Break Up

Opportunity -4

I was with Arthit for nearly 14 hours and I did not want to let him go.  Although, I could not stop him from going then since I had my parents to take care but while sending him off the door I acted that I was scared of those loafers pretty sure he would buy my story of  being a victim.  He bought it and suffered his whole life because of it.  Well, no stranger would go to an extent of daily visiting  the victim and pep talking him.  Arthit came two days in a row and always sat with my parents conversing the day to day affairs of his office.   I sat there in the midst of my parents ogling him.  What else could I do?  

My mom believed that I am already married to him and was stuffing him food.  I was worried about his weight but gave that if the fat settled around cabooses it would be really awesome to taste those spongy, juicy, squeezy and addictively chewy.  This went on for two days and I was running out of time.  My one month's part time job was diminishing to only five days.  I decided to go to my college and then to my job.  I had to equal the score with those loafers.  I am a black belt in karate and if I could not give them back, then how could I be called Kongpob the great.  I hired my trustworthy and free goons.  They did the ground work and closed in on them and informed me.  We all gave them good thrashing and warned them if they tried any means to escape from the police, We as in I  would kill them.  The next day, all were arrested and charged with groping and drugging.  They were sentenced to three years imprisonment.  Well, it took six months though.

Let me come back to my love story, Arthit was surprised and happy that the loafers were arrested.  It was my last day at work and Arthit agreed to give me a free lift till my house.  I decided it was now or never.  When we reached my house, I said I had something to tell him personally and asked him to take me to his flat.  Clueless Arthit thought that I was quite nervous because of the case coming for the trial at the court, he agreed and as soon as we reached his flat and the door was closed.  I bent on my left knee and thus began,

"Arthit, this is my last chance.  Be boyfriend.  I cannot be without you.  Please accept me.  I want you.  Otherwise, I will die.  I am groped.  I am tainted.  Nobody will be my boyfriend.  You have a soft corner for me.  So, I know you will accept me.  You are my hero, my saviour, what if they come back, attack me, please accept me.  You are the only one who can save me from them.  See here, I have a poison, a rat poison.  I will be dead.  Accept my offer.  Arthit, please be my boyfriend please".

Unmoved by  my histrionic performance, Arthit walked past me and sat on the couch as in deep thought.  I thought I had to seriously drink the poison, although it was grape juice  and so I got up on my feet, took the poison from my pocket and was about to bring it to my mouth when he said,

"If you are dying then I have to look for someone else right" and he winked at me.

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