3Encounters: MewGulf

Chapter 17

"oh.... your fiancé?"

"yeah," it was then that Gulf realized what he had said. He hadn't meant to be blunt. It came off as bragging. He ended up not answering the call.

Mew didn't know what to say. He had forgotten about everything but now everything came crushing back full force. It felt like he was being rejected once again. He started sweating. The signs were coming back and he could feel it.

He stood up.

Gulf had resisted to answer the phone two times and now it was ringing for the third time.

"you should answer that," Mew said getting up heading towards the door before he started getting an episode in front of Gulf.

"she can wait. I don't have to answer her right now." Gulf gave an excuse to stay longer with Mew. He denied the call and put his phone away.

Mew's phone started going off as well. He looked at it and it was Mild calling.

"but I have to," he said answering his phone and opening the door.

Gulf knew this was an opportunity that was hard to come by. Mew was were he wanted him to be. Alone and secluded without Mild. He couldn't go knocking on Mew's door because Mild had scared him off. He reached out to hold Mew's free hand as he was holding the phone with the other. He felt Mew's hand was hot and palms sweaty. His eyes widened in realisation when he saw the sweat on Mew's forehead. It was the same as what had happened in the afternoon. He saw the resemblances.

Mew looked back and saw Gulf staring at him with pleading and concerned eyes but the voices in his head were getting stronger. He was getting dizzy. Gulf only let go when he heard Mew saying,

"im on the stairs please come and get me," on the phone.

That's when he knew he had to disappear. Why was Mew getting sick whenever he was there with him? Was it really because of the damage Mild had mentioned earlier? He heard footsteps approaching and he quickly rushed down the stairs to hide. He listened when Mild came rushing to find Mew seated on the floor.

"two in one day seriously MJ?And you're fighting me on going back to the hospital?"

"I'm feeling sleepy hurry up before I sleep on you," Mew muttered breathily.

"what triggered you this time?"

"Shut up," Was what Gulf last heard before the door for the stairs closed. If he had been worried before then his apprehension just worsened. He didn't want to go back in the house, so he didn't. He left the building altogether and went to his co-workers apartment building a few minutes away from his own after asking if he could crash there.

The following morning when they got to work, they had a meeting. They were alerted that since they entered business with J-Limited Co, they were invited to the inauguration of the new CEO, Dr Suppasit. Gulf was happy for a moment and his happiness faded when he heard that the event was going to be the last weekend of the month.

Why did it have to be on the same day? Gulf thought. He wanted to be there too. The company asked for 3 executives to attend the event and Gulf was not one of them.

Dang it!

The argument between Mew and Mild continued that morning too.

"I don't know why you are fighting me on this." Mild said for the umpteenth time. "you had two episodes in one day MJ."

"I know. I know that was my bad, for the last time just let it go. Going back there is going to make me worse and you know it."

"you don't know that. This is different. We are no longer in a foreign country and you have your family and you have me."