Chapter 11 - For now, it's best to part

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Vee
I watched the person lying on the bed, shaking my head slightly. I walked in
and covered him with the blanket.
Earlier he had fallen asleep, and had taken the entire blanket from me to
hug, This is exam week. After studying all semester, it was time to test our
knowledge. Surely this crazy kid knows it all by now. He reads until late at
night, and then starts reading again as soon as he wakes up, It continues
every day. I still have a couple of exams, not as many as first years, but it's
still quite hectic.
I've been staying with Mark for a week now. It's not that I'm always here,
when I go to Ploys room she is never there, or some days when she is there,
I'm not free because I'm busy studying with friends, or I have other matters
going on.
Now, whenever I come back to the room, I don't know why, but I always
knock on Marks door first instead of walking directly to Ploys.
The issue with Ploy being with someone else is still irritating my heart. I'm
sad about it, and I also felt guilty for what I'd done because we are still going
out, and I've been behaving like this. I know it's not good and I want to stop,
but I just can't seem to stop myself. I admit that when I'm with Mark, I feel
good.
"Eh." I moved closer when the other person made a noise in their throat.
Reaching out, I touched his beautiful forehead, making him frown.
"Hey you," I said when he opened his eyes looking at me.
His fierce eyes swept me from head to toe, before sighing out softly.
"I'm sleeping. Stop bothering me." He said grumpily before throwing the
blanket back over himself.
"Who needs to sleep at 5 pm, wake up," I said, pulling the blanket back
down.
"I've done it for a week now, so stop bothering me." Oh...I was almost
stunned when I heard his final words, so short, but I got the meaning and I'll
leave him be.
"Who made you stay up? How many more exams do you have left?" I
complained.
"Just one, day after tomorrow." He said.
I just nodded, before stroking his hair one more time, and then leaving the
bed. It's not that I didn't understand, the exam period is really torturous for
us. Especially the written exams, if we can't pass it we are doomed. Watching
this kid, I know he is a good student. I also know he wants good grades, I do
too.
I walked into the kitchen, wanting to make something easy for him. He would
probably get up in about 3 hours to find something to eat, before going back
to studying until morning. If he has an exam, he goes straight there, if not
then he will sleep again till about 9 then study again before sleeping for
another three hours.
I made a simple pork porridge, I wasn't going to wake him up now though to
come and eat. I made it for myself for now because I'm hungry. When he
wakes up, I'll warm his for him, but no way I'm disturbing his precious sleep
at the moment.
I sit and eat quietly well looking around. The room is designed the same as
Ploys, and yet it's strange because when I'm in Ploy's room I feel
uncomfortable. Nuea asked me why we didn't just break up, or at least talk. I
want to talk, but every time I try and talk Ploy doesn't respond, and when I'll
try and meet her face to face she will just say she loves and misses me like
before.
I scroll through my phone while eating, stopping my finger on a post from
Dew's page that was only posted a few minutes ago. Dew and I know each
other, but aren't close.
She is actually a friend of Yihwa's.
Dew Dely
8 mins
People were beginning to wonder why during this period, the
handsome young man, Khun Wichit (Vee) wasn't coming around to
the Faculty of Fine Arts anymore. Could this be the reason why? I
wonder what the legendary Star and Moon have to say? Many
people are asking why Ploy has been arriving in this car so often
because it isn't Vee's. Is there something we don't know? When will
they answer, have they really broken up? ￀ If so what happened, and
is it serious?
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The status was posted with a picture taken of Ploy bending down and smiling
at a man I remembered well, because it was the same guy Nuea had sent a
picture of to me. I clicked to read the comments, some people in our fan club
were complaining that they hadn't seen Ploy and I together lately. Various
friends had tagged me, but I didn't bother to like their replies, or comment,
just throwing my phone down.
Rrrr
I looked down at my phone again after I'd just thrown it away. The screen told
me Ploy was calling. My beautiful girlfriend who I had just seen the post
about.
"Krap (Polite greeting)" I answer with the same polite words I've always used
with her. I'm not a handsome guy who speaks bad to the person I love. I can
be good as well.
“V...” The sweet voice replies softly before continuing.
“Have you seen the news that Dew posted yet?”
"...Mmm." I was quiet for a while before answering. There was silence after,
neither of us saying anything. I didn't know what to say.
“Well...”
"Should we meet? Where are you now? I'll come to you." I interrupted before
she could finish. I wanted to talk face to face. I needed to look into her eyes
when we talked, whether we hugged for the last time, or whatever the result
would be, it should happen face to face.
“Ploy is at P'Ton's house.” I squeezed the phone tightly when I heard this.
"When will you be back, or do you want me to pick you up?" I tried speaking
nicely, even though my heart was hurting right then.
“V...”
"I'll just go and wait in the room," I said.
Ploy agreed, before hanging up. There were no words of love, even though
we hadn't spoken for a while. No words of missing each other. Even though
we have been apart. We have barely even spoken in all this time. I already
should understand what's happening.
"When will you go?" I turned back to the owner of the voice who was
standing at the bedroom door watching me, frowning. I had no idea when he
got there.
"Why are you up so early?" I asked because It was only 6 o'clock.
"Someone kept annoying me when I was trying to sleep." He said as he
walked to the sofa, before sitting down and pulling my food towards him that
I hadn't finished eating yet.
"Let me get you some fresh," I said, pulling the bowl from him. Mark looked
up at me, his eyes seeming upset and dissatisfied, before he pulled it back.
"When are you going?" He repeats, eyes not looking at me, it's only me who
is watching him.
"You want to chase me out?" I asked, brows raised.
"Well...I already heard you talking to each other nicely." He said before
turning back to eat.
"Well, talking nicely doesn't mean our relationship will end up nicely," I said.
He looked at me, and I stared back, hoping he would understand in my eyes
that I hadn't decided yet what I would do. I wanted to beg him to wait for me
even though I didn't deserve it.
"Ok, go for just a little while then come back." He says before looking back
down at his bowl. My mouth twitched, before I reached out to rub his head.
He just raised his bowl to keep eating.
"Wait for me just for a little while." He looked up at me, the two of us making
eye contact, making my whole body cry out.
"Yeah. Go and hurry back." I sat in the familiar room, the room I had been
visiting for a year. Every corner of the room had memories of ploy and I. I
think of all the times we were together.
I also regret that we started flirting in the first year, then dating during our
second year. We were still too young, we didn't know much about love. We
are still young, I'm not even thinking of marriage, but I was happy living my
life with her until we didn't want to waste any time.
We love each other a lot, and if we break up because of a third party, it
would be terrible. It would be different if we broke up because we didn't get
along, or because we stopped loving each other, then I could accept it. If she
didn't love me then what could I do?
I turned towards the door as it opened. The beautiful person in her student
uniform smiled. She placed her bag down, before walking towards me and
sitting down next to me. We made eye contact for a long time before the
tears started flowing.
"Sorry..." She said, her tears trailing down. She raised her hand vigorously
trying to wipe her eyes. I extended my hand wiping her tears away.
"Don't cry, I haven't even said anything yet."
"Sorry..." She kept apologising, before throwing herself into my arms to hug
me. She tucked her face into my chest, sobbing louder and louder, hurting
my heart.
"No, come on, you are a good person....stop crying." I rubbed her back, but
she kept shaking her head back and forth.
"I didn't mean to." Ploy broke away, speaking softly.
"I...didn't want it to be like this, but he came into my life and I just..."
"..." I nodded without saying anything. Just kept holding the person who had
held my heart for the past year.
"I still love you. I love you but..."
"You have feelings for him?" The feelings of Ploy and I right now are probably
not different. Ploy is probably confused, and feels guilty. No different to me. I
know I still love Ploy, if asked right now I would answer that yes I love her.
But if you ask about my feelings towards the other person, I definitely feel
good with him.
"I'm sorry..." She says, looking up at me.
I look at her red lips and bloodshot eyes, before raising my hand to her
beautiful cheek, rubbing my thumbs over them.
Her tears started to fall again, same with mine. I moved down to kiss her
forehead, before kissing her eyes, smelling her cheeks.
"I'm sorry," I said, pulling the small person in to hug again.
I pressed my nose to smell her hair.
"I didn't know what to do. I was too scared to talk to you. I felt so guilty." She
said slowly. I nodded accordingly, understanding since I was the same.
"I feel guilty too, lately I haven't paid enough attention to you. I also didn't
behave very well." Ploy looked up at me,her eyes shining with questions, but
she didn't ask.
"You...You still love me right? You don't hate me right?" She asked.
"I still love you," I said, before kissing her forehead. She closed her eyes to
accept the kiss, before looking up and attaching her mouth to mine. It was a
kiss to say we still loved each other, to apologise, to convey our feelings
"Tonight...Can you just hold me?"
I lay down and hugged ploy until morning, holding her to my chest.
Every time her body would shake I knew she was crying.
Neither of us seemed to actually sleep. I close my eyes just absorbing the
current feelings.
I don't know how she will decide, I don't know how I will decide either. This is
more difficult than my last exam. My arms were jostled, making me realise
that the person beside me was about to rise. I wanted to open my eyes and
look at her beautiful face, but the pressure of her lips on mine made me not
dare to open my eyes
"I love you. So much..." The sound was quiet, but clear, as I then felt the
pressure of her kiss to my cheek. "With P Ton, I don't love him that much, but
he makes me feel good though. He pleases me...is there for me...so much..."
Rrrr
The phone started ringing, interrupting Ploy's speech. It made me feel better
because I think the next words won't be good for my heart. I glanced at the
beautiful girl, before quickly closing my eyes as she looked back towards me.
"Yes, P Ton..." That name caused my heart to contract again
"Yes, I'm coming back. I can get there on my own, wait for me?" This time it
squeezed even more powerfully.
The conversion was in hushed tones, but when she started crying again it got
louder. I don't know if she knew I was awake, but whether she knew I was
awake or not, I already knew her answer regarding us
"V..." A soft voice rang beside my ear.
"I'm glad you closed your eyes because I couldn't dare to look at your face
right now." She said in a sweet voice before kissing me.
"I would like time to review the thing between him and me first. You're my
good person, but right now we have drifted very far apart."
At the end of the speech, she kissed my temple. I felt her tears fall down
before she left. She left, but I was still lying here. I closed my eyes and let my
tears fall
I spent all day sleeping, when I was awake I was turning my phone back and
forth, trying to search for someone to call, but also not being brave enough
to call. Every time I looked around the room, I'd cry again at the memories.
The love of a year doesn't just suddenly die. The love she would repeatedly
tell me every day, even though today she asked for a separation
Rrrr
"...yeah," I answered hoarsely. I looked down and saw it was my brother
calling. It was quiet for a moment before he sighed and started talking slowly
to me.
“Are you coming home?”
"Why should I come back?"
“I already know whats happened, I saw on Dew's page.” He said sounding
moody, but trying not to take it out on me
"What's the problem? Ploy and I have already spoken about everything
regarding that senior." I don't want people worried, everyone knows I love
Ploy. I had even taken her home to meet my parents. The only thing left was
a marriage which we hadn't spoken about because I wanted to wait until we
were older than this. I don't think we'll ever talk about it now though.
“What are you talking about? Just now Dews page has been updating photos
of Ploy and Ton. I know you're perfectly fine all the time, but sometimes even
smart people need someone to console them right? I'm your brother V.” He
said it like that, but I just felt numb
"Yoo....I..."
“Where are you right now?” A stiff voice asked back like he was getting
restless.
"Ploy's room..."
“Get downstairs right now. Stupid little brother.”
Yoo came and took me home, so I could lick my wounds for a few days. When
my brother took me inside, my mother took one look at me, frowning. I didn't
come home often, she knew something was wrong. He chased me upstairs,
but later I went and found my mum to talk about the problem.
I spent a full day staring at the roof or sleeping. I kept trying to figure out
what had happened. She said she just wanted a separation, which is actually
good because the distance will help me reassess my feelings, and whether
we should continue on.
The second and third day I spent my time helping my dad.
I also read some books to keep busy, even though the content was already in
my head, I continued to just shove more in. I admit I wasn't really missing
Ploy. I didn't open Facebook or any other social media that I was following
Ploy or Dew on.
My friends that messaged or called I also didn't answer.
Not until I knew that I was really ready and had come to terms with
everything, I pick up the phone.
Various notifications from different social media apps kept constantly flashing
up, making me pull a twisted face. They were probably all about the matter
between Ploy and myself. I got incoming calls and messages as well, mostly
from friends. Ploy and I did not contact each other. She didn't call, and
neither did I. It was sad...but I understood.
Dew Dely
2 hrs
All of you guys, the news of the legendary moon and star has spread
already since I updated a few days ago. Today there is a new update
from the star on Facebook. The star went to have breakfast with the
handsome senior from her faculty.
Where is my Vee Vivit? I want to lay a hand over the chest to
recover the heart, breath in and breath out deeply. Come on Ploy, if
you won't care about the public at least care about Vee. Or is there
nothing else to care about? What's going on?
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Friends tried to greet me, but I ignored them. Lots of comments mentioned
me, but I didn't bother to open them.
I turned my phone off and shoved it aside before laying down. I've accepted
their really isn't anything to be done.
"Vee, are you coming down to eat dinner?" The sound of my mums voice
made me look towards the doorway. I didn't want to see anyone else right
now, but this person I really wanted to hug
"Mum.," I said, before hugging her. Mum raised her hand and rubbed my
back, while I placed my head down on her thin shoulder.
"It's ok son. You are handsome and good, you won't die from this." She
comforted me, stroking my back and head.
"I don't want to eat, I'm not hungry," I said.
"How can you not eat? Anyway, Neua and Pond are downstairs waiting to see
you." She said, pointing down below. I sighed for a long time.
"Tell them..."
"Don't continue your words, you stupid friend. Hurry and come down and talk
to Yihwa or she will go and slap your girlfriend." Pond yelled from the first
step. I broke away from my mum and went down to see them.
"Why slap her? She didn't do anything wrong." I said staring at my friend.
Her angry face changed when she saw me before she grabbed me in a hug
crying.
"I'm sorry this has happened." She said sobbing.
"I saw her with him since the star contest last month." She said sobbing into
my chest. I looked at the ceiling of the house, trying to keep my tears in. I'd
already cried enough.
"It's ok Yihwa...Her and I have spoken already." I said, rubbing her back.
"What did you chat about?" Neua asked.
"Well, to separate from each other," I answered my friends.
My dad walked in and gently slapped my shoulder, before leaving to sit at
the table. My mum just smiled, and my friends looked stunned.
"And you agree?" Pond asked further.
"Well, it's what she wanted, so no matter what I had no choice," I said before
sitting down. I looked at the simple dish my mum cooked, smiling softly.
We are just normal people, don't have a big house, our car doesn't have a
driver. Not like Ploy who is beautiful and comes from a wealthy family. I used
to think about this a lot, but Ploy always said not to worry about it. If we
loved each other, nothing else mattered. But that's not true because now it's
not like what was said
"She wanted to leave, or you wanted to leave as well?" My brothers loud
voice rang over everyone else's, interrupting my thoughts. I turned to glare
at him, but he just calmly walks over and sits opposite me.
"What do you mean P Yoo?" Neua asked, walking to sit with him.
"Ask your friend." He said, staring at me like he knew more than anyone else.
"What do you think you know about me?" I asked.
"I know everything."
"Don't annoy your brother Yoo, or he will be in an even worse mood." My
mum said, turning to scold Yoo. As for my brother, he just kept smiling. I
turned around and continued eating.
"I'm going out with my friends," I told my parents. They just smiled at me.
"Don't come back too late." My mum said, rubbing my head.
I kissed her cheek.
"Your mum is spoiling you too much. You aren't usually like this. Usually you
just go out with friends drinking and don't come home." My dad said
"I'm allowed to spoil and baby him some, plus you told me to spoil him if he
comes back, and that we should console him a little also." My mum said
arguing with my dad.
"Well if that's how it is, I guess I'm just a dog then." My brother said
"Hey, you know I already love you the most," Dad said rubbing Yoo's head.
"If you are a hypocrite the same as Vee, then that's not true and I won't
speak to you anymore," Yoo says continuing to eat.
"What did your brother mean?" Pond walked over and asked me.
"It's nothing, he just came up with it on his own," I replied.
Yoo looked up staring at me, before averting his eyes back to his food.
"In that's the case, I'm probably not the only one who thinks that on their
own," He said, but I ignored him and grabbed Pond and Neua shoving them
out the door.
We went to the club. It was the same as always, same atmosphere, but
tonight it felt different. Words kept swimming through my head, like
'separate', 'review myself first," like a certainty which was actually good for
both of us.
I could also remember other words I'd said to someone else, I would have
had a place to go to after everything, but I wasn't brave enough.
The words from Yoo were still running through my head, the same with the
words from Ploy asking to separate. I'm questioning everything, and I don't
know which path I should be taking, because whichever choice I make it is
going to be really hard. I raise my glass up to keep drinking, before placing it
down and getting Nuea to refill it. My friends didn't say anything further, just
let me keep drinking like this.
"In just a moment the children will arrive," Yihwa said after placing her phone
down.
"Which child?" Neua asked as he gave me another drink.
"Your child Nong Mark."
"Are you crazy? When is my child yours." I cried out silently. in my heart
when I saw Neuas reaction. I wanted to shove him away with my foot until he
met the stage.
After a moment, the good looking face of this years faculty moon, Ai Fuse
appeared, followed by Kamphan and the person I was very familiar with.
Mark sat opposite me, next to Neua.
I watched my friends hand as he extended it out to pass a drink to the Junior,
before I raised my head to look at Mark.
He looked at me at the same time, but I wasn't able to read his eyes. Maybe
it's because I had drank too much, or maybe I was never really able to read
him.
"Exams all finished?" Yihwa asked them. He nodded in response.
"Two days ago P. It was hard, but this asshole managed it fine," Kam said
pointing to Mark.
"Of course, he is my line code, we aren't just good looking, but smart as well
right Neua?"
"That's right, definitely deserves an award." I turned around to look at my
friend. When he said the word award, I wanted to scold him for being such a
moron, also my female friends for cheering for it so much, it was only Pond
who was different, still sitting there keeping up his SOTUS head image.
"The prize will be..."
"My pure love for you." I slammed my glass down. The whole table turned to
stare at me. I flicked my eyes to look across at Neua fiercely, but he just
raised his eyebrows at me indifferent.
"Neua damn you. Your friend is hurting, and here you are speaking about
love stuff." Yihwa said, slapping his shoulder.
"Oh? I thought you said you were already clear with everything." He said
looking at me.
"It's only been a few days, so there must be some feelings still. You expect
him to recover in just a few days?" Pond said while raising his hand to knock
Neua's head, but he twisted to avoid it, and I don't know if it was intentional
or on purpose, but Neua's head ended up on Marks shoulder.
"Mark, let me hide, they are trying to hurt me," Neua said beaming at Mark,
who also smiled back, not trying to push him away. I don't fully understand
what I'm feeling, but I know it makes my heart suffer. I'm heartbroken, can
you not soothe me maybe?
"Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom," Mark said, smiling at Neua before
he got up.
"You have no chance," Yihwa asked.
"No chance? Maybe he will lure me in himself." Neua replied, making my legs
twitch over and over, making me want to lure Neua with my foot back to his
damn house.
"I don't see Mark seducing you at all, however, it's only 11 PM and I've been
watching you for a long time so I'm confident." Pond said to Neua making
everyone else look over.
"My friend is heartbroken, but maybe I'll get to find true love," Neua said,
lifting his glass for a toast, before bringing it to his lips and smiling.
"Good work P," Kham said teasing.
"Of course, I'm good at everything."
"I'm going to the bathroom," I tell them.
They stared at me as though they just remembered I was even their. Well
sorry, but who was it that came to see me and persuaded me to come out?
"Are you able to?" Pond asked.
"I'm not drunk," I replied, before standing up and walking out.
The bathroom entrance was fairly dark. There were many people smoking
around there. Many people were watching me, nothing unusual, but instead
of looking back at them, I just wanted to find one person. I wanted to yell at
them to stop looking, but I couldn't so just kept searching for him.
"..." Mark looked up at me as I stood in front of him, his eyes trembling,
which I didn't expect.
"Why are you looking at me like that," I asked.
"Why are you so late?" He said softly.
"Huh?"
"That day...You told me to wait...I waited for a long time." He replied, making
my heart tremble violently. His eyes staring at me looked upset, as he drew
from the cigarette again.
"Mark...Were you really waiting for me?"
"What do you mean?" He says loudly, people turned to look at us, but I didn't
care. Right now I only cared about the person in front of me.
"Can I...Really come and see you?" I asked after a while. I watched his
beautiful eyes that I've become fascinated with, watching me back sincerely,
which made me decide what I needed to do. Something that made me
grateful for Ploy wanting to separate.
"Well, I was going to wait for you from the beginning."