ADDICTED: NICOTINE

CHAPTER 42

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"NO! KHAI!" a small man wakes and sits up abruptly. He was extremely sweaty and his chest was going up and down from panting. The pale young man who was just about to fall asleep was startled and started shuffling from his position, going to his bestfriend. The other's scream really woke up all his senses. He sits next to him on the bed and started shooting questions.

"Third, Third. Are you okay? Are you hurt? How are you doing?"

Third looks at him, still a little dazed but when he realised that it was his bestfriend sitting in front of him, he jumps on him to hug the taller man.

"Arthit, they have him. They have Khai. I watched him get knocked out, I couldn't do anything. I'm so worried." Third says as he tightens his hug on Arthit, the pale boy hugs him back and tries to soothe him by caressing his back. Arthit could feel his shirt get wet as the other has started crying softly.

"Don't worry. He'll be fine. Khai is a strong man."  he comforts the other, Third nods softly though he was still anxious. They stay in that position for a while and separates when Third was ready. 

"How are you?" Arthit asks, his face showing a concerned expression. Third rubs on his eyes and wipe off the tears before answering.

"I'm okay, just a little dizzy."

"You should rest more." Arthit stands up and gets a glass of water from the small fridge inside his room and some painkillers from the nightstand's drawer. Third notices the basin filled with water with a wet cloth hanging on its side. 'Arthit must have taken care of me all night.' he thought. He turns his head and winces a little as he felt like his head was struck by a bat.

"Here, drink these." he says, handing him the drink and the pills and waits for Third to finish up before he gets up again to place the glass on the nightstand. After doing so, he goes back to his friend and holds his hand.

"Thank you." Third says, Arthit nods a little. His head casted down.

"Third look, I'm sorry for dragging you guys into this. This is all my fau-" but before could even finish his sentence, a pillow was thrown softly at his face.

"Hey! I was being serious here." Arthit says, rubbing his nose that got struck by the pillow.

"That's because you were starting to blame yourself for shit you shouldn't even be guilty about!" Third retorts.

"Why shouldn't I be blaming myself? I dragged you guys into my problems."

"Well it's your problem so it makes it our problem too. Arthit, you're my bestfriend. Don't be afraid to share your pain, that's what we are here for. Burdens, problems, shitty parents, those fuckers are easier to carry when you have people behind your back and help you. If I were at your stand right now, I know you would've done the same for me. I already knew what the possible risks were before I agreed on helping you out. Okay? If we have anyone to blame here. It's that stupid ass old man." Third says, pointing his hand at the door. Arthit looks at him, his tears threatening to fall. Third sees the look on his face and spreads his arms. Inviting the taller man for a hug.

Arthit accepts the hug and embraces the smaller man. What would he do without his friends? The world can turn their backs on him but his friends never would. He feels so lucky to have them.

"Thank you." Arthit says, his voice a little shaky as he tries to keep himself from crying. Third rubs on his back to soothe him.

Knock knock knock

The knocking startles the two boys, they pull away and looks at each other. They felt a little scared. What would happen to them now? Arthit breaths in deep and releases. Third nods at him as assurance. The taller man straightened himself and stood up from his place. He puts back on his cold expression before speaking.

"Come in."

The door opens and comes in a guard carrying a tray of food. The guard closes the door behind him and continues to walk inside and place the food at a small table inside the room. Arthit and Third both had their heads up. Both watching the man's every movement.

After settling the food, the guard comes to the two men and clears his throat before in an weird tone, sounding like as if his words were recorded inside of him and was played in front. A robot, Arthit thought in his mind as they listened to what the guard was saying.

"The boss wants you to get ready for the wedding tomorrow. Your suit, also Mr. Tachapon's (Third) will be brought this afternoon. The ceremony will start at 10 am. You are expected to be ready by 8 am as you will be picked up at before 9 from this room." the guard said in a monotone voice.

Arthit glanced at Third first before returning his gaze back to the guard. Seeing him nod softly, the guard leaves the room, saying that he will come pick up the dishes again after an hour.

After making sure that the guard was gone, Third looks around. It was only then when he realised that it was already turning dark. So I slept in? he asks himself. He gets up from the bed and tells Arthit that he will go wash up. Arthit then remembers something.

"Third! Wait, Kong has cameras installed remember?" Arthit says, but not too loud for the guards outside his room to hear.

"Oh shit yeah."

"Well, I can't really text him right now. The guard took my phone last night.. Just go wash yourself up in your boxers. I'll go get some clothes for you. Okay?" Arthit suggests, Third nods in agreement and continues to go inside the bathroom.

After freshening up, Third joins Arthit for dinner, well breakfast for him really but he wasn't feeling hungry at all. He felt nervous of what's about to come. What will be of them the next morning? Would Kongpob be able to save them? Would Arthit end up really marrying whoever he was being forced to marry? What did Arthit's father do to Khai? Is he safe? Thoughts continued to run around his head until Arthit nudges on him a little and asks if he was okay.

"I'm fine. Just a little worried."

"Worried?"

"Well you know, everything."

Arthit sighs. Resting his back on the sofa they sat on.

"I think we shouldn't stress ourselves that much about this matter. I trust Kongpob and our friends. He will come and get us. He promised me." Arthit said to reassure his friend. Though he wouldn't admit it. He was also scared himself. The fact that he didn't know what was to happen to them terrified him. He breaths in and lets go after a few seconds.

"You know what? Let's just go watch something and take off our minds from all the worries first okay?" Arthit says, Third just nods at him and then he stands up to get the remote control from the bed. He turns around and turns on the television.

But the moment he did open the television and the news showed up. Arthit felt like he fell from heaven to the pits of hell.

"BREAKING NEWS: MULTI-MILLIONAIRE AND CEO KONGPOB SUTHILUCK REPORTED MISSING."