Co-translator : ElizabethSarango2
CHAPTER 10
“… Realize what I'm doing wrong. I know my thoughts are wrong. When I realized that I was in pain, I almost died. I realized too late that I might lose you…”
“Phi Mek, I have something to tell you. It's about your friend, the one who is singing "
"What is it, Wan?"
“Mek, just keep your normal face. Wan heard someone say that they will hurt your friend. Let me tell you the details. But, let's get out of here quickly."
"Yes," Wan's whisper approached Mek as he was about to walk onto the stage to meet the person he wants to meet tonight.
Today, Mek told Frame that he would come to see him sing, but due to the meeting about organizing the annual reception and volunteer camps, Mek arrived later than planned. When he arrived, Frame was about to finish and leave the stage.
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After reaching the parking lot in front of the bar. Mek rushed into the bar because he wants to hear Frame sing. He intends that the last song Frame sings, he will be the one to choose it. When he was walking in the middle of the bar, the sharp eyes of the person on the stage looked directly into his eyes. At that moment, Mek's heart pounded. It is the same feeling as that day… the first day many years ago, when he started looking at Frame, that day when he knew that he had already fallen for the person, for his love.
What's happening now is like going back in time to when it all started and Mek's heart beat just from meeting Frame's gaze. Although before that day they had already crossed their gazes many times. However, when he realized that he loved the other person more than just a friend, his heart almost exploded, a look from Frame was enough for his heart to race.
So, that day, Mek wondered: //Is it possible to fall in love with the same person again?//
When both feet take a step forward and his mouth serves to give a wide smile to whoever looks at him and the distance shortens each time, making him see the person on the stage more clearly, Mek's heart begins to beat faster. a lot of force But then something goes wrong, that girl wrapped her arms around his waist like he always does, then stands on her tiptoes and whispers something in Mek's ear. Something that makes Mek feel anxious and worried.
Even at first, Mek wanted to stop the woman in front of him. But since it was something involving Frame, he didn't do it. At first Mek didn't believe what Wan had told him, but he believed her because he had never lied to him. So he assumed he was telling the truth.
And with that incident, the last song of the night that Frame sang on stage made Mek's pounding heart suddenly fall into an abyss.
Frame's tone was so sad and sorrowful. It was so painful that Mek stops caring about the story with Wan. However, at that very moment he took his arm to point to a group of people sitting at a table. Mek looked over there out of the corner of her eye and saw a truly terrifying man with a knife strapped to his waist.
Therefore, he decided to pay attention to what Wan has told him and chose to walk out of the store with her. Although the lyrics of that song made him very uneasy, he then left the store with his back to the stage.
Mek hopes he can go back and explain the situation to Frame, he just hopes Frame will listen to him one more time. Even if that's the last time you give it a chance.
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I was always patient... It hurts me to stay like this, because I hoped that one day you would love me. But, the reality is cruel. I keep doing good and feeling bad. how much more should it hurt?
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//Mek, sorry. He's sorry for causing Frame to endure all this pain alone. But can Mek order something today? You can let Mek sort this out first. Just Frame, let's not give up on each other just yet. I'm asking you//
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Every step he takes from the store to his own luxury car, Mek's brain begs to go back, because he knows how much he has done to the other person. He knows how painful it has been for Frame.
Mek knows that what he had done was almost unforgivable. But, a bad guy like him just wants one last chance to make things better and fix everything.
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“Brother Mek, as Wan sat at a friend's table, Wan heard that group of men say they would trample P'Frame. Also, they have knives. I could see it with my own eyes, it's really scary,” Wan said with a frightened expression as soon as the two got into the car.
Mek looked at the woman in front of him, considering whether what the other party had said was true or just a lie, but Wan's gaze seems very fearful. So he decided to believe him.
“Calm down, Wan. Now, slowly, tell me more details”
“Yes, P'Mek. Wan heard that as soon as he finishes singing Frame they will take him out to the parking lot and take care of him there.”
"Is that all you heard?"
"No, at first Wan didn't know they were referring to P'Frame." Wan made a serious face as he told the story Mek had heard.
“It was when one of them asked what was the name of the boy they were going to catch, then someone answered: Frame. It was when I knew they were referring to P'Frame” when Mek heard her, he got scared and thought: //Why Frame?//
“Thank you very much for telling me, Wan. Will you return? Better go into the Pub first. I have to go take care of this right now and I probably can't get Wan to be safe."
“Wan had better come back. My car is here”
“Okay, when you get home let me know on Line. And, Wan… thank you very much.”
"It's okay. Mek has helped Wan many times."
"Yes." Mek opened the door and hurriedly got out of the car, while Wan got out of Mek's car and hurriedly walked to his own car to leave.
Mek thought that he didn't have much time to act because Frame must have already got off the stage, but he hopes that he is still in the back of the Pub, since Frame must talk to the owner of the bar first.
There are days when the owner of the bar Khong was not there, when that happened Frame left immediately. Fortunately, today is not the case. Khong is sitting at one of the tables today, so Frame must still be at the bar.
"Hello Puck, there's something bothering me" Mek approached Puck, the security guard who was familiar with him for help.
“Hello mr meck”
“There are four men sitting at a table in the corner of that column. They bring weapons and intend to harm Frame. Can I bother you Puck? Can you help me get them out?”
"Yes, Mister Mak. I'll take them to the back of the bar, I'll take four or five more young people "
“You don't have to tell P'Khong yet. Let me take care of this first.” Mek urged the person he asked for help because he didn't want to make things worse for others, since they are his Phi.
Mek knows Khong, the owner of the bar, well because his family and P'Khong have been close since childhood. In the past, this bar belonged to Khong's older brother, but he gave it to his younger brother to look after and moved on to open another bar in Bangkok.
As for Puck, he is P'Khuen's elder, who came to help with the bar's security.
"Okay, Mak"
“Thank you very much, P'Puck”
P'Puck, the head of security entered the store with other men. And then he turned to look at Mek and nodded.
Mek walked to the back of the bar where there was a wide patio, and sure enough, as Wan told him before he left, he was a tall, angry man. Mek wondered who he was and why he wanted to hurt Frame.
“Here they are, Mr. Mek”
"Who are you? What the hell do you want?" The large, scary-looking man glared at him with an angry expression. But he didn't dare to do anything more than that, because right now, there are a lot of Puck's subordinates around Mek. So, the four large and scary-looking men did not dare to do anything.
"What's your problem with my friend?" Mek said looking at the face of the person who should be the leader of the group. Mek's voice was calm, unlike the harsh voice the other guy used.
"What do you mean your friend?"
“Refers to Frame, Phi”
"Dammit! Keep your mouth shut.” The man turned to his subordinate because he had said the person's name. And this made Mek one hundred percent sure that the story Wan told him was definitely true.
“Huh, I think you probably already know who my friend is. So, you better answer, what's the matter with my friend?"
"So tell me, what are you doing here?" Mek continued to use a calm tone, but the other man just yelled, thinking he was scared that way, but no… Mek, he wasn't scared.
“You better not get obsessed with Frame”
"Why? Is he your husband?" The tone in which he asked the question made Mek nearly lose his sanity. His hands started to clench because he wanted to hit that disrespectful bastard a few times.
"Not"
“Then why do you turn into a tiger to defend that. Although if you want to know more I will tell you, but you have to make merits”
The big man looked at him with disdain. It was as if he wanted to say that Mek shouldn't meddle in other people's business, unless it had something to do with Frame.
“I'll tell you, we're just going to take him to heaven for a while. Having four husbands would be fine for him."
"I like him"
"Ha, I saw his *** mother say that Frame is gay, ha ha ha"
*Push*
"Frame will not be your husband, because he is my wife, you bastard!"
Mek received a punch that crashed into his face, making him who had acted patient until now, unable to bear it and hit the big guy's spine. It was so strong that a cry of pain was heard.
The figure staggered back several steps. Mek followed him and kicked him repeatedly in the abdomen. While holding his nose because he had a nosebleed. Mek kept kicking the man who was already on the ground. He wanted to keep kicking him for wanting to rape her lover.
*yuck*
Just thinking about it… Mek was so angry that he wanted to beat them to death. He didn't care that he was bleeding.
"Let go!" the man shouted, while the other three were trapped by the arms of Puck's subordinates, none of them could help their cousin.
“Who ordered them?”
“Oh, that's enough, I give up!” When the already badly injured man yelled, Mek used his foot that was currently hitting the middle of the other man's body and passed it to his chest.
“Her mom and dad”
"Father?"
“Oh… his stepfather”
"Bastards, they are his bloody family" Mek's voice echoed with a furious tone, he had anger. Blood ran down his face.
(T/N: Not because of the blow, it is an expression to say that he is very upset)
That woman did not deserve to be called a mother at all, that woman is as bad as a monster.
"He just wants to, oh... teach that boy not to disobey his orders."
“What a damn order!!” That phrase caused Mek to squeeze the man's chest tighter. His feet pressed against the neck of the man who was bent on the ground, to the point of having to beg for his life, the man was afraid. But Mek didn't care…now he wants to know everything.
"He said that if you don't get those two useless old men out of her house, he'll have them killed."
"So, were you going to do that? Are you a human, you bastard?"
“Please don't do anything to me. I just wanted money.” The man begged because Mek was stomping violently on his stomach. Mek, meanwhile, was doing it to vent his anger. Frame hurts in his heart and that's why he can't hold back. The rage kept rising.
"So, money is worth more to you than a person's life, do you want me to order someone to trample on your wife?"
“No, oh, sorry, let me go. I won't.” The man lying on the ground screamed in agony. He was already shaking and having difficulty breathing. All he could do was pay homage with his hands and beg Mek.
“Do you think I should let you go? No way!"
“Sir, Mek!” But… just when Mek's feet were about to come up to kick the man's face, he was touched by the hand of P'Pan, one of them subordinates from the bar. This makes Mek more impatient.
“Khun Frame is inside… something happened… now he is with P'Inter in Khun Khong's room”
"Than! OMG! Puck, get on with it."
"Okay!"
Even if he's talking to an older person, Mek doesn't forget to stomp the man on the floor to blow off steam before heading out to the part of the bar where Frame is.
What's going on here? Even though he already dragged those bastards out… Or are there still some of them left in the bar? But, Wan told him that there were only four people, right?
//What the hell, how's Frame?//
Mek cursed himself, as his feet stretched out, almost running until he reached the owner's room. He unwisely yanked the door open and the first thing he saw was the person he was worried about sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed. Therefore, Mek immediately walked towards that person.
“Frame”
*breaks free*
The owner of the name opened his eyes to look at Mek, who sat down next to him. Mek then touched the corner of the bruised mouth of the person who immediately tried to turn his face away.
"You're drunk?"
The smell of liquor wafting off Frame's breath made Mek realize that the other person had had a lot to drink. But, the person who was asked did not reply. Instead, he closed his eyes again.
"Hey"
"P'Inter, I'll take Frame"
"Yes, please... I'll leave you to my Nong, Mek"
The two bosses of the bar were sitting in the office as they were friends. Frame shook his head denying, while Inter sighed several times. A face that was heavily made up swayed in disgust, and spoke in a displeased tone.
“Take good care of each other. They are arguing over silly things. They must talk and clarify everything, both of them are already adults”
“Yes, sorry for causing trouble”
“What's wrong with you, Nong Mek? Don't think about it too much, just go."
"Come on... let's go home"
Mek knew that the person sitting here had also had a fight with someone, but it was probably nothing serious. Otherwise, Brother Khong wouldn't let him sit with him. Although, Khong is a kind person, he is very decisive. Inter is something else, he loves Frame like a brother, but when he does something bad, he curses him and doesn't treat him very well.
"I do not go"
“Frame, don't be stubborn, okay? Mek will take you to your room,” Mek said quietly with a tired tone.
Probably because I used too much force in that fight. In addition, he entered the bar in a hurry, so much so that he had trouble breathing.
"You won't mess with me?!"
“calm down first”
"No more!! Did I say get up!” Mek yelled and a loud noise echoed throughout the room. Frame had to stand up on his hands, his face was tense and his eyes were sad.
"Frame, I'm sorry for talking to you like that."
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“Let's go back to the bedroom” says Mek, he wants to go to the bedroom where the two of them used to spend time together before everything was ruined. Although, Frame thinks that he only goes for physical pleasure, but the truth is… Mek goes because he misses Frame too much, so much that he can't stand it. For Mek, sex is the only indication that Frame is his.
Mek thinks that his way of showing love to the other person is to fill it with caresses all over his body, because Mek is too cowardly to put it into words. He is so cowardly that he almost lost the other person by not telling him.
“Oh, my chest is about to explode. The sound of Nong Mek's screams is really irritating to my heart.” The person who was still sitting in the room muttered to herself. But, Inter's intention was to reprimand him. But, everything was cut off by Mek, who tried to bring the other back to consciousness with a soft sound...
//Nice job//
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Mek brought Frame back to the tower shortly after leaving Brother Khong's bar. As usual, Mek parked her car in the parking lot in front of the dorm, before following the college jock who quietly entered the building.
Frame didn't turn to look at him, didn't speak and didn't make any gesture. But, Mek didn't want to make fun of him, or say anything to him, because he knew that Frame was very angry right now. So, he thought it best to go into the room and talk.
"You can come back"
"No." Mek used his hand to push Frame back and allow both him and Frame to enter the room. Since the owner of that room intended to enter and close the door on him.
*Hit*
“Frame, Mek is sorry.” The thick figure put both arms around the waist of the person standing with their backs facing each other. His chest snuggled against Frame's broad back, until he could feel the warmth of that body. The beautiful face leaned down and pressed a kiss to the white neck of the person standing behind her and repeated
"I'm sorry"
“Mek knows that Frame is angry and probably hating him… But can Mek ask Frame to listen to him and let him explain everything? Although, Frame doesn't spare Mek. However, Mek wants to tell you the whole truth, Frame."
"So that?" The man still standing asked in a cold tone after hearing it. Mek felt stunned, it was as if he had already lost Frame.
“For both of us”
“Huh, there was never a word about us. You must be talking to the wrong person, Mek” Frame said mockingly, before trying to shake Mek off.
"Get out of my room. I don't want to see your face again."
“Without Frame… Mek doesn't know how to live” Mek's words made Frame's heart almost stop beating. Mek knows that Frame's words about not wanting to see him are true. However, Mek doesn't want to leave this place like he did that time, he's not willing to leave like Frame is telling him. Because he knows he won't be able to come back to this room again and that includes not coming back to Frame's life.
And if so, how will he continue to live? Mek doesn't really know how he could continue to exist.
“I am tired, I am discouraged, I am in pain and I am hurt. I'm completely numb Are you still not satisfied? What else do you want from me? I just need to die, with that... will you be satisfied Mek?" The tall figure sank into the ground while speaking with a pain filled tone.
Frame cried because he couldn't hold back his tears, the thick body trembled, his broad shoulders are mercifully wrapped around him, and two long arms hang at the sides like a helpless person.
Now there is an image of two men in love who look like broken glass, glass that can be shattered by the mere gust of wind.
Everything that is happening makes Mek feel a stabbing and excruciating pain.
"It's not like that, Frame" Mek sank down and sat down in front of the person who is extremely sensitive. Mek used his long thumb to gently wipe away the tears on Frame's cheeks. But, eyes filled with pain looked him straight in the eye. This made Mek feel as if a sharp knife had cut through his heart, to the point that he couldn't even breathe.
But Mek knows that the pain he felt now couldn't have been half the pain Frame suffered all this time.
“Enough, I can't take it anymore. It hurts me. It hurts here. Mek I beg you, enough, let me go, Mek” Frame said, as tears ran down his cheeks as his fist clenched and smashed against his chest, hitting him so hard that Mek has to use his hand to hold the hand that hits without fear of getting hurt.
“Mek is sorry. He's sorry for what made Frame suffer so much. But Frame… you ask me so much… don't ask me to leave your life, will you?”
"Why?! How much more do you want to hurt me?!” Frame yelled with sharp, coarse eyes, eyes that stared at Mek.
"It's not like that, Frame"
“Mek, then what is it? What else do you want? Isn't it enough that you see me like this? Still not satisfied?" Mek's beautiful hands went up to cover Frame's face, as he began to cry even harder, so much so that his body trembled. The words and seeing Frame like that made Mek feel miserable.
//Did he hurt the only person he loves so much?//
//How selfish! I forgot how much the other person felt//
//Does he still deserve to be loved by Frame?//
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Mek was not worthy of being loved by Frame. Mek will try to be worthy enough to be worthy of that love, because Mek knows there is no way he can let Frame go.
“Can you give Mek one last chance? One, just one and Mek won't ask any more."
"Do not"
Mek shook his head in disbelief, but did not give up. He put both hands on the shoulders of the man he loved and leaned down to kiss the back of the hand that Frame used to cover her face.
"Frame, give me one more chance... please... without you, I can't and don't know how to exist"
Frame lowered the hand that covered his face and looked at him in disbelief. He seemed surprised by those words. In all their time together, Mek probably never said anything like that, not once.
In other words, the two of you hardly ever fought. This is the first time and Frame hopes it will be the last, because it is a very heavy load.
A pair of swollen eyes kept looking at the person in front of him before saying a few words in a cold tone, a tone that made Mek start to fear.
"It's not too late?"
“…Mek knows Frame. Mek knows it might be too late."
Yes, he knew from the moment Frame sang that sad song. Mek knew from the moment he heard her that it was already too late.
"It's too late, Mike"
At the end of Frame's words, Mek's body was completely numb. He moved his trembling hand to place it on the beautiful hand of the person in front of him and held it tightly. Their eyes met, it was as if the entire world was about to fade into Mek's thoughts. The two stared at each other without saying a word. Time passed slowly, it was painful and uncomfortable. Mek felt as if he had fallen into a well and , as he tried to climb up, the cold water was holding him back.
Even if he is good at swimming he is unable to surface, the water is drowning him.
Until, finally, Mek could not bear the torture and began to speak. He used a pleading tone, hopefully Frame will help him out of this pit.
"Please let Mek fix what he's done wrong."
“If you let me go, it would be easier, Mek. We don't love each other anyway."
"Without Frame, nothing is easy for me" Mek used both hands to pull the person in front of him and hug him tightly. Those words made Frame hold his breath. Mek felt as if the left side of her chest had become a hole because those words ripped her heart out and left it empty.
“Let me go, Mek, please.” Frame tried to shake himself out of Mek's arms, but Mek still forced himself to hold the other person's body tightly.
"Frame, Mek won't let you go"
"Why do you hold me back?"
Frame, who seemed to have been silent for a moment, blinked even more intensely. Frame was so strong right now that Mek could barely contain him. Then, Frame yelled in anger.
“Why don't you want to give up on someone you don't love? Let me go"
“Because I love you, Frame!!!” Mek was so afraid of losing his true lover… the more Frame blinked the more intensely the person hugged him, until it was as if his restraint began to become unbearable.
Therefore, Mek shouted with all his heart the feelings that are in his heart and that are only for Frame. Mek can't let go of Frame.
Her voice, Mek's voice… is breathy, tired, her voice is like that of a really desperate person.
At that moment, Frame could only shut up at Mek's words. He was confused and thought he had been deafened by the shocking silence. The flickering force stopped and her heart skipped a beat before violently returning, so strong that he thought the tremor in her left breast might affect the chest of one who still caresses it.
Frame tried to concentrate slowly releasing a breath to return to normal. Then he pulled away from Mek's arm. At that time, the other person chose to let the bodies be independent of each other, without holding back.
Once again, the two of them looked at each other, still not saying a word. The trembling and confusion in the eyes of the person in front of Mek caused anguish within him. At that moment, Mek felt as if the lump in her left breast, the one that had long gone, had returned. Because at this moment, his heartbeat roared violently and he came with various feelings that he needed to understand.
"...Hum, what did you just say, Mek?" The person asked, still stunned by his answer. Sharp eyes looked directly at him as if searching for an answer to the words he had spoken. And Mek himself chose to make eye contact with the person he confessed his love to. You want to express your feelings...
“Mek really loves Frame”
“I… I have loved you for a long time”
"That's not true" The confused man shook his head, he didn't believe what he was hearing, it's as if Frame was fighting against his own thoughts.
“When did you start to love me? It's not true, don't fool me anymore"
“I have loved you since before we had anything else”
“Mek, are you kidding me? Because it's not funny."
“Frame, I'm telling the truth.” Mek pulled the person who seemed confused with his own thoughts into a hug. A large hand gently caressed the other person's broad back, then Frame moved away a bit.
"Frame, give me the opportunity to show the love I feel for you"
“…”
"Let me correct my mistakes"
“…”
"Can I have one more chance, Frame?"
"Okay, but…"
"But what?" Mek asked quietly, as usual for him. But this time, it shows a love that no longer needs to be hidden.
"Nothing, you can leave me, I'm going to take a shower"
“Can't I hold you a little longer? I thought I was dying”
"He's probably already dead..."
“Frame”
"Let go"
Mek loosened her arms to let Frame go, he wanted to let him take a bath, but he didn't want to regret it again. So he pulled Frame's hand and stood up.
“Frame”
"Than?"
"Can I take a bath with you?"
“Mek, please…”
"You're so cute"
“What the hell, Mek?” Frame then looked at Mek and swore, then hurriedly went to pick up a towel in front of the closet before immediately going to the bathroom.
“My wife is so cute”
"What... Mek"
"ha ha ha"
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After walking to the bathroom the tall man sank down and sat on the floor. Frame was confused, it's like all this isn't real, it's like he's creating a fantasy to deceive himself.
( T/N: I explain, what you are going to read next is a mixture of Mek talking on the phone with his mom and Frame's thoughts, that's how I understood it)
"Oh!"
"Where is Frame? Why was he crying?"
"Mom, everything is fine!" yelled the man who was supposed to be standing in front of the bathroom door.
After hearing screams, Frame's hands slapped his face so hard it hurt and it hurts more than usual because he forgot he had a little fight in the bar.
"That's right?"
"Mom, are you telling the truth?"
Mek told him that he loved him and that he did it a long time ago, is it true?
Frame was even more confused. How can the other person's statement be true? All this time, he hadn't seen that feeling at all. Mek had never shown anything that he perceived, no, not at all.
Or maybe... he is the one who has always overlooked Mek's feelings.
Or in the past, he himself was the one who drew a line between Mek's feelings, a line that made him remind himself that the other person would definitely never love him.
Although his heart hoped that one day it would happen.
But, the brain reiterated that there was no way.
So today, when he heard Mek tell him that he loves him, he didn't feel good, he felt as if what he had heard wasn't true.
If Frame is asked if he is no longer angry with Mek, the answer would be NO, he is still very angry with Mek.
But, hearing the word love from Mek's mouth...
At that moment, his unloved heart felt swollen with the feeling of happiness that harbored it. Therefore, he had to retreat to establish a foothold. You have to let your rational brain tell your heart to tone down the excitement a bit. As for what Mek asked, if he would give him another chance to come back, Frame doesn't know what to do because in the past they were just friends and opportunities are not denied to friends. But, if the other person asks for a chance to continue as a lover, Frame knows that it will take him a long time to think about it.
"Frame, why are you so quiet?"
“Busy” really is busy, thinking that Mek is always messing with his heart and brain. He does not understand why only this person has so much influence over him.
It's probably his fault because his heart is attached to the balls of each other's toes.
Frame is confused, because no matter what kind of road Mek follows, a concrete road or a gravel road, his heart accepts every hardship, every comfort that each road presents him with.
“*sigh*… I really want to get out of the bathroom” he exhaled tiredly.
He's tired of his brain starting to follow his heart now.
( T/N : Above when he says that his heart is tied to Mek's feet, he means that he is tied to Mek's walk, to his path. In a very nice analogy, for many cultures the feet are sacred, and that the heart is attached to them is an act of total surrender)