"Mae, have you seen Mins bottle ? The one with dogs on it ?" "No dear, I haven't. Why ?" "Min won't let me bring him to bed without it. He's a bit whiny today." Firsts mom hummed in response. "Have you checked in the restaurants kitchen ?" She asked and First thought for a second. "I'll go check, thanks." He said and walked downstairs. The restaurant was already tidied up and closed and normally the lights would be out but when First opened the door, it was on. "Hello ?" He called and heard something coming from the kitchen on his left. "Por ?" He asked but it Fiat who walked towards him. "What are you doing here ?" "Looking for my sons bottle." First replied, rolling his eyes. "The one with the dogs ?" He nodded and Fiat turned around and walked back into the kitchen without saying any more. First rolled his eyes again and sighed loudly. He was about to walk into the kitchen as well, when Fiat came back and handed him the bottle. First grabbed it and turned around. "No thank you ?" Fiat asked calmly and somehow - that hit a nerve, so the young father turned around again. "What the fuck do you want Fiat ? Wanna play happy family ? I didn't ask you to bring me the fucking bottle." "Calm down you dickhead." "Who are you calling a dickhead, fucking asshole, you want a piece of me ?" "What's going on here boys ? Why are you fighting again ?" His father asked annoyed. "I haven't done anything for fucks sake." "Stop cussing Fiat." His father said. "I haven't done anything ! It was your favorite son, who called me all kind of names !" "Well how about you think before you speak ?" "I just asked you to say thank you ?" Their dad rolled his eyes. "You two are setting my last nerve on fire you know that ?! Stop fighting already, I am sick and tired of this !" Their dad turned around but instead of letting the whole thing go, Fiat decided to speak up. "Of course It's okay when First picks a fight but if I would've started it, you'd have me grounded even tho I am an adult." "What are you talking about ?" "I'm talking about the fact that you always let him do whatever he wants to do, but you always defend First when I speak up." "That's not true Fiat." "It is !" "Well you're the one who started this whole war shit between us, am I wrong ? You were the one who became the biggest asshole out of nowhere Fiat. That's why nobody can stand being in the same room as you !" "First !" Their dad said. "Nobody can stand being in the same room as me ? For real ? You piece of shit." "Did I lie ?!" "ENOUGH !" "Mae.." their father said. "Another fight ? Are you kidding me ? You just went down to grab your sons bottle. Min is crying loudly and you're down here fighting ?" "Sorry mae.." "And you Fiat - stop smiling like that. You're also at fault !" "Are you kidding me ? I haven't done anything ! I just asked him to say thank you." "I don't wanna hear it. First, go take care of your kid. And you Fiat, you either go to your room or leave to your condo. I don't want you guys to fight anymore. I am tired and so is your dad."
Fiat scoffed and grabbed his stuff before he left and slammed the door shut. >Fucking assholes. Always on their fave kids side.< he thought as he walked to his bike. >I'm so done with them.< Fiat started the engine and sighed. He knew that he started everything between him and his brother. He knew that it was his own fault. But this was between two brothers, yet his parents always took his brothers side instead of staying out of their fucking business.
Fiat drove fast and wasn't really paying attention to his surroundings. He was mad and all he wanted was to go to his girlfriend, lay in her arms and never let go of her. She never met his family. Not his brother, not his parents. They met long after First and Fiat became 'enemies..'
With only his girlfriend on his mind, he ran through several red lights. His motorcycle was revving at full speed, the exhaust blared and Fiat...
..lost control of the bike and was thrown off.
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Fiat lay on the empty, dark street. Only a flickering lamplight kept him company. His head hurt and he couldn't feel his left leg. "Mae..." he whispered. His voice was hoarse and he felt like he was going to throw up. He could clearly taste the blood coming out of his mouth and his only thought was that he didn't want to die without talking to his brother first.
With a final rush of adrenaline, he grabbed his phone that was lying on the road next to him. The display was destroyed, but he hoped he could at least call for help. His fingers dialed a number and he just hoped he had entered everything correctly. Almost immediately, someone answered the other line and promised the young man help before everything around him went black.
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"It's okay, I'm coming!" First said as he heard the doorbell ring. Someone Was banging against the door pretty harshly. "Wait !" He said and grabbed the door keys, but the ringing wouldn't stop. "I'm on my way !" He yelled and ran towards the door. His parents were standing on the stairs, their hearts racing. Who would bang on the restaurant door at half past eleven in the evening so loudly that you could hear it through the closed doors upstairs?
First tore the door open. "Khaotung?" "Your brother." he said, and now First's parents also pricked up their ears. "Your brother had a bad accident."
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Hey guys.
Here's another chapter.
Fiat had a terrible accident guys - don't worry, I'll update soon. Promise.
See you in the next chapter ^^
-Jessy
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I'ma give you the world. -KhaoFirst
Fanfiction🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙 >>When will it get better ?<< he thought and lit up another cigarette. "It won't get better.." He told himself. 🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙🌙 Khaotung, a bubbly, friendly young boy, who's been through a lot. He makes sure to...
