DANCE WITH THE DEVIL

Part 31 - Prapai

Porsche's POV, 5 AM

I was lying in bed when Prapai was sleeping beside me; I kissed him gently on the forehead.

"Who loves you? Who loves you? My little angel," I said to Prapai.

Knocks.

Soft knocks were heard on the door; I had learned to recognize them a long time ago over the past few years.

"Porsche? Are you awake?" Mike asked.

"Mmm, come in," I motioned for Mike to sit on the bed.

"How are you feeling?" I asked him and could see the bandage peeking out from his clothes.

"Better," Mike said.

"Can't sleep?" I asked him.

"No, I'm used to waking up at four,"

I could see the pain on his face as he sat down. Mike always hid his feelings and never allowed himself to be fully honest, maybe the only time I saw Mike break was when Ling let his men rape me.

"Porsche... I wanted to say thank you. And..."

"Are you planning to leave?"

"Mmm, I don't think..." Mike tried to explain, but I interrupted him.

"Has someone treated you badly? Tankhun has a bit of a weird sense of humor... but he is a good person."

"No, Mr. Tankhun is nice to me,"

"So? Why do you want to leave?"

"I..."

"Mike, even before we escaped, I told you that you would live with us and be part of the family, so what changed?"

"Nothing, I just... feel bad every time I run into Kinn or anyone else, from your family."

"Thanks to you, Prapai and I are here."

"I know, but..." Mike began to stutter.

"You are staying here. You will leave after you recover and want to do something that requires you to leave, but only after you understand that this is your home and you can always come back here no matter how much time passes."

"P'Mike, you are planning to leave," Prapai grabbed Mike's hand.

"When did you wake up?" I asked Prapai.

"Please don't leave!" Prapai cried.

"You see? You are part of us."

"Thank you, Porsche," Mike said as Prapai hugged him tightly.

"I think you'll have to sleep here now," I laughed and put the pillow beside me.

Mike lay next to me and Prapai was on him, refusing to let him go.

"Do you know what's going to happen with Ling?" Mike asked me.

"I'm going to kill him," I said sharply.

Mike swallowed.

"What happened?" I saw Mike biting his lips.

"When you kill him, I want to be there," Mike said, hugging the sleeping Prapai tightly.

"Did Ling touch you, right?" I could see his eyes filling with tears.

"No.."

"When?" I could tell when Mike was lying.

"That day when I was sick... I asked Mr. Ling to let you rest." Mike's voice became hoarse. "Then he asked me if I would take your place,"

"Why did you agree?"