Before Dawn

Chapter 9

The sound of a plate breaks in the living room which echoes almost all over the house. Tutor jolts up from his sleep and rushes out of his room. As he nears the living room, he hears his mother yelling.
"How could they let that monster out?" Mai shouts.
Tutor walks into the living room. Mai is standing in front of a white couch. She places her hand on her forehead trying to calm the migraine that is aching her head. Tutor looks at the television hung on the white wall.
It shows that Wong, the man who kidnapped Type has been released because of insufficient evidence.
Cheer exits her bedroom coming with two tablets of medicine.
"Please take them so you can calm down." Cheer advises her.
Mai looks at the medicine and reluctantly takes them with a glass of water placed on the brown stool by her side. Madam Ahn comes downstairs while making a phone call. She cuts the call as she walks into the living room and her daughter turns to look at her.
"What did they say?" Mai asks her mother.
"There's nothing that can be done. I called everyone I know and they said this is above them."
Mai sits down and relaxes on the sofa then she rubs her forehead gently.
"How could there be lack of evidence when he has clearly stated he kidnapped my son and for all we know he could be dead." Mai says.
"Mom, you need to calm down." Tutor says gently to his mother.
Mai raises her palm to Tutor, "If you had watched him more closely then none of this would have happened. How could you be so careless about your brother?" Mai yells.
"I didn't know when it all happened. I was watching him and then he just-"
"He just what? Do you have a hand in this Tutor? You must have been jealous of my real child so you got him out of the way." Mai runs to Tutor grabbing his collar and shaking him, "Where's my son Tutor? Return him to me please." 
"Mai. Get a hold of yourself." Cheer rushes to Mai and removes her hand from Tutor's collar who is just standing not knowing what to do or say.

      The sunlight creeps in through the blinds of the room brightening the room a little. Type drags the bedsheet over his face to cover it from the orange light. Type feels an arm pulling him closer to a firm chest. He opens his eyes in a flash and quickly sits up. He raises the bedsheet and sees he is completely naked underneath it. He unconsciously gasps which wakes up Tharn.
"What happened last night?" Type asks,
Tharn slowly sits up on the bed moving the bedsheet downward revealing his pale muscular chest.
"Don't you remember?" Tharn asks.
Type shakes his head but he can't remember anything. Then it comes like a flash. He holds his head as he feels his head ache. He remembers the feeling of Tharn near his body as they engaged in intercourse. His arms curved around Tharn's back as he feels Tharn going in and out of him. He must be lying if he says he didn't enjoy it.
"I have to go." Type says standing up and dragging the bedsheet with him exposing Tharn's nakedness who didn't care about showing it.
"Can we meet again?" Tharn asks. Type is picking up his clothes discarded all over the brown wooden floor. He ignores him and goes to the bathroom to change. After some minutes, Type comes back wearing a white long sleeve t-shirt and a black trousers with the suit in his arms. He throws the bedsheet on Tharn to cover him up.
"I'm sorry but we can't see each other again. The... the sex was amazing and I have never felt like that in a long time but I have something to do. I can't add extra drama to it. Thank you for everything." Type smiles.
"I really do hope we see each other again." Tharn says.
       Type exits the hotel building and takes a taxi back home. On the way he thinks of what he will tell his family about why the wedding was cancelled. Fighter has a lover who is a heir to the Luv n Face company. And he slept with a man that stopped him from committing suicide. He fists his hair tightly and releases it. He still loves Fighter and he is willing to forgive him if he wants to come back. Type arrives at home and walks in and sees his mother, sister and Tutor seated in the living room.
"Thank goodness, you're back. You had us all worried." Sarocha stands up and hugs her son.
"I'm sorry mom. I had a lot in my mind."
"But that's not your fault." Sarocha glares at Tutor. "It's your fault Fighter. After everything Type did for you. You both started dating from high school and this is how you decide to repay us."
"I'm really sorry for what I did to your family. I really love Type but this person I have met has triggered this feeling in me that I have never felt for anyone."
"So you aren't going to apologise for what you did?" Type asks.
Tutor stands up with his luggage. "I'm sorry but I hope you find someone who really love you. Goodbye." Fighter walks out of the house and Type glares at him with tears in his eyes and his fist tightened.