ADDICTED: NICOTINE

CHAPTER 1

It's the last day of the semester, students were excited to get out of the university campus, laughing and giggling at each other. Joy was filling the air in the corridors, and a certain third year college student was looking forward to head at the back of the school's gym, his boyfriend had texted him earlier to meet him there, he was fantasizing at what cheesy antic his boyfriend had prepared this time.

They had been together for two years now, going through everything together. And it's been a year since they finally came out to their parents, his boyfriend's parents were very accepting, but not his. His parents wasn't at all enthusiastic about his relationship, they told him that he was probably just curious, his boyfriend's family were their competition in business which made everything worse, but the boy never gave in and said that he'll never break up with the other. So his parents just let him be, thinking that he would probably grow out of it when the time comes.

It was a pleasant afternoon, the way to the back of the gym looked amazing. Rays from the setting sun beamed through trees, it was all calm and serene, but when he finally reached his destination, everything fell apart.

"Kongpob?" a young man calls out with a shaking voice, he doesn't know how to react to what was happening in front of him, he stood there, frozen. The said man breaks away from another boy's lips, turning his head to look at who it was. His eyes immediately enlarged when he saw Arthit standing behind a few meters away from him.

"A-Arthit, this isn't what it looks like." Kongpob stutters, walking towards the other boy who now had tears streaming down his soft cheeks. Kongpob attempts reach out for Arthit's hands, but before he could even touch him, the pale boy has already turned his back away from the other and started running away. The scene broke Kongpob's heart, he saw the love of his life crying in front of him.

6 YEARS LATER

Arthit gets up from his bed, it was yet again another day of hell for him. Today marked six years of being held captive by his own parents. He brought out the photo that he hid under his pillow, it was the photo that their friend Pete took when he finally said yes to Kongpob after almost a whole semester. He still couldn't believe Kongpob was patient enough to wait for his answer for almost half a year.

He remembered when Kongpob first asked him out, Kongpob was a member of the hazers.One day while he was walking pass a group of first years, he was surprised when all the first years suddenly handed him a bunch of roses. He was so confused until Kongpob came up behind him holding a big ass bouquet, the first years cheered and squealed when Arthit agreed to go on a date with him. It was so cheesy, everyday he spent with Kongpob made him crave for more, until everything broke down in front of him.

Six years ago on that same day, he went home crying while carrying bags and seeked comfort from his mother, but instantly regretted trusting her and telling her about what Kongpob did, she told the young man they will immediately leave their town to let him start again.

That wasn't what Arthit wanted, he refused to what his mother had told him. Saying that he can't resolve his problem by suddenly disappearing, but his mother told otherwise. Arthit ran up to his room and got his bags again, he wanted to go back to Kongpob.

He tried looking for his phone to contact his boyfriend, but he found it broken after being smashed by his father. They didn't allow him to get in touch with Kongpob anymore and locked him up for hours in his room. Midnight came and his parents opened the door to his room with a few guards behind them. The guards grabbed Arthit and dragged him to a car, Arthit tried to restrain from the men but were too strong and too many for him to handle. He gave up, telling himself that he'll get the chance to get away from his parents. Arthit has never heard of Kongpob since then.

Six years had passed since that day and in every window of opportunity that he found and took, he always end up getting caught and locked up in his room. Every time he goes up, there was always one or two of him father's men following him. It was making him insane, but he kept himself strong.

The sound from a ringing phone woke Arthit up from his trance, he reached out for the phone on the side of his bed and answered it.

"Yes? I just woke up, I'm heading down in a couple of minutes, just let me get ready."

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Hello guys, so here's yet again another attempt to write a story. I really hope you guys would like it. Love yall.