MY STAND IN: The confrontation (JOE x SOL x MING)

Chapter 7

It's an overwhelming feeling of relief, when it becomes clear to you that the one you love is out of any danger. After great suffering, you receive the gift of patience.

Joe didn't know whether to smile or cry again, this time from happiness. He rushed into the room in question, where pale Sol was in a white bed.

He looked like a prince anyway, even after fighting the death blow.

Their eyes did not lie, love flowed from them, and the atmosphere had become one of suspense. It was a moment of silence, a moment of terrifying empathy.

Joe had never felt the greatest happiness in his life, like how he felt in that moment. Nothing would have broken that moment of safety. Sol was fine, he was alive. His love's heart was beating, and that meant everything to Joe.

Joe had started to tear up from so much emotion, while Sol watched him trying to say his name, easily:

"Joe?"

The man, overwhelmed and excited by the passion of love, pounced on the fragile one, offering him a small kiss, which had been waiting for a long time. Sol was shocked by the impact, he hadn't expected something like this, so he started making fun of the trouble:

"So, I have to be injured in the last phase, to receive a sincere kiss from you?"

Huffing, Joe was outraged by Sol's statement:

"You know it's not true!

Last time I managed to refrain, but this time, no.

And please, don't joke with that!

My heart cannot go through such pain again..."

"Okay, I'm sorry, don't frown.

Come on, come here, but slowly, because it hurts a lot, even when I breathe!" said Sol, breathing with effort, because of the overwhelming pain.

"But they didn't give you morphine?" Joe had asked worriedly.

"They gave it to me, but even now it doesn't help me.

At the beginning, I have to endure.

Now, please, I want you to hold me.

I need this."

"But won't it hurt you?", Joe's eyes were sad again.

"For you I can endure anything.

You don't think I fought death in vain to let that Ming devil win."

Joe raised his eyebrows in surprise at Sol's statement. He seemed to know that Ming was the culprit.

"So, you know?"

"He's the only person who would wish me harm, Joe.

I don't have a bigger enemy in this life than your ex or the current one, I don't even know anymore..."

Joe had felt the disappointment in Sol's voice, and he realized that it was only because of him, that he was too indecisive and manipulated by the devils.

"Believe me, after what he did, he is dead to me!

I will never go back to him, no word or touch from him will ever bewitch me.

He's a psychopath!

I'm sorry Sol that I was so stupid...

You and Wut were right all along, and I swallowed lies like a sucker!

But, that's it!

I will make him pay for all the misfortunes!

Not even money will save him!"

Joe's dramatic monologue had Sol roaring with laughter, so loud that even his nearly stricken heart fluttered.

"It can be seen that acting catches you in this life.

I admire your courage, Joe, but let's be serious, of all people, Ming is a weakness for you.

You cannot face him alone, because you will surely lose again.

You need help, and this time, swear on my life, that you will listen to us."

Joe's pupils were dilated in shock:

"How can you make me swear on your life, especially after what happened to you?

Are you crazy?"

"Yes, Joe, my love for you brought me here!

Maybe I'm not a manic psychopath like Ming, but I've been a little behaviorally disordered for a while.

There's no way you won't be negatively influenced if you come across such diabolical people in your life..."

Sol was right in everything he said, which made Joe feel even more guilty. This was his karma, that's why fate was playing with him. He had to improve things, otherwise everything that was beautiful was going to dry up.

Joe had sat down next to Sol in bed, starting to kiss him over all the beauty of his angelic face. And he cried, and then he kissed.

He was so humble in front of love.

Sol was the happiest. He allowed himself to be "tortured" by Joe, who seems to have caught fire from so much patience imposed over the years.

The two had played a little with love, after which they had fallen asleep from so much fatigue. At least this time they were reconciled with each other. It was peaceful for a moment. They deserved it, because in the following days of the future, they were going to face many obstacles, harder than before.

From the window, with her hand on her heart, a sweet woman looked at them with passionate love, she was Joe's mother. She prayed that the two would be well, God giving them strength for what they were going to have to do.

Next to her was Wut, the friend of the two victims, crying at the scene.

"Why can't they both be happy?

What is this fate soo cruel with them?"

"I keep wondering this too, Mr. Wut...

My boy has been through a lot already.

Why can't he be happy?" the woman had asked with pain in her heart.

"I know that no one deserves such pain.

But we have to help them, madam.

We have to fight against that man.

And we have to defeat him, for the good of all."

"I completely agree, sir.

I do everything just so that these children can fulfill their happiness.

ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING!"

Wut noticed that the woman's eyes darkened from so much hatred, and that scared him for a second, but he understood. He was also a father now, and he would have done anything for his only child.

What would we do without the love of our parents?

They would fight with the darkest monster, just so that their child could live. And at that moment, he had the face of an angel, unfortunately.

Speaking of Ming, he was fascinated by the media, which kept hitting Sol with countless accusations. He was extremely happy about this "fall" of his rival, whom he had ardently defeated.

Well, that's what he thought in his crazy mind, that Sol was on his deathbed.

And he dreamed of domination, he dreamed of destruction.

He already saw himself as Joe's master.

But, what he thought was going to be easy, was going to give him a hell of a headache.