We are...คือเรารักกัน (We are... we are in love)

Chapter 6: Autobiography (Part 1)

I staggered, carrying my things out of here when the security guard came to warn that the mall was about to close. The area that used to be crowded with people now had almost no one left. It probably wasn't much different from my current state of being alone.
Let it go! I'm going to be dramatic. Don't come arrest me! I pressed my lips tightly. My heart hurted so much that I wanted to cry but I forced myself to hold back until my eyes ached. Who the fuck do that bastard think he is? What the hell did he come from? He thinks he can act evil on anyone. The world doesn't revolve around you.

You bastard! Learn to think about other people's feelings, such as my feelings.

I was very angry at Phum. But more than that, I was angry at myself for being so stupid as to sit and wait for hours. I was angry at my own naiveté for believing the words of such a heartless person. Anyone who knew about this would probably laugh at me with pity. Only fool wait. Who can I blame? Huh! Er, I must be really stupid. Foolish for truly believing that Phum would come back because I believe in a promise. So I stuck to waiting.

[T/N: Phum is deducted 10 points]

After that incident happened when I was a child, if someone told me to wait, I would wait anxiously. I always expected to have to wait. Even if the wait is only a short time, if I make an appointment with friends and someone arrives late, I would be nervous and anxious. You can come late or cancel the appointment, I will never complain. But I just want you to call me a soon as posible, I will know and not have to worry about whether something bad happened. For me, waiting is not a difficult matter, it's more than enough, I just want the person I'm waiting for to be safe.

But the bastard Phum drove and didn't come back, didn't say a word. I didn't know where the hell he was going to die. Did he say that his condo is nearby? Huh, near Baghdad? The more I thought about it, the more I got angry. The more angry I got, the more upset I was. When I was upset, I wanted to throw the things in my hands into the fountain and stomp on them until they all were smashed under my feet. But if I did that, Phum would probably stomp me until I was a mess as well.

Sigh. In the end, what can a good person like me do to an evil person like Phum? He does bad things, so don't do bad things like him. Be patient until the two months were up. When the time was due, I would rush to make merit by pouring out all the water to cut off the bad karma. I didn't want to meet someone like him in the rest of my life. But this was just the first day, I was this misarable. I didn't know who will pour water for whom. Please continue to follow.

* กรวดน้ำคว่ำขัน a Thai ancient belief which is considered to be the action of bringing an end to a relationship, causing it to dissolve into a river.

[T/N: But Peem I read that they mostly do it to end with their ex]

"On Nut road, Phi." I told the taxi driver after scrambling to stuff a dozen shopping bags and myself into the car. Oh my-, he wasn't here but he was still trying to leave things behind to harass me.

"Oh, is there a sale off? You got a lot of stuff." The taxi driver invited me to talk as he started the car and smiled at me through the rear view mirror.

"They're not mine, bro, haha." Who has the wisdom to buy them? Louis, Gucci, Tom Ford. Oh! All of them cost nearly a million baht. I looked down at the brand names that... that was all piled up next to me, and I suddenly felt a chill. Did I carry around a million baht all day?

[T/N: 😑😑😑 sometimes I really want to knock on his head.]

"Oh, so they belong to your lover?" I almost choked on my own saliva. Lover? Haha, it's not a big deal at all. They were not mine, and not my lover's either.