A Thousand Years 》

chapter 23

"Arthit, that's not how it works now, does it?" Jennie asked, shaking her head in denial

Arthit bit his lower and nodded while I sat there, on a chair in a corner completely clueless of what was going on, how dangerous could it be?

"It's a weakening process for vampires too, he is a human and would not be able to endure it" Jennie explained, eyeing me with concern

"I know, I.. I am stupid to even suggest it, what's gotten into me really?" Arthit mumbled under his breath, loud enough for us to hear

"So the decision is made, kongpob is not going through your memories" Jennie declared

"What, is the process exactly?" I asked, out of pure curiosity

"Kong, you are not going to do it" Jennie replied sternly

"At least tell me the process, jen" I requested, pouting at her

She let out a tired sigh and arthit only smiled disbelievingly over how curious I could possibly get

"I will be tying you down to a bed with ropes, to prevent from extra movements, the process can be a bit hasty and you might injure yourself in reality" she began slowly

I nodded in understanding, urging her to continue which she did after much efforts

"Once you are in his memories, an hour there will be nothing but five minutes here, all you have is fifteen minutes of your time zone, to stay there, more than that and you might be stuck there forever" Jennie explained

"And what if I come back in time? Any side effects?" I asked

"Even vampires going through this process suffer from tiredness and weakness for about two days and they have to be fed as they are too weak to hunt, you being a human might actually not survive.." she whispered the last part and arthit sucked in a sharp breath

We all sat in a pin drop silence for the next two minutes where I thought of a lot of things and arthit was probably hearing them all, until I spoke up, out loud

"I'm going to do it" I decided

"Kong? You just heard how dangerous it is going to be, I was crazy to suggest it to you, please don't be crazy enough to go and do it" arthit warned, walking towards me

"Kongpob please, this is not as simple as you assume it to be" Jennie pleaded with pure concern

"But I have to know what it was, I need to get his words out of my mind, for my own peace" I replied

"Arthit never killed her, trust us, that is the answer to your worries, get his stupid accusations out of your mind" Jennie requested softly

I stared into arthit's eyes which held nothing but concern and worry, love and adoration and a tint of hurt, he was hurt by Anthony's accusation, I needed to get it off, thoroughly

"Arthit please, I want to do it" I whispered, placing my hand on his cheek

Arthit leaned into my touch as he closed his eyes, I knew he was worried but I also knew that he wouldn't stop if I pushed it too hard

"Do you promise to be alright?" Arthit asked

"Unbelievable" I heard Jennie whisper, holding onto her head frustratedly

I nodded at arthit, ignoring Jennie cursing right behind her as arthit let out a sigh

"Let him, let him do it" arthit stated

"If something goes wrong, it's not my fault and I'm definitely not going to miss you" Jennie warned, her eyes slightly glistening

"You can cry?" I asked, completely ignoring the atmosphere

"Your curiosity is going to get you killed" Jennie replied, chuckling softly

I chuckled with her and arthit took in our sight, as if he wasn't going to see it again and I felt that pang again

Around an hour or so later, I found myself tied to the bed with the ropes, arthit stood at the corner of the room, leaning against the door while Jennie sat beside me on the floor, holding a book in her hands

I stared at the book and then at her, she was busy and so I turned to face arthit who smiling at me, ever so delicately

I love you

Three words, eight letters and yet they seemed to sum up all that I had ever felt for this man in front of me, and arthit smiled wider

"I'm going to reply to that once you arrive back, safely" arthit replied

I pouted and it only made arthit chuckle, it lightened up my heart a little and I was suddenly less anxious

"Okay, we can begin" Jennie said, eyeing first arthit and then me

"Don't worry, jen" I said

Jennie scoffed, sniffing and covering it up with a cough, she was a terrible actor

"Who is worrying about you?" Jennie asked, staring into the book again

I smiled, she surely was, more than just worried about me

I purple you 💜