Before Dawn

Chapter 8

           Tutor hears Fighter calling him but he ignores the calls and increases his running speed but Fighter is catching up to him. Tutor reaches the road and luckily for him, he sees a lady coming out of a taxi. He quickly enters the backseat and tells the driver to drive fast. Tutor looks behind him and sees Fighter standing looking at his car. Tutor relaxes into the car seat and steadies his breathing.
Tutor tells the driver his location of his house. He feels his phone vibrate and he checks the message which is from Fighter.
  You can't run forever.
Tutor clenches his shirt tightly as he reads the message. He doesn't know why he is feeling this way towards Fighter. Fighter was supposed to get married today and he is getting married to Tharn.
            After some minutes, the taxi drives up in front of the gate of Tutor's house. He pays the taxi driver and comes out. The taxi drives off and opposite him is Fighter standing and looking at him. Behind Fighter are trees and levelled grasses. Tutor gasps in fear and looks around hoping no one would notice or see anything suspicious.
"What are you doing here?" Tutor walks closer to Fighter lowering his voice as he speaks.
"I had to meet you. We left things unfinished." Fighter answers.
"Please don't do this here. Let's meet another time and discuss about what happened." Tutor concludes eager to enter his house before anyone sees him.
"We aren't doing anything wrong. Why are you so anxious?"
"Not now Fighter, this is just too complicated for me. I can't handle it right now." Tutor turns to walk away but Fighter holds his wrist.
"When I said I like you. I really meant it. What I feel for you is different and more powerful, please don't let go of this relationship."
"Relationship?" Tutor exclaims and turns around to face Fighter, "There's nothing going on between us." Tutor drags his wrist from Fighter's grasp and walks away. He quickly opens the gate and enters making sure to lock it even if Fighter cannot enter his house but he never knows.
       Tharn drives his car to a bar he frequently visits, Class Bar. He normally meets some men he can take home to please. He stops the car and looks beside him seeing the young man exclaimed because of the design of the building.
"Come with me." Tharn opens the door about to step out but Type places his hand on Tharn's shoulder stopping him.
"Where is this place?" Type looks at the duplex building mostly built with large frames of glass. He sees some men and women drinking wine. The design of the building and the clothes worn by the people inside shows this place isn't for people like him.
"You seem like you need someone to talk to. Come with me. Don't worry, I don't bite unless you want me." Tharn smirks.
Type almost smiles. No one has flirted with him for God knows how long and this made him feel special.
Tharn and Type come out of the car and as they approached the glass door, a tall lean man dressed in black trousers and black long sleeve shirt opens the door for them.
  Type meekly walks behind Tharn as they enter the building. Type's eyes widen seeing chandeliers hanging on the ceiling of the building brightly illuminating everywhere. He looks around and sees cliques of men and women all around talking laughing while having wine and beer.
       Having alcohol during the time of this day. There are somethings one doesn't understand about the high class.
     Tharn and Type take their seats at a round table. Tharn looks at the man opposite him who is still admiring the contents of the building.
"I'm Tharn, what's your name?"
Type looks at Tharn who is staring at him. Type looks down at the table like there's something interesting about it.
"I'm Type." He answers shyly.
"Type?" Tharn remembers hearing that name somewhere but he don't know where.
"Yeah. My name is quite rampant." Type says.
"Oh that must be it."
A waiter comes giving them menu books. When Type opens it, he sees only names of different expensive wine and beers  in the menu. He looks up and Tharn has given the book back to the waiter.
"I will take red wine." Type orders the cheapest one and returns the book back to the waiter. The waiter walks out.
"How are you feeling now?" Tharn asks.
"Honestly, thank you for saving my life. I made a decision that would have destroyed lives."
"If I'm not intruding, why did you want to do that?"
Type clenches his fist thinking of what Fighter did to him. He never wants to see Fighter again.
"He dumped me on my wedding day. He kissed another guy." Type says.
Tharn couldn't hide his surprise. "Well, that is his lose. Don't let someone's decision affect your life." Tharn encourages Type. Before Type knows it, tears are dropping from his eyes but he cleans them quickly and looks up to see Tharn smiling at him.
    The waiter returns with a bottle of red wine for Type and a Heineken beer bottle for Tharn. They have their discussions over bottles of wine and beer. They laughed at random jokes and movies. It's been long since Type had a long laugh with someone.