Till Death Do Us Apart

Bad Wayo!

Phana hissed a little when Kit put the medicine on his wound. The wound was healing, but the bandage still needs to be changed every day. Beam had confiscated the knife and everything that Pha can use to hurt himself, and both Kit and Beam now are the one who sends the pills to Phana, and they will stubbornly force Phana to take his meds before they leave Phana alone. All four of them are very worried about Phana's co9ndition that seemed to worsen, and they kept turns in watching Phana, with Forth and Ming helping after their working hours.

"Ouch, slow down a bit, Kit. You pressed it too hard." Phana yelped when Kit purposely pressed the cotton wool a bit harder on Pha's wound.

"Good for you then. This will teach you a lesson to not do anything stupid anymore." Kit scolded in between his gritted teeth. Phana sighed in defeat.

"How many times did I tell you that I don't mean to hurt myself. I really thought I was wearing a bracelet that Wayo gave me as a present." Phana tried to defend himself.

"Yeah. Pha, you are hallucinating. Please don't go mad. You know well that Wayo is dead. 3 fucking years ago! Even if he come back, he wouldn't want you to hurt yourself!" Kit yelled in frustration. Phana looked at Kit, a bit disappointed.

"I knew that very well, Kit. I knew that he was dead in my embrace, on our wedding day. And it is because of my incompetence as a doctor that Wayo had died." Phana was yelling too, before he paused to take a breath and whispered, "I am a doctor, yet I cannot save my dying fiancee."

Kit was taken aback by Phana's words. Ever since Wayo's death, Phana never opened up to anyone, and everybody thought that the reason Phana became depressed was that he couldn't move on.

"So, that's it, isn't it? That's why you...You became like this. Because you put the blame on yourself. You thought Wayo was dead because of you." Kit uttered in realization as he looked at Phana. Phana closed his face with his palm, trying to stop the tear that started to pool in his eyes.

"Pha, you need to stop taking the blame. Wayo's death was because of the major injury that he received during the crash. You heard what the postmortem result is. Even a great doctor can't save him without the proper equipment. He was beyond saving, Pha." Kit said softly as he patted Phana's shoulder. Phana's soft sobs were heard echoing the room. Kit sighed.

"No, I won't believe that. I can save Yo...My Wayo..." Phana mumbled. Kit's heart broke when he heard the words coming out from Phana's mouth.

"I am sorry for letting you carry that burden for so long. I never knew..." Kit uttered as he hugged Phana.

"You need to move on, Pha. You deserves to be happy. That's what Wayo would want." Kit persuaded softly. Phana just shook his head.

"No. He doesn't want me to move on. That is why he kept on coming every day. He wants to see me as much as I wanted to see him." Phana said, his voice firm and full of assurance.

"Pha, that is all in your mind. There is no Wayo coming here, Pha. He's dead. And even if he really did, he has no right to make you hurt yourself. Because if he did, he's a bad Wayo!" Kit fumed. He stood up abruptly and left Phana alone.

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"P'Pha, did you have a fight with P'Kit?" Wayo asked softly as he lie down beside Phana.

Phana nodded softly as he pulled Wayo into his embrace. He put his face at the crook of Wayo's neck, inhaling Wayo's sweet scent. Wayo still smell the same as always; the smell of mint and cinnamon.

"Is it about me?" Wayo asked again, his voice was slower this time, almost close to a whisper. Phana just stay silent, not knowing how to answer the question. Wayo sighed softly.