You Are My Enemy. { Kimchay }

The Minor Family.

[ I know you hate it guys hahah by anyway... Have a good read..oh and by the way yes I love you Prachi stop sulking now :) 😘🌸🙏]

{ SIX MONTHS LATER.

Close to the north boathouse. }

"Dude...What are we doing here...? Are you sure...?"

"It's normal. Porsche. We have to do it."

Porsche looked at Vegas surprised, before glancing behind him. In the black car, there was Pete sitting in the front. He looked nervous, but was waiting for the signal from Vegas.

"Vegas?" called Porsche suddenly, hearing footsteps arriving.

Several men all dressed in military gear walked towards them, and Vegas tensed, but he gave a small smile.

The men formed a U around Vegas and Porsche. They all had machine guns on their backs, looking fierce, and sunglasses despite the night.

A figure approached them, a tall, slender person, wearing a black long dress, high heels and a piercing gaze of a rarely seen gray.

"Duchess." Vegas greeted politely, he forced Porsche to do the same.

The woman tilted her head to the right, and her cascade of curly hair almost touched her thighs. Her eyes were so clear that she pierced the two men deep down with a single glance.

She took a single step forward, smiling but her face remained cold:

"Mister Theerapanyakul. I heard that this port was yours..But here I am in front of an unfamiliar person...Have you find a good serum to look younger during those recent years?"

Vegas smiled amiably, and Porsche relaxed, seeing that the woman of royal blood didn't seem ready to kill them just yet...

He stayed close to Vegas, still feeling Pete's burning gaze on them. This interview with the duchess was extremely important for the Minor family. It was all going to happen tonight. Their only chance.

..................................................

"Venice, please stop crying!"

Chay grabbed the little boy, and he tried to put his blue whale pajamas on him. Venice screamed, threw his toy on the floor, and then his white pacifier.

Porchay held back his tears, his eyes had become too puffy already... He sighed and bent down to pick up the items.

"Ma...Ma..."

Porchay's heart broke, Venice had been calling Macau every night since his...death.

"He will not come..."

Usually, every night, Macau changed and slept in Venice, so that Pete and Vegas could spend the evening together...But everything had changed.

Porchay was no more living alone actually but again with Porsche...
And with Pete...
And...Vegas ...
and Venice.
In the Minor family Mansion.

The Kittisawasd brothers lived fully as part of the Minor family now, to be honest.

It had not been Porsche's choice. But indeed the one of Porchay.

"Come here, off to bed..." Porchay put the little one in his little bed, and the latter looked at him with a frown, but Chay patted his nose gently. "We'll avenge him...I promise you, Venice. They hurt my best friend...He's going to pay for it."

Porchay leaned down and kissed Venice's cheek. He then went downstairs, greeted the employees, and glanced at the time: midnight.

Venice had been really troubled tonight...Maybe he had sensed Pete's stress.

Chay regretted not having a phone anymore, he couldn't know how things were going at the port. But it was better that way, he didn't want a cell phone anymore...
No more contact...Nothing. Only find out the truth. It was his goal. Porchay had nothing else in mind.
Then...Once this story is over, Porchay could mourn his best friend. Grieving... But not now. Chay preferred to hide his feelings, he simply lived as if Macau had gone on vacation abroad.

Yes.

It was easier that way.

"Dude, she was awesome!"

Porsche's voice startled Chay, who let go of his console, to look up at the door.

"I told you, rich royals are different from us." Vegas confessed seriously.

Pete was the last to arrive, he smiled sadly at Porchay, before almost running into the kitchen.

"Vegas!"

"I know..." Vegas apologized, he left to join Pete in the kitchen.

It was time for his meds.

If he didn't take his pills, Vegas would become another person, crazier, dangerous, threatening...A monster.
Porchay preferred not to think about it, he shivered and Porsche sat down next to him, removing his beige coat.

"Aren't you going to bed? It's pretty late..."

"I was waiting for you..." Chay rested his head on Porsche's shoulder. "Everything is fine I guess..I mean...you came back alive."

"I told you.." smiled Porsche wearily, "...The Duchess isn't dangerous, she really is a person of royal blood, not a drug lord or a mafia head."

Porchay sneered, he got a little angry at his brother, thinking that the latter had lied to him. But he was happy to see his brother safe and sound.
Pete and Vegas came back into the living room, all looking as exhausted as Porsche.
Chay cleared his throat, he hadn't been to high school anymore...Since all the events, and he felt it was time... He was ready to back at the university.

"I'm... going to school tomorrow, Nop will be the one taking care of Venice, P'Pete.. Don't worry."

Pete nodded absently, his head resting on Vegas' lap.

Porsche just pursed his lips, hesitating..He knew Porchay had to finish school but..He was scared. And Vegas voiced that fear out loud:

"Aren't you afraid of being targeted?"

Vegas had stiffened, he had become even more suspicious and angry, so unconsciously he was stroking the hair of Pete who was snoring softly. His gaze pierced Chay's, and the young boy sank further into his seat.

"It's not gonna be so different from before.." Porchay muttered, the memories of his harassment still fresh in his mind. "I'm ready." he assured in a low voice, so as not to wake Pete.

Porsche grabbed his hand, he shook it and his gaze filled with sadness. Since Macau's death, Porsche and Vegas had been looking at him with concern, as if he too was going to disappear... It was strange and suffocating.

"Very well, I'll take you tomorrow."

"Are you sure hia? It's already late and you should go to bed, I can very well go alo..."

Porsche tensed, and Vegas arched an eyebrow, before sighing:

"You'll stress him out if you don't let him and we still have a lot of work to do, so be nice and let Porsche do it."

Porchay pursed his lips, he never dared to talk back to Vegas. He felt bad enough for him...And he reminded him so much of Macau that his heart broke every time... For Vegas, it had become a similar strange feeling, he had projected the love he had for his little brother on Porchay.... Both had held Macau close to their heart, just like Pete.
In the end, Macau had united them, and now the Minor family faced their greatest enemy: the Main Family.

''That old man can't really pass himself off as a student anyway...'' chuckled Porsche, to lighten the mood.

Porchay smiled, and his gaze dropped. On his console, he had a little cat farm sticker... He got it with his first Wik album...Wik...Kim..That guy.

Even if Khun Korn couldn't show up at campus....Kimhan Theerapayankul was still Porchay Kittisawasd's enemy.