Butterfly Marked

I Know I Love Only You

 Phayu felt his heart die as the blood covered the bottom of Rain's chin, and he forgot everything. Wasting no time he lifted him as gently as he could, and took off towards the exit. He didn't care if they were still chasing down criminals, or in the middle of a potential gunfight he had to get Rain to a hospital.

Luckily it seemed everything was over, because there was no one to get in his way as he sprinted to the car. The problem was also that there was no one to help him,and so he had no one to help him get Rain into the car.

All the vehicles they had driven were cars, but  he wasn't sure he could put Rain comfortably in  one of them. Then he spotted it...the van that one the groups of Chai's men had brought. He ran to it, and thanked the sky that it was unlocked. He crouched inside and set Rain down slowly, and quickly looked over his body.

His shirt on the right side was soaked in blood, and he sucked in a sharp breath as he lifted the cloth and found a deep stab wound. Like a madman he overturned the whole of the van, and finally found what he was looking for under the drivers seat. He set the first aid kit on the seat next to Rain's head , and bandaged the wound tightly and whipped his shirt over his head before making it into a makeshift pillow under Rain's.

Sliding into the front seat he searched the visor for the keys, but felt his heart drop as he found nothing. A sob forced its way up and out of his throat, but he quickly pushed everything down. He didn't have time to cry, but instead reached in his pocket for the knife he carried with him and got to work hot wiring the van.

He had his phone, but he didn't have time to call and potentially waste even more precious minutes. He stripped and spliced the wires, and then as he wrapped them he worked his magic and on the 3rd try the van roared to life. Dirt flew as he raced out of the parking lot, and only then did he pull the phone from his pocket and called someone.

His fingers trembling as he dialed the number, and in no time a voice answered.

"P'....Rain's been stabbed I need to know where to go..."

Stunned silence filled the  air, and then Phakin spoke.

" To the house...come here there's already a doctor waiting so hurry."

Phayu tossed the phone on the seat next to him, and pushed the pedal all the way down. He raced down streets, and at one particularly well lit street he looked down and saw his blood covered hands.

Rain's Blood

A wild keening  was ripped from his throat as he struggled to keep his sanity, and not break down in the van. Tears slipped down his face, but were hastily wiped away as he continued to his destination.  Five minutes later he barreled down the road to Phakin's estate, and through already open gates.

People came out to grab Rain, but Phayu pushed them all aside and gently picked up his love and went into the house. As he raced inside people stopped and stared as he followed one of the people who had come to help.

A lot of the staff knew Phayu...even liked him, but they'd never seen him like that. He was dirty, shirtless, and his face held a desperation that they had never seen before. Nobody said anything, but everyone looked at the blood trail that followed him.

They went farther and farther into the house, and then he was in a wing that he had never been in. Pushing aside a steel door he was in what could only be considered as a working clinic room. Laying Rain on the table he was gently urged out the doctor, and led to the room next to it. Inside sat a bed, chair, and what looked like a private  bathroom.

Collapsing into the chair in a daze all that Phayu could do was sit there, and relive the last couple hours. Rubbing bloody  hands through his hair he felt like he was going crazy, and tried to pull it together. He let his hands drop, and again noticed the streaks so he got up and walked into the bathroom.