Emotions

11

Khaotung ran after First. He followed the loud footsteps of First running through the hall of the apartment.

He opened the door but First was nowhere to be found. He walked into the room and started hearing soft sniffles coming from the bathroom.

"First, get the fuck out of the bathroom now!" He banged the bathroom door so loud.

First slowly slid the door, leaving a little space for him to peak out. "W-what?" He squeaked with his tears stained cheeks.

"Come out!"

First shook his head and locked the bathroom door again.

Khaotung huffed and crossed his arms, tapping his foot as he waited for the younger to open the door. Maybe he just needed to bait the younger out.

Khaotung looked around the room and tried finding for something First would care about.

As he looked around, he started to hear a buzz from the corner. He followed the sound and found First phone ringing. "Suicide hotline?"

Khaotung's hand tremble when he saw that. So he quickly took First phone and unlocked it. To start off with, First phone didn't have a password.

Khaotung look through the call logs and saw that they were outgoing calls.

His call logs was pretty empty and there was only three contacts saved in his phone. One of it being his parents, the suicide hotline and lastly, his (Khaotung) number.

And all the outgoing calls were to the suicide hotline.

He walked back over to the bathroom and knocked on it again, but this time he knocked gently, Khaotung was still a little stunned after seeing a contacts saved to First phone.

"Someone called you. Come take your phone-"

As soon as First heard the word 'phone' and 'call' he opened the bathroom door and snatched his phone away from Khaotung. He looked at the call log, hoping that it was his parents who called but sadly, it wasn't. They seemed to really not care that First didn't going home for a month now.

First threw his phone on the bed, which bounced off and hit the ground. He didn't care if his phone broke or shattered. He went back into the bathroom and was about to close the door but Khaotung stopped him.

Khaotung grabbed his wrist tightly and pulled him out of the bathroom. "You know because of you my phone broke. How can you fucking pay that huh! You fucking stupid if you just didn't run and do what that old customer said maybe we got the money now. Fucking idiot." Khaotung snickered and it was obvious that he was annoyed and wanted to punch First right now for kicking him and trying to run away. Khaotung can buy a new phone he just trying to find a reason for hurting First.

"I-i told you i don't want to have sex with him. I'm scared because he always used knife everytime i begged for him to stop and it hurts-" First let out softly, between his sniffles.

Khaotung tightened his grip around the younger's wrist and pierced a stare into the younger's shaky eyes as he pushed him hard against the wall. "You were the one who made the mistake. You ruined my phone so how can you pay that huh! Do you want me to tell all of this to your parents. Do you think i didn't know the number to your home. I know your home number First, i know the address where your parents live. Do you want me to show all of this sex videos of you to your parents hm?"

"N-no please." The tears in First eyes started to rise up even more, blurring his vision.

"I-im sorry please don't do it. Please Khao please don't do it. I'm sorry i promise i will not do it again." First cried letting his tears to trailed down his cheeks.

He slid down the wall, burying his head on his knees, sobbing loudly.

"Stop crying get up now and fucking clean yourself you really are disgusting." Khaotung snickered kicking First side harshly making First to flinched and quickly wipe his tears away just to do what khao wanted.