My Man

Chapter 8

Arthit's POV

If you guys ever wanted a pictorial illustration for the word 'cornered' you should have seen Prem on that day. It was almost funny how he was looking at us all like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Kyle was standing to his left while Jason was standing to his right with their arms folded and eyes narrowed. Sarah was standing opposite to him with her hands on her hips while Prem was seated on the couch fidgeting. His eyes were scanning all their faces. He was definitely feeling uncomfortable under their scrutinizing stares. I haven't moved from the love seat though Justin had helped Prem to move Wad to my master bedroom as he was still unconscious. After deciding to let him rest until he wakes up on his own and making sure that he wouldn't be needing any medical help, all of us had decided that it was time for some inquiry. While I was still intrigued about the situation, somewhere along the line I believed Prem wouldn't stoop low enough to actually kidnap Wad. There must be a reasonable explanation for all of this I thought. But Kyle and Jason didn't seem to think so. Being lawyers they tend to see everything from a negative perspective. Sarah being the mother hen she is, jumps into the overprotective mode as soon as she realizes there is a possibility that someone might be hurt.

"You wanna start talking buddy?" Jason started, his eyes still fixed on Prem.

"What do you want me to say?" Prem replied before falling back on the couch with a tired sigh.

"How about everything?" Jason retorted and when Prem gave him a confused look he continued, "How about you start with why the hell is there an unconscious guy in the bedroom?" Though Sarah and Jason knew about the strain in the relationship between Prem and Wad, they haven't seen Wad in person. So it was understandable for them to be shocked more than the rest of us.

"How did you even find him, man?" Kyle asked his eyes still narrowed on Prem.

"You know him?" Jason asked surprised with the new piece of info.

"Yeah. That's his husband Wad" Kyle filled in. But his eyes were still fixed on Prem expecting an answer.

"I met him at the coffee shop outside the hotel he was staying in" Prem answered though he was fidgeting in his seat like he was feeling uncomfortable being interrogated like this. But he had no way out. He must have realized that too as he was trying to answer both the lawyer's questions despite feeling uncomfortable.

"How did you know where he was staying?" Kyle shot out the next question without wasting a second. His eyes were narrowed at Prem as he could already guess the answer. Deciding to give Prem the benefit of doubt, he chose to remain silent till Prem answered. Prem swallowed hard refusing to meet any of our eyes. "I kinda stalked Sansuay's social network through a mutual friend of Sansuay and me to get to know where she was staying at. I waited for him outside the hotel all day today. I followed him when he came out and walked into the coffee shop" he admitted guiltily.

"Are you out of your mind, Prem? We are trying to deal with this legally. Do you even realize the consequences of what you have done? He could consider this as an invasion of privacy and file a complaint against you. Hell, he could even get a restraining order to keep you away. Didn't you hear what his sister said at the last meeting? They are already calling you abusive and claiming that his safety is threatened by you. You are only making it worse. Why don't you just think and-"

"No. I don't" Prem shouted interrupting the hysteric tirade that Kyle had gone into. He stood up from the couch and turned towards Kyle fixing him with an angry glare. "No. I don't know Kyle" he repeated. "I don't know what charges he could press against me or how this could make me look before the law. I don't know about any of that and I fucking don't care. Because I didn't think like a lawyer when I wanted to see him. I didn't think with a freaking law book in my hand. I just followed my heart. I did what I did because I loved him. Every minute away from him was killing me inside. I wanted to see him and talk to him. I wanted to let him know how much he matters to me and how much his absence affects my life. I wanted to let him know how sorry I was and how I was ready to do anything just to hear him say that he will get back to me. To our life. I just wanted him to know how much I still love him" he finished with tears brimming in his eyes.