Fake life?!

Chapter 2

It's the last chapter I'm writing this week about this story. I'm going to concentrate on the other stories now :) But I hope you enjoy it

Warning: Some scene contains violence so be aware!

The song is I'll be here by BTOB

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Another day finally arrived. The three Rojnapat's brothers were in the dining room, Arthit finishing setting the table for the breakfast while Kongpob was sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching television. From the day as he was aware of him losing his memory, he found a new hobby. It was news in their surroundings to find any information whether they would report about a man commiting a crime by using gunfire or a young man beung missed. If there was news about such young man then it could be him. He had to use every opportunities to find his identity.

Arthit came to call him to turn off the television and eat breakfast with them as there was a reportage about a crime happening in the proximity. A young woman in her 25 years was found dead on the dark alley, she was murdered. Kongpob was in shock, thinking it must be him who commited such crime. His face darkening all the sudden, he wanted to step back to avoid Arthit since he seemed dangerous but the shorter man's giggle made him freeze on the ground. The beautiful sound his voice was making, sounded like music in his ear. He couldn't run away even if his conscience told him to leave Arthit behind, forgetting him for the rest of his life if he didn't want to hurt him. But his heart was telling him otherwise: He sould stay there and change for the better for him!

„Think rational Phee... Her body was found recently, meaning you can't be the culprit if I found you two weeks ago. Unless you left during the night to...", he began but laughed as the taller man's expression changed from releaved to shocked.

Smack! It was Prem who hit Arthit on the head, the younger man rubbing on his head.

„Stop teasing him. He's older than you so show your Phee some respect, Arthit...", the older brother told him half jokingly with a smile on his face.

Arthit still rubbed against the spot where he hit him, „Phee, stop hitting my head. What if I turn dumb because of you always hitting my head?"

„Stop exaggerating. You won't get dumber than you already are", Prem answered, laughing at his younger brother.

Those two brothers liked to tease each other, only Knott never played along. Stupid games like that were too immature for him. The victim's body that was transported in the ambulance then the young woman's picture, was showed in the television. Kongpob wanted to turn off the telvision when the female reporter reported that the victim was strangled to death. She mentioned that there was a roman numerals, IV scarified on the victim's neck. The reporter added that she was killed the way Anuphap Chutimant also known as the sadistic strangler mudered his preys. A roman numerals was left ante mortem, just like Anuphap's initials. The sadistic strangler was a serial murderer who was capptured 1 1/2 years ago, he was accused of killing four women in 3 years but was released in the court due to lack of evidence. At that time he had a young lawyer as his defendant who managed to get him out of the prison with a not guilty sentence. His release caused a big controversy among the netizens, the victim's family and the gouvernment. After his release, he disappeared from the scene as just like he appeared. Some suggested that he was maybe killed by one of his victim's family who did self justice on him. The lawyer was blamed that time, his family was even targetted by angry mob. And that lawyer was...

Arthit turned his attention to Prem, the latter froze on the spot, couldn't continue his way to the kitchen. He slowly turned to face the television, his eyes widening in shock as the picture of Anuphap was showed. There was a possibility that the serial killer returned or a copycat was striking terror into people's heart. Upon hearing the news, Knott came to them, trying to calm Prem down. But the latter couldn't even breath a sight of relief as his cellphone rang. It was his boss, ordering him to appear in the office immediately. Prem's mind was in chaos, he couldn't think straight out of guilty feelings. He dashed in his bedroom to wear his suit then ran in his car to leave for work after quickly bidding farewell with his brothers.