Kingdom Of The Wicked ( Gear Hearts Book 2) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 3: Nightmare

Kongpob POV

The city was in ruins, everything else--worn and crumbled. I strolled over the crack pavements, and I looked around. This was not my city. The sky was red as blood, and there were bat demons flying. Their wings flapping. I backed away as one of them almost hit me with their claws as they flew towards the portal. The buildings were so familiar to me.

That is my city. My heart pounded in my chest. Beads of sweat trickling down my forehead upon seeing my friends neither dead or unconscious. But we were losing. P'Bright at the corner. There were intricate swords impaled on his back, the steel was black and sharp. Inscribed with demon language. Next to him was P'Third lying down. M was dead with open eyes while May was leaning against a rock, her hair splaying with sweat and blood on her face.

Then, P'Arthit was lying with a broken sword on his side. His Gear Heart necklace torn in half next to his head. My eyes were wide with fear. My body sprinted next to him, kneeling and I check his pulse.

No. No,no,no,no. I can't lose him. I could taste my saliva thickening in my mouth.

I flinched when P'Arthit grabbed my wrist. He was still conscious, thank goodness. But there was hatred in his eyes. "You...you could've stopped your brother."

P'Arthit loosed his grip, death sucked out his life from his eyes and he was just staring blankly at me. My jaw quivered. Red light illuminated at my face. I raised my head to the portal. Shadow curses, Bat demons and otherwordly creatures entering earth. And it was all my fault.

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I shot upright, finding myself in hyperventilation. My face was sweaty. It's just a nightmare.

P'Arthit jerked his head in alarm, and he turned on the lamp. He was half-naked under the sheet.

He put an arm over me and I leaned my head on his shoulder. His presence forced back the cold fear as I turned my awareness to my boyfriend's body. All warm and solid along with mine.

P'Arthit pulled me closer. I turned my head to the side, to look at him. My eyes found his. They were deep and luminous, a color of black pearl.

He pushed locks of my hair out of my eyes.

I have a good shudder in my bones because of his comfort. Him-being here was enough. I let my eyes closed.

"It's okay." P'Arthit whispered. "I'm right here, babe."

Third POV

"How long are we going to pretend that we are in a relationship?" P'Aun asked.

We were hanging out in the balcony of the Corp. He was a Green Alchemist and also a member of Kong's corp.

I stared down into the empty street below. It was middle of the night, so apparently there were only few cars passing by, and the sidewalks were just posts and trees.

"Long enough that Bright will finally get over me." I said.

P'Aun furrowed his eyebrows. "You love him, if he feels the same way you do. He should be your boyfriend, not me." He took a sip from the monster energy drink we bought from 7/11 earlier.

I struggled to find words to say. He hurt me. I saw him with multiple girls back when we were still in high school, and didn't even reconsider my feelings.

Oh my God, Third. Why are you still even doing this? He truly wouldn't mind if you're single or taken. My subconscious was mad.

Divert yourself to Aun. He's hotter than him. Bright's not worthy of your attention. 

Bright POV

I'm not worthy of his attention. Why was I keep pursuing him and why the heck was I knocking to someone's door and no one was answering. I was tipsy. I went back to the nightlife an hour ago, and got wasted.
I knocked the door again. Seconds later, a disheveled-looking Bone Heronight opened the door. Since Arthit and Kong were like the best couple on earth and technically having their romantic encounters in their room. I didn't have the right to disturb those lovebirds.

I might walked in and see them naked. 

"Bright? Dude, you're wasted again!" Bone squinted at me.

"As always." I said, my voice has never been this weak. I felt like my inside was crushing as an image of P'Aun and Third eating in a fancy restaurant pops in my head. 

"I'm not babysitting you, dude. Not when your heart gets broken by a girl again."

"You can, actually." I laughed.

"Come" He gestured me to go inside. I flopped down on the sofa. "Who is it this time?"

"It's Third." 

"Third?!" Bone had to blink twice. 

"You have a vodka?" I asked. 

"As in Third Gunslinger?" Bone said in disbelief. "But he's our friend."

I began to weave story about Third helping us in Sarika Island and throughout the shadow curse and John's the culprit behind everything. My confession to him, but he turned me down.

"I thought you have a rule that you don't want to date a friend." Bone crossed his arms over his chest. 

"I love him, and I don't know what to do that he's now in a relationship with P'Aun."

"That Perfect Aun from Green Alchemist?" Bone asked.

"Yeah, he's not that perfect, Bone. He's just another hard-rocking-famous asshole. Now, where's the vodka I'm asking for? I need to drown myself in booze until I'll kill myself here in your sofa."

Bone peered to the sofa and thwacked a pillow at me. "You should rest here. No more vodka for the drunk Bright Serano."