The unseen love

Chapter XV -> A long conversation

Arthit Pov

Finally, home sweet home, we were back at the dorm. It had been 10 days before Kongpob was allowed to leave, his recovery had gone slower than expected but here we were. After he woke up his pneumonia had intensified nearly causing his death. For two days he had been balancing on the edge between death and life fighting to remain alive. The third day things finally started to improve and from then on things had gone better and better until he was allowed to leave. I felt both happy and nervous and an awkward silence engulfed us. I didn't know what I should say to him or how to apologize cause what I did I myself found it unforgivable.

When we entered the apartment I sighed in relief that it wasn't completely turned upside down as I had feared. It seems Bright was not aware that I was still alive which gave me some time to think of a solution.

We sat in the couch, both unsure how to start this conversation. I swallowed and tried to say something but the lump in my throat didn't allow me to speak, I was still afraid that he would be angry with me. Finally I stood up only to go and kneel in front of him, crying, with tears flowing over my cheeks with a hoarse and hitching voice I slowly spoke with my head bowed: I am so sorry Kongpob, sorry for not telling you what was going on, sorry for thinking you would leave or hate me once I told you what was going on and terribly sorry for slapping you in the face, I shouldn't have done any of those, if you're angry with me or even hate me it's alright, I can understand, but please tell me how to make it up to you and don't leave me.

Kongpob Pov

When he kneeled in front of me I was stunned. P'Arthit what are you doing? He didn't answer, but instead began to narrate what had been on his mind and why he thought this way. When he finished, I grabbed his arms and took him in for a hug, wiping off his tears with my thumbs, P'arthit, don't cry, I am as much at fault as you or in my opinion even more, I should have handled you more gently not forcing you to tell me, if I had done so this wouldn't have happened. It's not your fault, what you did was something I would have done too if I saw a good friend being hurt while he refused to tell me why.
Kongpob for what follows now please don't interrupt, he moved out of my arms to the other end of the couch before slowly continuing, when I started my study here I encountered an old acquaintance of mine who you know by name, Bright, he had bullied me in the past and now it started all over again. The day you knocked on my door he had taken me captive and hit me in my face with his belt, why? Just because he hated me. When I arrived home I heard my grandma had a stroke and was likely to die. That combined drove me crazy, I didn't see a way out but then you came knocking on my door. Thereafter I had been capable to bribe bright into leaving me alone with the money my mother left me after she died but yesterday I was broke, i had nothing to pay. He had sworn me if I wouldn't pay he would rape and kill me.
He was in tears when he recalled the memory but I couldn't do anything for him now until he had finished his narrative, he asked my specifically ro listen and not interrupt. but it still hurted both what he said and what i saw.
But I got loose and had a fit of rage unleashing all the anger that they invoked by their actions all these years. I nearly killed him in my anger as they threatened to kill you and my grandmother while beating his 2 henchmen unconscious. The day on which we had the fight was that day, after I left the apartment i had wandered around reaching that bridge where you told me you found me. There my grandma called, saying Rome, one of his henchmen had visited her. When I hung up, Someone cut a knife into my chest. The last thing I heard was Brights voice above me. I was afraid if you knew you would leave, or hate me for causing you all this trouble and danger. After all what use am I? As a blind person I am only a nuisance to people, they just come and leave, and I was afraid you would do so as well.
He had stopped, unable to talk any further because of his crying and shaking breath. What should I do? I moved towards him asking him whether he was alright, off course he wasn't, but he didn't answer, he just sat there, curled up and crying. My heart teared apart at the sight, whatever Kongpob just help him.
So I took him in my embrace again, he clutched himself to my body, shaking and trembling while I just tried to comfort him. He didn't even seem to realize it that I was there, he just kept mumbling don't leave me, please don't leave me, Im sorry, I really am.
My heart broke when I heart that, how bad had people treated him in his life that he thought I would leave him? Had I done something giving him reason to think like this? No matter how hard I tried I couldn't think of anything.