Singto's POV:-
Krist...........!!!
It was like my whole world was spinning........I was feeling dizzy.......many voices where echoing behind my mind
.......My eyes were getting blurry.......my body was trembling.......my lips were shivering........I felt like something is stuck in my throat......and I was not able to say a single world because of the scene in front of me.........!!
There was a person in front of me......curled up like a ball....behind the door......with pale body......pale lips....closed and flattering eyes.....slightly parted lips.....bandage on his forehead....
....cuts on his lips, cheeks, hands and other parts of body.......uncountable scares on his skin, some fresh and some healed........traces of dried tears on his cheeks......he seems familiar.......but he is not......He can't be....!!
I was looking at that sleeping figure on floor and was asking him again and again in my mind that Are you really Krist......?? But he was not answering me!! He was just taking deep breathe and was bableing something in his deep sleep which I was not able to understand. Why is he not answering me.....!!
With my trembling legs, I took small-small steps towards him. Fighting with my own mind that he is not Krist. He just can't be. I just had to take three steps to reach him but those three steps were like three million steps.....which I was not able to cross......!! I was afraid that what if he is really Krist.......!!
When I reached to him, I got on my knees and tried to touch his face. My hands were trembling terribly. They want to touch the person in fornt of me but at the same time they were hesitant. Now, my hands were fighting with my brain.......Is he really Krist........!!
After gathering enough courage, I finally touched his cheeks which were very cold. I put my hands on his cheeks and caressed the scar which was healing now. Why those scars on him at first place. Is someone is abusing him.....?? But who...?? He lives whit his sister here and she loves him a lot........then how....??
I don't know how and when, but more and more tears slipped down from my eyes making his clothed shoulder wet. Getting warmth from me, Krist stired in his sleep and spoke very softly-
"P'.....P' Sing...."
And hearing his soft and weak voice made my whole world stop. It made me realized that he is really Krist. My Krist............ I again started breathing heavily and without my knowing my throat made a voice.
"Ki.....Krist.....!!"
"P'.....Sing....."
I took his head in my hand carefully not to cause any pain to his injury and placed his head on my lap and brush away the bangs falling on his forehead. His pale and tear soaked face made me clear that not something but everything is wrong here. His bruised fingers were cold and shivering and was telling that he is going through a lot.
I was caressing his cheeks with my hand. Combing his hair with my fingers. Tracing his each and every single scar with my teared eyes. My mind, forming every single possibility of the cause of his present state.......why he is like this???
Krist was one of my favorite Nong, a best friend, a best companion, a best co-worker. He was totally opposite to me. Full of life, funny, brave, outspoken, and unpredictable. We were happy together as friends. We were happy together as Phii and Nong. We were happy together with everything that we had.
But after Krist's confession and that night, everything changed. I gave him cold shoulders and tried to ignore him so that he can get over from me but that incident happened and everything broke with it. My mind and my body just felt anger and betrayal towards him. I wanted to beat him...scold him...yell at him....ask him that why he did that...slap him....expel him from my life....forget him.......but....after seeing him like this...in this state....in this awful condition.....how can I do that.....how....??
