[Tin x Can] If Only I Could Trust

Chapter 8: Part 2

It took me a while to get back but I came home like nothing had happened. Everyone knew that I had escaped my room and my father wasn't particularly happy about it. He had called me in my study to tell me that Tul was in a medically induced coma. I was waiting for him to accuse me but the minor downfall of Tul was blamed on thugs breaking into the new building. I had displayed fake shock, actually I didn't have to fake it much. I was indeed feeling this way. I didn't know that I had it in me to do this to someone. It was sad to think that I was happy because he wouldn't be in my way for a while.

My parents were another thing. Since they knew that no matter what they did I would find my way to Can they chose to ignore the fact that we were together. I was also shocked at this too. I quickly deduced that they felt that I was a lost cause in all aspects so they had no need to pay attention to my decisions. My father told me as long as I stayed out of the media he will let us be. Eventually I knew he would choose this. This was how he handles his affairs. I also had another condition, that I would enter treatment for my 'addictions', as he called it. If this is all it took then I can agree.

My mother on the other hand couldn't even look at me. I knew she had always been ashamed of how I turned out. She chose not to be a mother to me and ignore me. Instead she put all of her faith in Tul. It stung me a bit that she put us against each other. And for what? Money. She never believed me when I told her Tul was mean to me when we were younger. She often sighted me as being jealous of him. Unfortunately I wished she had kept her distance but she appeared at the end of the hallway and started to come towards me as I walked to my room.

'Tin.' She stated arrogantly.

'Mother.' I respectfully countered.

'I forbid you to be with that man.' She stood in front of me staring anywhere but my face. 'It's against nature and God.' The vehement way she said it spit acid on my face.

'Father has already said I am ok to pursue this. I will do what is required of me. Can will come as he pleases, and I will go as I please. You listen to father don't you mother or shall I tell him that you don't agree with him?'

Without a word she brushed past me and flitted down the stairs. Bringing out my key I entered my room. I looked around at the disarray. Someone had been here. I sighed and began to clean up. Afterward I went to the kitchen and made Can some food. Packing it up I left quickly and headed to my car. I made a call to the hospital and told them I wished for my brother to be monitored and any changes to report to me. After hearing the severity of his health reiterated and that my brother wasn't going to be awake anytime soon, I headed where I really wanted to be.

I knocked on the door a few times before anxiety set in. Why was no one answering? Just when I was about to attempt to bust it down Can appeared. His hair was all around his head going in different ways and he was rubbing his eyes. 

He perked up a bit when he smelled food. No hi, no smile, no nothing - he just grabbed the bag and hobbled back to the couch. Sitting down slowly, he winced a few times. Ignoring the pain he was in he smelled the bag and hummed in delight. I smiled at him as he tore it open and how excited he got when he found out that it was duck noodle soup with extra duck on the side. I placed a bottled water next to him and sat down.

His cheeks were all full as he stuffed spoonful after spoonful in his mouth without chewing. I was astonished by the fact that he didn't choke. He took a swig of water and then smiled. Did he even chew his food? I swear I didn't see it.

'I love you Can.' I don't know why I had to say that now but it's how I felt.

'I luf yoo too.' A noodle flew out his mouth onto his hand and he re-ate it again. Disgusting. But that is Can.