10 Days to Forever

Part 6

"Just a little more than a week."

"And you already love him?" Drake was suddenly curious.

"What?" Chimon was weirded out by the question.

"I said, why is this Pluem guy so important to you when we don't even know him?" Drake was persistent.

"Huh?" Chimon still looked clueless.

"I think what Drake is trying to say is, this Pluem guy must be special to you. You don't dream about random strangers dying right? It has only happened with your grandpa and parents. So I'm curious too. Who is this Pluem and why is he so important to you?" Frank simplified.

Chimon finally understood.

He was so shocked by his dream about Pluem's death that he has not even wondered why he dreamed of him in the first place.

"Hmm. I don't know. We're just acquaintances, I think. Not even friends," Chimon answered. "I'm not sure why I even dreamed about him." Chimon considered telling them about last night's kiss but resisted.

Drake's face lit up. "Chi, do you have a crush on this guy?"

Frank joined in. "Do you have a photo of him?"

Chimon managed to laugh. "You two suck. Just yesterday, you won't even talk to each other. I was willing to do anything for you to get back together. But now you're here ganging up on me. I should be careful what I wish for next time."

Drake took a throw pillow and hit Chimon's head with it.

They shared a good laugh before Frank brought up the issue again.

"So what do you plan to do now?" he asked, looking at Chimon.

"I have no idea. Why do you think you're both here? I didn't just invite you to come because I wanted to see your ugly faces. Help me deal with this please."

Drake pretended to be annoyed. "You dare call me ugly then ask for my help? You wish." He then stood up and walked to the kitchen. He came back with a box of pizza and three cans of soda. "Here, eat something. Just thinking about your problem makes me hungry."

Chimon smiled. How could he have ended up being bestfriends with a rascal like Drake? He shook his head.

"So in your dream, he stabbed himself with a knife? In the stomach?" Frank asked.

"Yeah."

Drake almost choked on his pizza. "Whoa. That's hardcore. Why didn't he just slit his wrist?"

Chimon glared at Drake. "Ok Drake, you can't talk for the next 5 minutes. Let me and Frank have an adult conversation."

Drake just laughed and focused on his pizza.

"Does he look like someone who would kill himself?" Frank asked.

"I don't know for sure. But he has hinted about not liking his dad. And he seems sad all the time. I haven't seen him smile. He also smokes and has a stock of beer in his fridge. On top of that, he lives on his own. I haven't heard him talk about his mother. Nor siblings. Nor his past."

"Wow. So this guy's a complete mystery."

"Why don't-" Drake started to talk but Chimon shoved a pizza in his mouth.

"Your five minutes is not yet up Draco Malfoy," Chimon said. He loved calling his friend Draco Malfoy especially when he's being annoying.

He turned to Frank, "Maybe I should just wait til the 10th day and just follow him wherever he goes so he won't be able to hurt himself?"