The unseen love

Chapter XXXIV -> What do I feel?

Arthit Pov

I was slamming my fists on my desk. I was angry, very angry. I had expected anything but this what my father said just now. Had he just done everything without a real reason? I controlled myself but I really want to destroy the whole room, but controlling myself I decided to pound my desk instead in order to vent my anger.

All the memories had returned, his reaction when I wanted to go to high school, his anger after mom died, his hatred when I was young, the pain both physical and emotional I had to endure because of him and his belt. I needed to calm down a bit, my rage was terrible and who knew what I would do to someone in this state. I pushed the button on my desk and a servant came knocking in the door. You called sir? A cup of tea with accompanying requirements. Yes sir.

Once it had been delivered I cried, breaking down. I had called Kongpob to come. Only a short time later heart I his steps in the corridor, running up the stairs and then knocking on my door. But I didn't react, Arthit, is everything alright? He opened to door coming in while I stood up and threw myself in his embrace. He just let me, embracing me, ruffling my hair while trying to soothe me. It was a truly sad sight, I was crying and he also had tears in his eyes. I could feel something wet falling in my neck, you don't have to cry for me Sim I whispered but he didn't react except for embracing me even tighter.

After A while I calmed down a bit and we sat down to have a drink. I could tell he wanted to know what happened but also that he was waiting for me to start telling at the moment I deemed I was ready for it.

Kongpob Pov

I was desperate to know what had happened but I should give my P' some space to relax a bit before he would spill it. I knew how sensitive he was and things like these took him some time to process before he would go on confronting them. Though that already was a massive improvement in comparison with how he simply ignored ongoing problems or at least didn't share them.

I had sit down on the chair behind his desk before taking him in my lap, he was whispering in between his cries, Am I a shame to you? Aren't you ashamed of being given a Blind lover by God? He just did al this without a reason, he was ashamed and angry that was why. Now how am I supposed to cope with this? If it had been one clear reason why all this had to happen it would be so much easier but this, give me one reason to forgive him! He is still your father P', really, I have never really experienced having one. Maybe you should give him a chance, just a chance to prove he wants things to be different, you cannot change the past but you can change the future.
But I understand it is difficult P', some things though are just destined to happen with no real reason, like my parents, how they treated me just for their career was difficult but we must accept our past and move on. The question is will we move on with or without the people who caused this pain? It is your choice P' but please make one you won't regret later.

I'll for now just put it to the test, he wanted a chance, he shall have to prove himself to gain one. I won't just naively forget all that happened, too much has transpired for that. But I also cannot brush him aside, if I did that I would both regret it later and be just as him, hurting without proper reason.

I understand P'.

After that we just sat there for some time relaxing and comforting the other with our presence. He told me something about this room and what his father had said on curing his blindness. It struck me that this room was still like he had left it behind, it was a testimony to his father's intentions and true feelings.

Someone knocked on the door, Dinner stands ready, are you willing to join? You want to P'? Let's go,

I had become lazy from all the sitting and I was yawning and stretching trying to shake it of, Arthit laughed at it, what are you laughing at? Nothing,