𝗠𝘆 𝗙𝗲𝗶𝘀𝘁𝘆 𝗞𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 😼

Ch 2. A wrong turn

Krit and his buddies sat on lounge chairs near the edge of the pool, surrounded by a throng of girls who vied for their attention. They sipped on drinks, their eyes scanning the crowd for potential conquests.

The pool lights cast a soft glow on their faces, highlighting their cocky grins. Every now and then, one of them would say something that the others would find funny, and they would erupt into laughter, drowning out the music and chatter around them.

Alcohol flowed freely, and people drank with abandon, their inhibitions slowly disappearing under the influence. Drug deals stealthily occurred in dark corners, and pills were passed around discreetly amongst friends.

Girls clung to the boys, giggling and dancing, their movements becoming more and more suggestive as the night wore on. It was a night of indulgence, where anything seemed possible, and the consequences would only be worried about in the morning.

Krit's eyes scanned the crowd, taking in the scene around him. Suddenly, his gaze landed on a figure who stuck out like a sore thumb - a nerdy-looking person who seemed decidedly out of place at this party. His interest was piqued, and he leaned closer to his friends to point out the uninvited guest, who's sneakily taking clips of this party.

"Who the fuck call him?" Krit muttered to his friends, his voice barely loud enough to be heard over the music. They followed his gaze, and their eyes all turned towards the uninvited person, who was awkwardly standing in a corner, looking like trying to blend into the wall. This guy also complained about them before.

"Losers want to party?" Benz sneered, taking a swig of his drink. "What's he doing here anyway?"

Krit chuckled, the alcohol emboldening him."Let's have some fun with him."

Michael immediately caught what Krit meant so he & Benz went near the boy, talk to him for a min then took him where Krit & Pon was waiting.

With a predatory smile, Krit pushed himself off the lounge chair and started walking towards the nerdy-looking boy.
"Are you here to spying on us?"

The boy visibly stiffened, eyes wide with fear. He seemed reluctant to speak, unsure of how to respond. Krit's friends encircled him, their smirks growing wider as they took in the person's obvious discomfort.

"Are you here to frame us?"

"What you tell them? No actually who you gonna tell?" They laughed at the poor soul because nobody's gonna hear him. Only money talks here.

"Let me see what you got," Krit said snatching his phone. He hand over that boy's phone to Pon.

Pon checked the phone.

"He recorded the drugs and alcohol, the whole party stuff."

Hearing Pon's reply Krit's eye's darkened. He gestured Benz and Michael who immediately caught the signal, a evil smirk broke both of their face as they lunged forward, grabbing the boy and forcibly dragging him towards the pool. Before the nerd could cry out, they were submerged into the cold water with a violent splash.

As the boy surfaced, gasping for air, Krit stepped forward and harshly grabbed the boy's hair and shoved his head into the water again and again. He was trying to breath but Krit was too cruel to let that.

When Krit satisfied he harshly pull his jaw. That boy was terrified as the group of boys looked down at them with cruel grins.

"You think you can just show up uninvited and crash our party?" Krit taunted.

"Benz delete everything from his phone and Mic, this shit is yours." Krit punched the boy's face and leave him in pool.

"Where you going?" Pon inquired.

"This crap made my mood sour. I'm going for a drive."

"Then take me home, I'm done."

Krit nodded. Pon & Krit left leaving the boy to the crazy duo. Krit was buzzed but not quite drunk so after Pon's disagreement, he still decided to drive.

Krit climbed into his car, the adrenaline from the night still coursing through his veins. He glanced at himself in the rearview mirror, a satisfied smile on his lips. His hair was tousled, and his clothes clung to him, still damp from the pool water.

"What a self obsessed guy tch" Pon taunted.

Krit chuckled,"I'll take it as a compliment."

Krit started the car, the engine roaring to life. He revved the engine a bit, showing off as usual, before pulling out of the parking spot with a screech of tires.

They drove away from the party, leaving the noise and chaos behind. He seemed much more relaxed now, a small smile playing on his lips.

As the car sped down the street, Kino turned to his friend and spoke for the first time since they left the party.

"Why you don't stop being like this? How long you gonna to that Krit?" Pon asked with his casual tone.

Krit glanced at him from the corner of his eye and shrugged. "What do you mean?" he replied, "I was making sure everyone knows their place."

"Grow up Krit" Pon advised. He knew this side of his friend all too well. The car continued on in comfortable silence, the only sound coming from the hum of the engine.

"You know," Krit began, his voice casual, "I can do pretty much anything I want, and no one can stop me."

Pon turned to look at his friend, silently urging him to continue."I have the money," he continued, his tone growing more confident, "the connections, the power... It's like I'm invincible."

Pon listened, his expression was blank. Krit took his eyes off the road for a moment to glance at his friend, his face illuminated by the passing streetlights.

"And you guys," he continued,"What should I afraid of?" Pon didn't replied because there's no need.

Krit was driving smoothly, until suddenly his vision started to blur. He gripped the wheel tighter, trying to focus on the road. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion as he tried to comprehend what was going on.

Pon noticed his friend's distress and looked at him worriedly. "Krit, are you okay?"

Krit blinked and shook his head, trying to clear his vision. "S-something's wrong," he muttered, his voice strained. "I can't see properly."

Pon's eyes widened in shock. "Pull over, man. Let me drive."

But just then a man came before their car out of blue. Pon widened his eyes in shock, his instincts took over, and he yanked the wheel in the opposite direction, trying to avoid the man who had suddenly appeared in their path. But it was too late.

The car hit the side of the road with a loud crash, the metal frame groaning in protest. Pon was thrown against the passenger door, while Krit was jerked violently in his seat. The force of the crash knocked Krit out, his head slamming against the steering wheel, before he slumped forward

He tried to lift his head, to make sense of what had just happened, but his body felt heavy and unresponsive.
A moment later, everything went black as he faded into unconsciousness.

To be continued.....

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