The Storm Inside Me.

28. Then you came along.

[ Little note : Hi guys, since some of you know, I am a french writer. Some people might have seen what happened last night with Jeff and his FanMeeting in Paris. I would like to talk about it : those french dudes really messed up badly. They kept dragging down Jeff'image and I wanted to apoligize in behalf of French people, because we are not like them ( I have fought all night to defend Jeff, even while being sick like hell hahah). Anyway, I love my boys deeply and with respect. Please do not be angry at french fans. I love you all, Kam. ❤️❤️❤️ ]

"Here is my mother, and my niece is biting her hand...AURORA stop, no ! Bad girl."

Porchay scratched the back of his head with an embarrassed chuckle and grabbed the little girl. Nao politely greeted the two women before tilting his head slightly:

'' Heh...? She is not..."

Chay smiled, and the little one tilted her head as if to imitate Nao.

"She is adopted, by my big brother and his lover."

"Wow, I didn't know it was possible here..."

"P'Kinn says anything is possible when you're rich."

Nao smirked before stretching out his arms towards Aurora but the latter tried to bite him so Chay put her down towards his mother.

"Come on my room is upstairs."

Porchay's room is clean and tidy, he had long since removed his collection from WIK. Even if he always kept everything in a box under his bed...Now his decoration was made up of several elements such as small manga figurines or posters of musicians. Nao stopped in front of Chay's first guitar and pointed at it:

"You never use that one?"

"Ah.." Porchay pursed his lips, he sat down on his bed and began to play with his hands, "...It's the first guitar my brother gave me, but one day someone I love...No, someone I admired gave me this new guitar, and he said his sound was more warm."

Nao nodded distractedly, he nevertheless grabbed the first guitar, sat down on Chay's white carpet and wiped some dust with his sleeve.

"Let's see what sounds it makes."

The two new friends made music during most of the afternoon. Porchay was absolutely unaware that Kimhan had been informed of his story posted on instagram, and that the young mobster was not happy about it.
When it was almost mealtime for Aurora, Nao said he had to go home.

" I will walk you to the gate!" Chay said happily.

"It was great, I had a great time, you should play with that old guitar sometimes, it's not that bad you know, I like the sound it makes."

Porchay shrugged, out of the corner of his eye he recognized a certain car... Shit.

"I'll think about it, get home safely, Nao ! See you tomorrow in class!"

"Bye bye Chay!"

Porchay crossed his arms after having greeted his friend, he leaned against his gate, before sighing:

"Good evening, P'Kim."

Kimhan was sitting on the hood of his car, he had a black hooded sweater hiding his hair, sunglasses and a black mask: but Porchay could recognize Kimhan even in a crowd of a thousand people...

" Good evening."

"You came to tell me Anon was founded dead by unfortunately events ?"

Kimhan chuckled, Chay knew him well. But no, he hadn't had his best bodyguard killed, he knew Porchay had done it on purpose. The young boy always found a way to attract his attention. Like a puppy howling for the first time.