Moving about and hard, type hit the punching bag to then step back to breathe hard to gulp to then move his hands to his body to then take away a glove to toss it to the ground to move that hand to his back pocket to retrieve his phone to then look over it to sign, he then texted tharn again has he did every day for a week.
Type: when are you going to pick up!
Type darted his eyes after he hit send to then roll his eyes to place his phone b to his pocket to then take off and and throw down the other glove to turn to leave, hitting the bag was not helping.
To his room, type was under the shower to have his hands to the wall to have his head hung to watch the water circle the drain to take in a very deep breathe to sign.
This is ridiculous, he has not messaged me in a week! And he calls me immature and a child.
Type then placed his hands to his face to wipe away the water to then move back to lift his head back away from the water to look up to groan.
Why can't I just talk to sulina? Yes I know I kissed him and was trying to......ugh.... Fine! I understand why tharn doesn't want me to talk to him but I'm with tharn. He needs to get over what is in the past, I can't change it and I need sulinas help.
Type placed his hands to his neck to rub.
I just want to find my nanny, I need to make sure she is okay. Not like tharn and I are a couple any ways, he won't even tell me ever he loves me or actually feel it for me, I do understand why, love can destroy you.
Type gritted his teeth to then move his hands to the nob to turn the shower off to then get out to grab a towel to place to his waist to rush to his bedroom to go to the side table to then grab his phone to open to look through to then narrow his eyes, it read tharn had viewed it.
Type then looked up to shake his head.
Okay, I've had enough!!
Type then slammed his phone to the side table to then rush to his dresser to grab clothes to place them on to then stand to his room with his phone to think.
Where would he be? Outside doing something? Highly doubt it, training, possible but where?
Type made a real hard face to then eye over his phone has he hung his head to take a deep gulp.
He has to be to his home but...... Well...... He has came to mine and......but.....
Type darted his eyes with worry to then text him again.
Type: tharn, you need to text me back, this is childish.
Type hit sent to wait a few minutes to then scowl, tharn read it but didn't reply.
That's it!
Type: you are nothing but a baby!
He hit sent to then leave to go in uncharted waters with his anger to have hailed a cab to go to be standing a few feet away from the naramaitas house to take in deep breathes to shake a bit to then flex his jaw.
If tharn can go about my home without getting detected we'll...... So can I!
Type fueled by rage went about the whole house to watch routines and patterns to find a few ways in to then do just that, he went about the house looking for tharn to come up empty, he then went into another room to close the door a bit has he recognized tharns father who came down the hall to then run into someone.
"Hey, do you know where my son is?"
They looked over him to nod.
"He is sparing downstairs, sir."
Tharns father nodded to take a hand to his neck to rub to look ahead of the person he was talking too.
"I'm not going to disturb him then, oh..... Have you've seen Mr. Tyuia? He has the information about aawut."
Type moved his head a bit closer to really try to hear.
Why are you getting information about my father?
Type made a face has the person just nodded to then see them go off, type slowly left the room to start to follow where tharns father went to then stop to feel complicated emotions and feelings has tharn started to creep in, type signed to then turn to try and find a way to the under ground to find tharn.
Moving about he went to a few places to not find him, to start to think if he made the right choice, should he have looked for tharn or followed his father.
Type then stopped to a hallway to really start to think to then instantly turn his head to the side has he started to hear distant moans and they sounded like tharns.
Type quickly went to where he was hearing that to then eye over a door way where there were two large doors, which one of them was partly open to then move his head closer in to eye to widened his gaze has he looked in to see tharn fighting and hard against girl.
Type looked over this a bit confused.
He then watched has tharn started to do a few other moves type hadn't seen before to see her deflect for them to keep fighting against the other and hard, to grit his teeth has one of her moves made them fall down has she then grabbed tharn wrist to take him with her, the two kept wrestling for tharn to then shove her hands to either one of her head to really pin her there to watch her struggle.
Type puckered his face to then look down has an emotion he never felt before coursed through his body. He then turned his head to make a hard face.
Type took in a very deep breathe to slowly turn his head to look over this to see she had wrapped her legs about his waist for types anger to start to get the better of him.
Without thinking type then slammed his hand against the door to walk in, for tharn to be the one to turn a bit to widen his eyes to grit his teeth, the girl looked up a bit confused to continue to struggle under his weight.
"Tharn! What is it!"
Tharn rolled his eyes to then turn his head back to look over her, for the girl to continue to eye him confused for tharn to sign has he heard type get closer to then hit his head against hers to render her unconscious, for tharn too get up to have grabbed types wrist to start to pull him back has type looked to her.
"No! You let me go! Who the hell is this girl! Why are you fighting with her! What did you do! Why is she unconscious!"
Tharn gritted his teeth has type kept prattling on to take him out of the room to stay vigilant to take him to an secluded room to go straight in to move them about to shove him to the wall, to close the door to lock has it was right beside them to place his hands to types arms to hold him there has he struggled.
"No! Let me go and....."
Tharn then placed his hands to his cheeks to squish for the two to eye another.
"You shut up! You can't be here! What the hell is wrong with you!"
Type narrowed his eyes to then place his hands to tharns chest to push him away to really eye.
"You to go my house all the time! Never listen to me when I say you can't! Are........ You sleeping with her! Is that why you are ignoring me! That's what it is isn't and....."
Tharn placed his hand to the other side of types head to the wall to dart his eyes over him..
"You are an idiot!"
Type made a hard face.
"Sure I am!" He said sarcastically.
Type then tried to turn for tharn to grab him by his body to push back to the wall for him to groan with the pressure.
"Are you really going to stand here and say that to me! You know why I'm not responding to you right now!"
Type rolled his eyes.
"I will talk to him."
"No you won't!"
Type scoffed.
"Your sleeping with that girl and your trying to place rules on me, go to hell!"
Type tried once again to leave for tharn to shove him back to the wall to place his hands to his shoulders to grip for type to place his hands over to wince.
"Oow!"
"You are so obtuse! And you are not going to talk to him, I will collect his head type!"
"You ever kill him..... I'll..... Kill you!"
Tharns lips parted to be taken back by that has type said that without thinking.
Type gulped has tharn slowly moved his hands away to turn about to place a hand to his hip to place another to his mouth to shake his head.
Type darted his eyes over his unresolved emotions to take a step forward.
"I will talk to him and there's nothing you can do to stop me! Now just go back to that girl you're fucking and leave me the hell alone! This..... Is over!"
Tharns eyes widened more to turn to flex his jaw has type had turned to leave.
This is not over type, not by a long shot!

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Fanfictionin Thailand there were two very big rival gangs, one the naritams, they were precise, quiet and deadly the other the duungis, they were gentle, intelligent and very hard to defeat. years ago all the gangs in Thailand got along well, however with the...