the blood under the shaken gaze of the young boy. Then Kim ripped off his own sleeveless top and wrapped the fabric around Porchay's hand.

"What did you do?"

Porchay whispered, he didn't know if he was hallucinating or if he really saw Kimhan acting like this.... But the young mobster was serious. He even had a little blood on his lips but he didn't care, he grabbed Chay's neck and forced the latter to look at him, his face close to his:

"Are you hurt somewhere else?" " P'K...im ... I..."
" Answer me."
" No!"

Kimhan then squinted at Chay to put both hands around the young man's neck and kiss him passionately.
The young boy could taste his own blood on the tip of his tongue and he shuddered in disgust... But Kimhan was like an animal, not wanting to release Porchay's mouth. He bit the young man's lips until they swelled. When Kimhan began to tighten his grip on the young boy's neck, Porchay squealed. He'd been strangled by Bay instead, and Kim's eyes widened, he jerked back, his voice thick with worry.

"What's the matter?! Are you hurting? Porchay what the..." Kim's gaze fell on his lover's neck, which was already entirely blue.

"It's nothing..." Chay muttered he turned his head away before sighing. "I want to go back home
, please..."

After a long minute of silence, the car started, and Kim drove quickly. Chay fell asleep almost immediately in the car and that pissed off Kimhan, Porchay needed healing, he couldn't sleep now, but young Theerapanyakul didn't want to wake up his little demon. He entrusted Porchay to one of his guards when he arrived, and Tankhun immediately called his doctor Top, promising to stay by Chay's side.

"I'm going to see Kinn."

Tankhun nodded, he wanted to reassure his little brother. Kimhan went upstairs, Kinn was in his office, washing his weapon.

"Where's Porsche?"
"With Vegas and Pete, he'll be back."

Kim sat down next to his big brother, he looked almost monstrous.

"Ai'Kinn."
"I know, Kim, I know."

Kimhan nodded slowly, his gaze had changed, he had the same as Kinn.

"I'm going to summon Macau tomorrow. Pa wants to see him too. Vegas won't like it, but he knows Macau has gone too far. That biker gang though..."

Kinn took a sip of his whiskey, he was furious. Kim grabbed a towel and wiped his hands full of blood, he had fought with his hands, as often. He rarely used guns.

"Who are those assholes?"

Kinn raised an eyebrow, "Arm is looking for info on them. Either way, we have to deal with the situation, no one can hurt our family... How's Porchay?"

Kimhan cast a worried look at the window, the sun was about to rise and the night had been tiring.

"He'll be fine. Can you talk to Porsche ? I will keep Chay with me from now on. He needs to be punished too, Kinn. Not just Macau."

His big brother sighed, he knew Porsche would be furious... But Kimhan was right. Kinn coughed a little :

"Don't hurt him. That's all I ask of you."

Kim stared at his brother with a cold stare.

" Let me destroy this damn gang. Porchay will witness every death."

The mob boss stopped his movement, as he went to finish his drink...

"You want him to...see? "
" Yes."
" Why ? Isn't it a bit...too much ? He is young, Kim he..."

Kimhan scolded : " He need to face consequences. He did something reckless, put himself in danger and I should let it go ? No. I am not that kind. I am just asking of you to keep Porsche away. "

Kinn looked at his little brother, they were both serious with their lovers. Porsche would kill Kimhan for hurting Porchay, but Porchay also needed to understand how dangerous the situation was.

" Giving trauma to the poor boy isn't a good way neither. " Hissed Tankhun, he was listening, standing next to the door. '' I won't let you hurt his body or his mind, stupid little bro."