We are...คือเรารักกัน (We are... we are in love)

Chapter 32: True Love (Part 2)

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"P...P'Q." Toey's faint voice sounded like a delirious murmur. He slowly stood up and walked towards Q as if he had no strength. Pan and I were left with our mouths open, standing up to follow Toey. When did Q come? It probably doesn't matter because he must have heard everything we said.

Q now didn't look like himself. His face was paler than the white milkshake spilled all over the floor. Toey wasn't any different. Q's eyes didn't reflect any of us; they were empty, with no one's image in them, not even Toey who was standing right in front of him.

"...Stop. That's enough. Don't come any closer," Q's voice trembled despite the command.

"...Phi... Phi Q, listen to Toey first... Toey..."

"I told you to stop!!!" Q shouted, stepping back from Toey's reaching hand.

I was just standing by and watching, but still felt heartbroken for the scene in front of me. Q clenched his fists tightly, his eyes red but not crying like Toey.

"Q, calm down and listen to him first." He raised his hand to stop me. Q isn't usually quick to get angry, but he can be hot-tempered.

"Why did you do this?" Q stared at Toey, who kept his head down, tears falling to the floor.

"..."

"I asked, why did you do this!!!"

"Because Toey loves P'Q!!! Did you hear that? Toey loves P'Q. Sob! Nompan loves P'Dinso. Always love." Toey sobbed. Q clenched his jaw so hard it was visible. He turned away, trying to control his emotions.

Toey's sobbing and tears left Pan and me speechless. Tears of a man are not something you often see.

The atmosphere was tense and too quiet. P'Ning was about to come in and ask what happened, but I shook my head, so she went back inside.

"Peem, I'm tired. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed."

"Uh, okay."

Q turned and walked back to the house. Toey, with tears in his eyes, wiped them with his sleeve, probably wanting to see Q clearly, even if it was just his back getting further and further away.

"Toey," I called, reaching out to gently squeeze his shoulder.

"Hia, sob! Toey is hurt." Toey turned and hugged me, his tears soaking through my t-shirt. Pan was also looking downcast, patting Toey's head to comfort him. "P'Q hates me now, doesn't he? Sob! He won't talk to me anymore. Sob"

I swallowed hard, wanting to comfort him but unable to find the words. Pan's eyes were red too, as if he was about to cry. He probably thought it was his fault. I shook my head, smiled at Pan, and gently pushed his head to stop him from overthinking. Whatever happened, happened. No one is to blame. It's better to find a way to solve the problem.
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I asked Pan to take Toey to Chan's house because if he went home, Toey's parents would be shocked to see their son's condition. I called Matt to come and stay with him before going to check on the other person.

When I opened the door, the smell of cigarettes filled the room. Q wasn't in the room; he was leaning on the balcony railing outside, holding a cigarette. He was shirtless, just black jeans with a towel draped over his shoulder. He was staring into the darkness somewhere. I sighed and went to stand next to him.

"Are you hungry?"

"..."

"Q, hey Q."

"Huh, what did you say?" Q turned to ask me, his eyes red. I didn't know what he was thinking, and maybe he didn't know either.