CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

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(I haven't proofread this yet. I'll come back later. Sorry for the errors.)


It hurts. It hurts so much. Build's stomach is aching, his head is spinning, tears keep falling and he keeps his hand on his mouth to suppress sobs but it still makes a sound. He rested his head in the car window, feeling terrible.

It is for the best, he thinks. If he will die, he better die alone. They will remember him for a few years but they will definitely continue to live their own lives after. He doesn't want to see Wichapas crying beside his bed. Build doesn't want to see Wichapas in pain because of him. But, what did he do just now? He hurt him.

Build clutches his chest. It hurts but he's not sure which part of his body hurts more. The driver tried to check on him by looking at the rearview mirror multiple times. The concerned man decided to drive a little faster so Build could be home as soon as possible. Build cried continuously and he's pale. He can't breathe. There was something on his chest that felt like it clogged his air. It hurts.

The driver pulled into the front of the house. He quickly ran around to open the passenger seat and help Build outside. The young man's body is shaking. Tears never stopped falling. He can barely take a step. Full of worry, the driver shouted for help. Housemaids run to them quickly and soon after, Mr. Puttha runs outside followed by Aunt Praya. He quickly runs towards Build to catch him when he is about to fall.

"Build?! What happened?" He kneeled in front of his son.

"D-Dad." Build continues to cry, loud and full of pain, holding his father's shoulders.

"Are you hurt? What happened?" His father is so confused. He tried patting his back and shoulders but Build continued to wail.

Mr. Puttha tried to get Build's attention. He tried asking questions to know what was really going on. Until a black car pulled at the garage. Than and Chat ran out of the vehicle as they saw what was happening. Than did the same as his father. He asked questions and tried to calm Build down but after just a few seconds, Build lost his consciousness. He flopped down on his father's arms causing the old man to shout out loud. Than immediately checked his pulse.

"I think he's losing oxygen. Shall we bring him to the hospital?" Than asked Chat.

"Too far. I have a portable oxygen machine in the car. Please get that and the medicine kit. I'll bring him inside." Chat scooped Build and ran inside. Than ran back to the car and tried to find the machine.

"Are the medicines in his room?" Chat asked while running upstairs, unconscious Build on his arms, guided by Mr. Puttha and Aunt Praya.

"What medicine?" Mr. Puttha asked, confused.

"I'll explain later."

Aunt Praya opened Build's room door and Chat laid him down carefully. Than came almost breathless from running with boxes on both hands.

"Set up the IV drip. I think he is dehydrated." Chat said as Than handed him the machine.

Than found an IV drip in the medicine kit and started to set it up as well.

"Auntie, can you get me anything tall to put this?" Than asked the woman who's shaking at the corner. She quickly went out of the room.

"Is he okay?" His father asked.

"We're trying to figure it out, Dad. Please calm down." Than was moving fluidly but his eyes were full of worries.

Than checked his pulse once again. He checked Build's blood pressure. Aunt Praya came back with a wooden coat rack stand.

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