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BamBam's POV

It's been five years since I lost my entire family. The feeling of emptiness fills my body as I sit in my room by myself, thinking of everything. Yes, even after five years I still think of them. What else am I supposed to think? I'm an orphan with no family.

It still haunts me to this day to think about how they suffered before they died. Their story was so sudden and abnormal, that it was on the national news. For about a couple of years, they held an annual television broadcast that explained what my family tried to do for Thailand. After Chuan Juntasa found out about it, he shut it down.

On the night that my family died, we all had an argument. I couldn't stand our lifestyle, being in the countries most dangerous triad. Yes, Thailand is still the most dangerous country to be in. My parents and older brother never understood that I didn't want to live like this, it was such an ugly feeling to always live on the edge and in the dark because we didn't want to be found my Chuan. I was feared by my peers about being the son of well known gangsters and I finally blew up.

Funny how my family helps people leave this horrible county and they still get called gangsters, it's a great representation of people who don't appreciate the help.

A boy my age wants nothing more than to have friends, my only friend was Lalisa. And she seemed not to hate me, or fear me. Her father had them on edge and in the dark as well. When she found out that my family wanted to end Chuan Juntasa, she supported them. She didn't mind being my friend, which I wish she would have. Well, I'd always wish that she was more than that, but I didn't want to get her more involved than she already was. My family took a lot of risks and many times almost got caught.

Many times include helping families leave Thailand with a small price. That was my families biggest priority, not me, their son, but other people. I guess you can say that I became jealous of the people who took up all the attention from my parents. I was the black sheep of the family, no one ever wanted to hear my input or give me a chance to help, like I was some sort of child. I became restless with the whole deal about putting our lives in danger.

I was very selfish, I didn't want my family to get involved with helping the people of my country. But they kept telling me that it was their job to do what they could for their home land. I guess at the time I didn't understand.

The night of the argument I walked out of the house, infuriated and full of hate, leaving my parents exhausted, my hyung angry and my little sister crying. I had a plan to leave and never look back, I no longer wanted this life style. I guess at the age of seventeen, I thought I was capable of a lot of things. When really I wasn't, the answer wasn't to walk away from my family.

That was the worst mistake of my entire life. I didn't know that someone was looking for us. During all of the years, I should have known, I should have known that someone was watching. Chuan Juntasa is a smart and powerful man, I should have known that he'd find out. He's always watching, but because I was always complaining about my life, it had never crossed my mind until that night.

Someone dangerous came to our house with the intention of murder, one of Chuan Juntasa's men. At least, that's the easiest thing I could guess. A skilled bounty hunter, he possibly watched us like a wounded deer. And it seemed to me that I was the lucky one who made it out alive, being that I had just missed the dangerous man by a few minutes of arrival to my house.

Now that I think of it, he was prepared. This shit was premeditated, I could imagine all the disgusting vial things he had planned for my family. Being that I've worked with WPP for five years, I've seen and the impulsive acts they've done to families like mine. Sick people like this, intoxicated by evil, have done this for years. From what I understand, Thailand was never like this. I remember sitting down in the den with my parents and my older brother, much before my little sister was born, they'd tell us about how life was before Chuan.

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