Gulf remained silent until he arrived at home. Tharn parked the car and they both got inside the house, Type was at the dor waiting for them.
"So?"
Gulf looked at his brother, the angry look on Type's face disappeared as soon as he noticed the tears falling from his brother's eyes.
"I... I thought... I thought that ...." Gulf started crying again, he covered his face with his hands and ran to his bedroom.
"What happened?" Type asked Tharn
"Lhong fainted in front f him, he looked so weak that he thought he... well... you know..." type's hand reached his mouth, he was shocked, he couldn't imagine that something like that could happen... and that it could involve his brother too.
"I suppose that he feels like... the destiny is against them... he told me that Lhong didn't try to kill himself but that he fainted as he tried to take a pill from the table near the bed. It wasn't his fault ai Type... I think that... you should talk to him... it might help"
Type looked at the closed door of Gulf's bedroom and then he turned back
"Are you sure it will help?"
"You have to try... or if things will get worse he will remember that his brother hated him instead of helping him in such a difficult situation." Tharn replied. Type arrived in front of Gulf's room and knocked. A few moments later Gulf opened the door
"What... do you want ai Type?"
"May we talk?" he asked smiling
"ok..."both Type and Gulf looked at Tharn like get out so he said
"Well, I think that I should make something to eat while you're talking right?"
"You can't cook" Type replied
"Then... I'm going to call the restaurant for delivery" Tharn said as he left the corridor and reached the kitchen.
"Ai Gulf, Tharn told me everything, sorry... I overreacted..."
"Yes... you overreacted... like you always do!"
"Hey I'm apologizing, you should be forgiv..." Type replied trying to calm him down
"What? I can't! I can't forgove you again! Not this time! You're always like that! It's your fault!" Gulf shouted, he was strangely angry
"My fault?! How can it be my fault!? It isn't my fault you little..." Type yelled. Suddenly Gulf sat on the floor and covered his face again
"I... I know... I know it isn't your fault... but... I don't know what I should do... I thought he was... he was dying... in front of me... do you know what it feels like! I felt useless! I couldn't help him! I couldn't even speak... it was all so... so..." Type hugged him, a few seconds passed, his brother kept sobbing and crying when Tharn ran and shouted
"It's Lhong!" and gave Gulf the phone
"Ai... ai Lhong?" Gulf said
"oh, I'm sorry, I'm not Lhong, I'm his doctor, I wanted to tell you that he's..." but immediately Gulf interrupted him
"He's?"
"He's sleeping but he's ok, you can come whenever you want"
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Too late... (Completed)
FanfictionLhong was about to kill Type but luckly it didn't happen, now he has to find to deal with the past...or perish.
