FALLIN' ALL IN YOU (Completed)

Chapter 71

Ring. Ring. Ring.

"Hello. What's wrong? Why are you crying?....... I'll be right there."

Arthit hung up, and drove straight to the hospital like a maniac in Kongpob's Range Rover. The call that he has always been afraid of getting one day has finally come. Tears blurred his vision as he cut across the freeway. Luckily, there were minimal traffic at this hour, but the hospital is still across town, and far from where he is. So he stepped on the gas pedal not caring for the speed limit.

When he arrived at the hospital, he quickly ran up to the registration desk.

Arthit: Miss, please tell me where Ploy Juntapun is?

Nurse: Let me check. She is in operation room 4B. Please sign your name for a pass. Take the elevators on the right to the fourth floor, and then make a left. Follow the signs upstairs.

Arthit quickly signed in, and rushed to the elevators. When he reached upstairs, he frantically looked for signs to tell him where to go. He turned left, and saw a sign pointing down the hall for operation rooms.

He quickly ran down the hall almost knocking over a nurse passing by.

"Sir, please be careful."

Arthit turned around the corner, and saw his sister with her face in her palms, and elbows on her knees.

"Krystal!"

Krystal looked up to see her brother. She quickly got up to go to him.

"Arthit."

Arthit wrapped his arms around his sobbing sister.

"How is mom? Tell me what happened."

"Dad was drinking again....hic.... and mom was trying to stop him. He slapped her, and took a bottle to go upstairs.....hic...I tried to stop mom....Mom went after him, and....somehow mom fell down the stairs....she hit her head.....hic....on the banister. Dad was so drunk....hic....he didn't even realize mom had fell....he came down....and kicked her. I tried to block his kicks....but mom still ended up with internal bleeding. The doctor said they should be able to stop the bleeding."

Arthit took a better look at his sister. Krystal arms were covered with bruises and scrapes with crusty dried blood. He has no doubt that her back is covered in bruises too.

Arthit clenched his fists together. His father has gone too far this time. His heart ached for his mother and sister, but there was too much anger at the moment for tears.

"Where the fuck was Kohl? And where's dad? Did you guys call the police on him?"

"Kohl came back, and he beat dad because dad was a maniac. Dad wouldn't stop kicking and fighting....hic.... So, Kohl beat dad until he passed out. He told me to take Mom to the hospital....hic....so I don't know how they are now. I told Kohl I'm here though."

Arthit and Krystal sat outside of the operating room. Krystal held onto her brother's hand. She hasn't seen him for at least four months now. They've messaged and talked a few times over the phone, but life just got busy day by day.

Krystal really wants to leave home, but she can't leave her mother. She was offered a very nice job inside the city, but she chose a much smaller company because it's closer to home. She needed to be there when her father gets drunk, and he beats her mother. Sometimes, the beatings were severe. There was a time it got so bad that she couldn't walk for weeks. Krystal wished everything can go back to the days when they were little, and before her father got fired from the police force. She hates how Kohl drove Arthit out of the house, but she is happy for Arthit because he no longer has to stay in their suffocating home. She studied his warm hands, and looked at his face. Even though Arthit was upset at the moment, he at least looked healthy.