Ride or Die : a Kimchay Story.

Chapter 5 : P&B

Porchay POV:

''Are you sure?!'' his friend's voice was only fear.

Porchay nodded.
He was more than sure, he was going to do it.
Best, his friend since middle school, heaved a deep sigh:

''I'm warning you that if your mafia boyfriend comes after me and my whole family because I do this to you...''

''We're not together.'' Porchay hissed, glaring at him.

Best raised his hands with an apologetic expression.
When Porchay was angry, it was as impressive as a mafioso.

''Yeah, well...you get the idea. What if he cuts my fingers and kills all my family?!''

''He won't do anything.''

Best clenched his jaw, then he quickly pressed the small white box and closed his eyes tightly.
Like he was waiting to die right now.
Pierced by a bullet from a rifle.
But no...nothing...just a little noise, Click, and it was over.
Damn, that was the most intense moment of his 17 years.

''Arggh...I'm still alive.'' Best whispered, opening his eyes slowly. ''Thank gods...''

''What are you talking about?'' Porchay grunted, standing up. ''You pierced me, not yourself. It's not even painful.''

The young boy admired himself in his mirror.
He had cut his hair, his ears now had multiple piercings, he also wanted tattoos, but Porsche would be too angry with him.
He quite liked his new look, to be honest, even if his older brother was being too troublesome.

''Actually...'' Best declared, taking on a theatrical air. ''You hate him so much that you act like him...Don't you think it's strange? Bro, it's fuck up.''

''What do you mean, asshole ?''

Best shrugged his shoulders, he wanted to hide a little of the fear in his voice:

''Well, you know...You're my friend, Chay. But your attitude, your clothes and even your way of speaking...You remind me of him. It's like...You are trying to be him. Or a better version... well, I won't actually say better, more like a worse P'Wik ?''

Porchay wrinkled his brow.
He refused to admit that he had a single ounce of resemblance to that cowardly videographer.
At least he knew communication, it was even his new major at university.
Kind of ironic when you think about it, because that should be P'Kim's place instead.

''You're talking rubbish.''

''What seriously? Dude, you go to bars, you do drugs and now you're going to race cars?! It's like being in some American Gang...''

Porchay was fed up with his friend's insinuations, so he simply grabbed his bag and left, slamming his bedroom door.

''Fuck you, Best !''

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Big POV:

Death would have been sweeter.

Really sweeter.
He would have even preferred to die the day the other asshole from Vegas shot him and he intervened to save Porsche's ass.
No really, death was a better choice than the young master's icy gaze.

''So....My Porchay is part of this team?''

<< Yeah asshole, this is the fifth time you've repeated yourself! >>  wanted to scream Big.

However, he just nodded and stared at the ground. He actually wasn't suicidal.
Kimhan Theerapanyakul was angry...No, he was downright furious.
Behind his calm demeanor, Big could see a devastating rage.

"Really, is this kid...uh, this young Nong, worth it, Khun Kim?"

A small sour laugh.

<< Oh, great, shut up, Big >>, he was going to die.

Suddenly, the rifle hidden at his master's waist seemed bigger to him.
Big hopped around, trying to ignore the drops of cold sweat down his back.

''So....My Porchay wants to compete?''

''I don't know.''

''I see.''

''Should we ban his presence on the slopes, sir? Like this, we could still watch over him and...''

Kimhan looked at him as if he were just a common insect.
Slowly, he cracked his fingers, before giving the bodyguard a dark look:

''If Porchay wants to act like a bad boy, so be it.''

Big arched an eyebrow.
Where was the “But”?
His master would never leave the kid alone, he had a strange obsession with him.
Big really didn't understand it.

''Really...I mean, yes sir.''

Big wanted to die.
What the fuck was going between those children nowadays?!
His master slowly got up and he walked straight to the door :

''We need to present the new boss, right ? Should we have a party ?''

Big frowned, what was Khun Kim thinking about...

''If...If you want.''

''Great. Invite everyone under Theerapanyakul's business. I wonder if my little one will show up... And get his punishment.''

Ok.
Big nodded.
Kimhan Theerapanyakul was crazier than Tankhun Theerapanyakul.
That's it.

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That's kind of how Chay's imagination going for his new look...Well, to Kim's eyes, he is just like a small kitty 🐈 :) !